Chapter 148

Originally, I thought Lu Yu was just powerful in medicine. Unexpectedly, the art of acupuncture and moxibustion was stronger!

Originally, song Minghui was a little unconvinced and wanted to compete. Now he is completely convinced!

WOW!

Pan XiuXiu's mouth was slightly open, and Lu Yu's face was covered with purple blood.

Lu Yu felt a fishy smell rushing into his mind. He immediately lost all his strength and fell on his back!

"Mr. Lu!"

"XiuXiu!"

Song Minghui and pan Yiyi hurriedly ran over and hurriedly picked up Lu Yu. At this time, pan XiuXiu slowly opened her eyes. The original rampant virus in her body seemed to disappear, feeling that her body was more relaxed than ever before.

"Ah!"

Seeing a man lying in his bed covered with blood, pan XiuXiu was obviously surprised. She felt a tingling pain in her back and was about to reach out to touch it.

A weak voice sounded with anxiety:

"Don't move, please help me!"

Lu Yu was pale and used his last strength to catch pan XiuXiu's small hand to prevent her from moving.

Acupuncture is important, and pulling out the needle is also the key. It is the first time to use the spirit of boldness to display the thirteen needles of the ghost gate. Obviously, I don't know the weight.

That exhausted the Qi in his body, coupled with pan XiuXiu's congestion head, Lu Yu's brain was in chaos at the moment.

Pan XiuXiu's pretty face was slightly red, but she didn't break free. She knew that Lu Yu saved her.

This was the first time I was touched by a strange man except my father. Unexpectedly, I didn't feel bored.

Maybe his own blood sprayed on him, making him establish an unspeakable and unknown relationship with the man.

"Mr. Lu, your great kindness is unforgettable!"

Pan Yiyi immediately bowed down to worship and was full of excitement. He knew how to cherish it only after losing it. How nice it would be if he could meet Mr. Lu when his son was critically ill.

If you are lonely all your life, what's the use even if you have hundreds of millions of money?!

Under the guidance of Lu Yu, song Minghui began to slowly pull out the silver needle.

Because the strength and order of pulling out the silver needle are the most critical, and no mistakes are allowed. Otherwise, not only all previous efforts will be wasted, but also the disease will be made worse.

So even song Lao, who had been immersed in traditional Chinese medicine for 50 years, spent a lot of energy to pull out all the silver needles. After that, he was sweating.

This is just the finishing work!

Until this time, song Minghui realized the great difference between himself and Lu ran!

Such a complex acupuncture and moxibustion skill was performed by a 20-year-old young man. Song Minghui felt ashamed to live for a hundred years!

"Just now, I just removed the harm brought by antihypertensive drugs to miss pan. Lupus erythematosus has not been solved."

With the help of song Minghui, Lu Yu sat on the sofa and saw pan Yiyi's face excited. Afraid of his misunderstanding, he quickly reminded:

"Lupus erythematosus is characterized as autoimmune connective tissue disease in western medicine."

"In traditional Chinese medicine, I think this is..."

"This is a disease of physical deficiency. People's constitution is divided into nine kinds. Miss Pan is qi depression!"

A thick voice sounded from the door, interrupting Lu Yu's words:

"Miss, have you been frightened or had an accident in recent years?"

Xue Dechen looked proud and held a middle-aged man with black sunglasses.

The middle-aged man holding a guide stick should be blind. He interrupted Lu Yu.

"Yes, yes, my daughter went skiing in Switzerland the year before last and fell into a snow hole."

"Fortunately, she was rescued in time, otherwise her life would be lost. Since then, several bright red spots have appeared on her."

Pan Yiyi quickly said that his love for his daughter was obvious.

Mr. Lu has rescued his daughter. It would be great if someone could cure lupus erythematosus again.