Chapter 114

She has seen this kind of silver needle in TV dramas, which is usually used by traditional Chinese medicine for acupuncture treatment, and as a tool for testing poison in ancient costume drama.

It's a magic thing.

Seeing her fiddling with the silver needle, Ms. Hu's face became more and more smiling, and patiently explained, "Mengyu, I'll teach you the acupuncture method slowly. In the future, you can take these needles with you. When you meet someone in need, you can pull them out. If you meet bad people, you can give them one or two needles. If you stick them in the right place, you can make them numb or discard them directly

She couldn't help sighing. She had heard that acupuncture was very powerful for a long time. She didn't expect that it had so many functions. It was a magic instrument.

For a moment, there seemed to be fireworks blooming in her eyes, and her smile was like a beautiful rose blooming her cheeks.

"Can acupuncture cure my husband's legs?" She asked excitedly, with a strange light in her eyes.

Whether learning massage or acupuncture, her ultimate goal is to make Lu Zhengnan stand up and live like a normal person. She always cares about the curative effect most.

Mr. Hu was silent for a moment, and then said, "judging from the situation you introduced, your husband's condition is very serious. Whether it can be cured or not will not be known until I see it in person another day."

"So there is hope?" She asked eagerly.

"Not without this possibility."

Miss Hu did not dare to talk too much. She was worried that her expectation was too high. If the treatment was not good, the psychological gap would be too large, and I am afraid that she would be more upset.

However, this sentence fell to her ears, understanding the meaning is a different look.

For a hopeful woman, she is willing to work for it even if there is a one in ten thousand chance.

Since Miss Hu has not completely denied the possibility of success, then she should try, maybe there will be a miracle.

What's more, Lu Zhengnan has mentioned to her that some doctors have said that he may recover, indicating that the probability of success is not so low.

"Miss Hu, I will study hard! From Monday to Friday, I come to study for two hours after work. On weekends, I will stay here all day. Do you think so? "

She opened a pair of flowing apricot eyes, as if there were stars broken in it, showing full of aura.

Miss Hu couldn't bear to beat her enthusiasm. She thought that the girl was too simple. She wanted to cure her husband's leg. She was not afraid to suffer from hardship. She wanted to try any method.

Even if the final effect is not as expected, let her learn a craft is also a good thing, at least to protect themselves.

"Yes." Mr. Hu's eyes narrowed slightly and his smile rippled on his face.

She was so happy that she almost jumped up. It seemed that Lu Zhengnan would be able to stand up again in the next moment.

"Let me first tell you about the various acupoints of the human body, which is the basis of learning acupuncture. You should write down accurately, so as not to prick the wrong position and cause adverse consequences. Do you know? "

"Well, I remember." She replied earnestly, with a stroke of determination in her eyes.

Mr. Hu spread out a detailed acupoint map on the table and patiently explained to her the name, location and effect of each acupoint.

She listened attentively to Mr. Hu's explanation. Her eyes staring at the acupoint map were extremely focused, and she did not even blink.

The time of study seems to pass very quickly.

When she realized that she should go home to have dinner with Lu Zhengnan, the setting sun was shining through the thick clouds, and the afterglow turned red half of the sky.

After she said goodbye to Mr. Hu, she quickly walked out of the hospital, eager to tell the men at home the good news.

However, she did not have time to take the car of Shanglu, and she did not know where Tang Mengxue came from and blocked her way with her body.

"I've come to settle accounts with you today." Tang Mengxue raised his lips and sneered.

"What kind of account?" She asked knowingly, and her attitude was much stronger than before.

This satirical remark made Tang Mengxue's heart prick. She felt a rush of anger from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and her blood throbbed wildly in her temples.

"I'm breaking up with Zhou Shaohui. It's all your fault!" Tang Mengyu's eyes twinkled with anger.

Obviously, if she had not deliberately set up a trap to let Zhou Shaohui and herself tear their faces in public, they would not have made such a scene.

So, the culprit is that cunning bitch Tang Mengyu!

Hearing this, her eyes were no different. She made a sneer at her mouth and said, "Mengxue, I haven't seen you for a few days. You're good at deceiving yourself."

"Don't be complacent, Tang Mengyu. You are just a dog raised by the Tang family." Tang Mengxue's anger soared to the extreme, gnashing his teeth to add, "and still a dog without conscience."

Hearing Tang Mengxue insulting herself like this, she even used "dog" to describe her. Even if she was beaten by iron, she was torn to pieces by this sentence.

The smile on his face couldn't be maintained and gradually collapsed. The blood was boiling like boiling water, with an intolerable anger, all the way to the tip of the finger.

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