The old lady looked at Wu Sishu again: "I heard that you are a traditional Chinese medicine. What good way do you have?"

Wu Sishu hesitated for a moment and thought: "old lady, you have senile fever. There is a way to deal with it. But now your stomach is weak and you can't drink Chinese medicine. This, this..."

The old lady impatiently interrupted him: "OK, OK, what this that, that is, there is no way?"

Wu Sishu's old face turned red and he shut his mouth.

But he was not convinced.

When the old lady was so ill that he did not dare to prescribe medicine to the old lady. If he had listened to his diagnosis and used his prescription, he would have been able to cure the old lady.

But now, he did not dare.

The old lady's eyes turned to Luo Ziming.

"Tell me, young man?"

Everyone's eyes Shua, all focused on Luo Ziming's face.

Wu Sishu has a good feeling for Luo Ziming because of his professional pulse manipulation.

Other experts want to see Luo Ziming's jokes, but he pinches a cold sweat for Luo Ziming, and can't help but wink at him quietly.

What he meant was to let Luo Ziming never try to be brave or say anything that would make the old lady dislike him.

The old lady is very ill now. If she is annoyed, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Luo Ziming's suggestion to Wu Sishu seems to be missing. He pushes his silver glasses and opens his mouth calmly.

"Several experts can't cure you. What can I see when I'm so young? However, I have learned a few massage techniques, which can make you feel more comfortable. Would you like to try it? "

The tone of his voice was very soft, especially in the ears of Mrs. Du, who had been ill for a long time, he felt uncomfortable.

Even several experts felt comfortable after listening to it.

They thought to themselves: you're smart. If you dare to come forward and say that you can cure the old lady's disease, we will not be finished with you in public!

For Beijing experts, face is more important than anything.

The old man hesitated a little: "massage?"

It's a fart!

The old lady didn't believe this, but because of Fu Shaobei's face, she was embarrassed to refuse.

Luo Ziming smiles: "old lady, don't worry, don't take medicine or injection. It's just a few simple massage techniques. Even if the old lady doesn't believe me, she should also trust Fu Shaobei."

He was very clever. Seeing that the old lady didn't believe him, he carried Fu Shaobei out.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the old lady made a decision immediately.

"Well, I'll try your way. I don't take any medicine or injection. My old lady likes it."

For three months, she had been taking injections every day.

Take medicine to eat her mouth bitter, see the medicine on the stomach sour water, to later, serious enough to drink water.

And infusion is to make her unbearable pain, she has almost no place for injection.

This is not the most painful.

The most painful thing is that every time I put something into my body, I can't discharge it all the time.

Only she knew how hard it was.

Now I heard Luo Ziming say, "do not give injections or take medicine." these words suddenly stabbed the old lady's heart.

"OK, then start the massage." He nodded.

Luo Ziming sat down in front of the bed and began to massage the old lady.

His manipulation is not the same as that of a masseuse.

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