Chapter 2022: 2022
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Even if he offered Yue Junyao a salary of 40000 euros a week, Yang Bo had no pressure at all. He arranged for people to cook the medicine. He himself picked up doctor Fang's medical books upstairs and read them.
Doctor Fang's medical books have been published in recent years. Many prescriptions have been revised. Some of them have achieved good results, but some of them have weakened the efficacy!
Yang Bo turned very fast. While tasting tea and reading, he was quite happy.
In the afternoon, the bodyguard and the interpreter came back from a rest, and the pharmacy was very busy.
Director Sha Lang and the old man came to the pharmacy again. This was the time they had agreed in the morning. The time needed for decocting medicine was not long, and the preparation for massage and acupuncture was not very complicated. However, Yang Bo deliberately arranged a later time!
Yang Bo wants to be famous as a traditional Chinese medicine here, but there are a lot of things that need to be grasped. We should not let patients feel that it is too easy. This will make patients feel that the money they spend is not worth it.
In the face of the high cost of treatment, the old man's face is not good-looking, but still forbearance and restraint.
Yang Bo didn't care. He arranged for someone to bring the prepared Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine had just been heated for a while, and was steaming hot. "Feed the old man to drink the medicine. It's too bitter when it's cold!"
Sha Lang glanced at the medicine bowl and pointed to his back. The middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man came forward and fed it carefully.
The old man was old and his taste was not so sensitive, but after the first bite, he couldn't help but vomit.
The middle-aged woman was startled. She quickly took the paper and helped to wipe it. At the same time, she comforted herself in a low voice.
Sha Lang had no choice but to ask Yang Bo, "is there any danger in the treatment?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any danger. After all, it's not an operation, and there's no dangerous process." Yang Bo Dao.
Director Sha Lang hesitated, but did not say much. He just nodded, with a slightly dignified look.
For a moment, the old man finished the whole night's Chinese medicine, his face was bitter, as if he had drunk poison, because the Chinese medicine was too hot, the old man's forehead was sweating.
Yang Bo smiles and doesn't care. He takes Sha Lang and his son upstairs and comes to the clinic. He points to the bed in the clinic. "Take the old man to the bed and take off his coat. I'll give him acupuncture first."
When Sha Lang saw Yang Bo take out a whole set of silver needles, he was not too surprised. He seemed to have seen this treatment. However, when the old man was lying on the bed, he could not help murmuring something.
Director Sha Lang hesitated a little, but he translated it again, "my father asked you, why don't you use cupping? Acupuncture and moxibustion is useless. When he was young, he used acupuncture and moxibustion, and it didn't have much effect! "
Yang Bo said with a smile: "is it useful? It's not to say it with your mouth. The master might as well try my craft first!"
Yang Bo asked doctor Fang for this pair of needles. The silver needles are very soft, so stainless steel needles are generally used now, but for Yang Bo, this is not a problem.
With a silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo stabbed at the back of the old man.
At the beginning, the old man didn't feel any sense, which made him a little unconvinced. He felt that his son had been cheated. However, as Yang Bo stabbed in one silver needle and operated by twirling, lifting and inserting, the old man's eyes suddenly widened.
Half an hour later, Yang Bo just took back all the silver needles. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he seemed to have used great strength.
After receiving the silver needle, Yang Bo turned to look at director Sha Lang and said, "it would be nice to come back again tomorrow!"
Director Sha Lang looked at his father, who was still lying on the bed. He doubted the effect of acupuncture, but he still nodded, "OK, OK, I will bring him here on time tomorrow."
Yang Bo nodded, did not say much, as if exhausted to the extreme.
Yue Junyao stood aside and couldn't help but curl her mouth. Others couldn't see it. Could she still not see it? Yang Bo didn't spend much energy at all. He just used a small amount of spiritual power when he used the needle. How can he get so tired?
Even in Yue Junyao's opinion, using acupuncture and moxibustion is completely unnecessary. Even if Yang Bo extends his palm and directly injects spiritual power, the effect will be better than this!
Director Sha Lang stepped forward and reached for his father. Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes and waved his hand.
Director Sha Lang was a little stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
I didn't expect the old man to sit up with his hands on the bed. Even, he put his legs on the edge of the bed and stretched his feet to get out of bed!
Sha Lang was startled and rushed forward to help the old man.
The old man again waved his hand and refused. He stepped on the ground tentatively with his feet and stood trembling beside the bed.
Director Sha Lang's eyes widened. He looked at his father with surprise. You know, since his father's stroke, he has never stood up again. He did not expect to stand up alone now. Is acupuncture really effective?Next, Sha Lang was surprised to see that the old man put on his shoes and walked slowly with his crutches!
I can walk!
Sharon followed his father closely, for fear that his father would fall to the ground.
After a few rounds in the room, the old man sat down slowly, panting.
Sha Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Yang Bo, full of gratitude, "thank you so much for saving my father. If it wasn't for you, he would never have been able to walk again!"
Yang Bo waved his hand. "Don't worry too much. The old man is too weak now. Don't let him walk too much. When my treatment is over, you often accompany him to walk more, and his body will recover slowly."
Sha Lang even said: "it's mainly Mr. Yang's excellent medical skills. I didn't expect that you could even treat a stroke!"
Yang Bo smile, "there is no disease I can not treat, the difference is just the price to pay."
Sharon nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't say much.
The old man turned to look at Yang Bo, and his attitude was more friendly. He mumbled and said a few words, which Yang Bo didn't understand, but Sha Lang took the initiative to act as a translator.
"My father expressed his thanks to you for curing him. When he came here, he thought you might be a liar. I really didn't expect that you were such a good doctor!"
Yang Bo laughed. "It's just a little thing. Don't be too polite."
Sha Lang stares at Yang Bo and says, "Mr. Yang, you are capable, but the ganggro family is full of people. Sometimes you should pay attention to your safety!"
Looking at each other, Yang Bo was surprised and asked, "have you received any news?"
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Even if he offered Yue Junyao a salary of 40000 euros a week, Yang Bo had no pressure at all. He arranged for people to cook the medicine. He himself picked up doctor Fang's medical books upstairs and read them.
Doctor Fang's medical books have been published in recent years. Many prescriptions have been revised. Some of them have achieved good results, but some of them have weakened the efficacy!
Yang Bo turned very fast. While tasting tea and reading, he was quite happy.
In the afternoon, the bodyguard and the interpreter came back from a rest, and the pharmacy was very busy.
Director Sha Lang and the old man came to the pharmacy again. This was the time they had agreed in the morning. The time needed for decocting medicine was not long, and the preparation for massage and acupuncture was not very complicated. However, Yang Bo deliberately arranged a later time!
Yang Bo wants to be famous as a traditional Chinese medicine here, but there are a lot of things that need to be grasped. We should not let patients feel that it is too easy. This will make patients feel that the money they spend is not worth it.
In the face of the high cost of treatment, the old man's face is not good-looking, but still forbearance and restraint.
Yang Bo didn't care. He arranged for someone to bring the prepared Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine had just been heated for a while, and was steaming hot. "Feed the old man to drink the medicine. It's too bitter when it's cold!"
Sha Lang glanced at the medicine bowl and pointed to his back. The middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man came forward and fed it carefully.
The old man was old and his taste was not so sensitive, but after the first bite, he couldn't help but vomit.
The middle-aged woman was startled. She quickly took the paper and helped to wipe it. At the same time, she comforted herself in a low voice.
Sha Lang had no choice but to ask Yang Bo, "is there any danger in the treatment?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any danger. After all, it's not an operation, and there's no dangerous process." Yang Bo Dao.
Director Sha Lang hesitated, but did not say much. He just nodded, with a slightly dignified look.
For a moment, the old man finished the whole night's Chinese medicine, his face was bitter, as if he had drunk poison, because the Chinese medicine was too hot, the old man's forehead was sweating.
Yang Bo smiles and doesn't care. He takes Sha Lang and his son upstairs and comes to the clinic. He points to the bed in the clinic. "Take the old man to the bed and take off his coat. I'll give him acupuncture first."
When Sha Lang saw Yang Bo take out a whole set of silver needles, he was not too surprised. He seemed to have seen this treatment. However, when the old man was lying on the bed, he could not help murmuring something.
Director Sha Lang hesitated a little, but he translated it again, "my father asked you, why don't you use cupping? Acupuncture and moxibustion is useless. When he was young, he used acupuncture and moxibustion, and it didn't have much effect! "
Yang Bo said with a smile: "is it useful? It's not to say it with your mouth. The master might as well try my craft first!"
Yang Bo asked doctor Fang for this pair of needles. The silver needles are very soft, so stainless steel needles are generally used now, but for Yang Bo, this is not a problem.
With a silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo stabbed at the back of the old man.
At the beginning, the old man didn't feel any sense, which made him a little unconvinced. He felt that his son had been cheated. However, as Yang Bo stabbed in one silver needle and operated by twirling, lifting and inserting, the old man's eyes suddenly widened.
Half an hour later, Yang Bo just took back all the silver needles. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he seemed to have used great strength.
After receiving the silver needle, Yang Bo turned to look at director Sha Lang and said, "it would be nice to come back again tomorrow!"
Director Sha Lang looked at his father, who was still lying on the bed. He doubted the effect of acupuncture, but he still nodded, "OK, OK, I will bring him here on time tomorrow."
Yang Bo nodded, did not say much, as if exhausted to the extreme.
Yue Junyao stood aside and couldn't help but curl her mouth. Others couldn't see it. Could she still not see it? Yang Bo didn't spend much energy at all. He just used a small amount of spiritual power when he used the needle. How can he get so tired?
Even in Yue Junyao's opinion, using acupuncture and moxibustion is completely unnecessary. Even if Yang Bo extends his palm and directly injects spiritual power, the effect will be better than this!
Director Sha Lang stepped forward and reached for his father. Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes and waved his hand.
Director Sha Lang was a little stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
I didn't expect the old man to sit up with his hands on the bed. Even, he put his legs on the edge of the bed and stretched his feet to get out of bed!
Sha Lang was startled and rushed forward to help the old man.
The old man again waved his hand and refused. He stepped on the ground tentatively with his feet and stood trembling beside the bed.
Director Sha Lang's eyes widened. He looked at his father with surprise. You know, since his father's stroke, he has never stood up again. He did not expect to stand up alone now. Is acupuncture really effective?Next, Sha Lang was surprised to see that the old man put on his shoes and walked slowly with his crutches!
I can walk!
Sharon followed his father closely, for fear that his father would fall to the ground.
After a few rounds in the room, the old man sat down slowly, panting.
Sha Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Yang Bo, full of gratitude, "thank you so much for saving my father. If it wasn't for you, he would never have been able to walk again!"
Yang Bo waved his hand. "Don't worry too much. The old man is too weak now. Don't let him walk too much. When my treatment is over, you often accompany him to walk more, and his body will recover slowly."
Sha Lang even said: "it's mainly Mr. Yang's excellent medical skills. I didn't expect that you could even treat a stroke!"
Yang Bo smile, "there is no disease I can not treat, the difference is just the price to pay."
Sharon nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't say much.
The old man turned to look at Yang Bo, and his attitude was more friendly. He mumbled and said a few words, which Yang Bo didn't understand, but Sha Lang took the initiative to act as a translator.
"My father expressed his thanks to you for curing him. When he came here, he thought you might be a liar. I really didn't expect that you were such a good doctor!"
Yang Bo laughed. "It's just a little thing. Don't be too polite."
Sha Lang stares at Yang Bo and says, "Mr. Yang, you are capable, but the ganggro family is full of people. Sometimes you should pay attention to your safety!"
Looking at each other, Yang Bo was surprised and asked, "have you received any news?"
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Even if he offered Yue Junyao a salary of 40000 euros a week, Yang Bo had no pressure at all. He arranged for people to cook the medicine. He himself picked up doctor Fang's medical books upstairs and read them. Doctor Fang's medical books have been published in recent years. Many prescriptions have been revised. Some of them have achieved good results, but some of them have weakened the efficacy! Yang Bo turned very fast. While tasting tea and reading, he was quite happy. In the afternoon, the bodyguard and the interpreter came back from a rest, and the pharmacy was very busy. Director Sha Lang and the old man came to the pharmacy again. This was the time they had agreed in the morning. The time needed for decocting medicine was not long, and the preparation for massage and acupuncture was not very complicated. However, Yang Bo deliberately arranged a later time! Yang Bo wants to be famous as a traditional Chinese medicine here, but there are a lot of things that need to be grasped. We should not let patients feel that it is too easy. This will make patients feel that the money they spend is not worth it. In the face of the high cost of treatment, the old man's face is not good-looking, but still forbearance and restraint. Yang Bo didn't care. He arranged for someone to bring the prepared Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine had just been heated for a while, and was steaming hot. "Feed the old man to drink the medicine. It's too bitter when it's cold!" Sha Lang glanced at the medicine bowl and pointed to his back. The middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man came forward and fed it carefully. The old man was old and his taste was not so sensitive, but after the first bite, he couldn't help but vomit. The middle-aged woman was startled. She quickly took the paper and helped to wipe it. At the same time, she comforted herself in a low voice. Sha Lang had no choice but to ask Yang Bo, "is there any danger in the treatment?" "Don't worry, there won't be any danger. After all, it's not an operation, and there's no dangerous process." Yang Bo Dao. Director Sha Lang hesitated, but did not say much. He just nodded, with a slightly dignified look. For a moment, the old man finished the whole night's Chinese medicine, his face was bitter, as if he had drunk poison, because the Chinese medicine was too hot, the old man's forehead was sweating. Yang Bo smiles and doesn't care. He takes Sha Lang and his son upstairs and comes to the clinic. He points to the bed in the clinic. "Take the old man to the bed and take off his coat. I'll give him acupuncture first." When Sha Lang saw Yang Bo take out a whole set of silver needles, he was not too surprised. He seemed to have seen this treatment. However, when the old man was lying on the bed, he could not help murmuring something. Director Sha Lang hesitated a little, but he translated it again, "my father asked you, why don't you use cupping? Acupuncture and moxibustion is useless. When he was young, he used acupuncture and moxibustion, and it didn't have much effect! " Yang Bo said with a smile: "is it useful? It's not to say it with your mouth. The master might as well try my craft first!" Yang Bo asked doctor Fang for this pair of needles. The silver needles are very soft, so stainless steel needles are generally used now, but for Yang Bo, this is not a problem. With a silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo stabbed at the back of the old man. At the beginning, the old man didn't feel any sense, which made him a little unconvinced. He felt that his son had been cheated. However, as Yang Bo stabbed in one silver needle and operated by twirling, lifting and inserting, the old man's eyes suddenly widened. Half an hour later, Yang Bo just took back all the silver needles. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he seemed to have used great strength. After receiving the silver needle, Yang Bo turned to look at director Sha Lang and said, "it would be nice to come back again tomorrow!" Director Sha Lang looked at his father, who was still lying on the bed. He doubted the effect of acupuncture, but he still nodded, "OK, OK, I will bring him here on time tomorrow." Yang Bo nodded, did not say much, as if exhausted to the extreme. Yue Junyao stood aside and couldn't help but curl her mouth. Others couldn't see it. Could she still not see it? Yang Bo didn't spend much energy at all. He just used a small amount of spiritual power when he used the needle. How can he get so tired? Even in Yue Junyao's opinion, using acupuncture and moxibustion is completely unnecessary. Even if Yang Bo extends his palm and directly injects spiritual power, the effect will be better than this! Director Sha Lang stepped forward and reached for his father. Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes and waved his hand. Director Sha Lang was a little stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with him. I didn't expect the old man to sit up with his hands on the bed. Even, he put his legs on the edge of the bed and stretched his feet to get out of bed! Sha Lang was startled and rushed forward to help the old man. The old man again waved his hand and refused. He stepped on the ground tentatively with his feet and stood trembling beside the bed. Director Sha Lang's eyes widened. He looked at his father with surprise. You know, since his father's stroke, he has never stood up again. He did not expect to stand up alone now. Is acupuncture really effective?Next, Sha Lang was surprised to see that the old man put on his shoes and walked slowly with his crutches! I can walk! Sharon followed his father closely, for fear that his father would fall to the ground. After a few rounds in the room, the old man sat down slowly, panting. Sha Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Yang Bo, full of gratitude, "thank you so much for saving my father. If it wasn't for you, he would never have been able to walk again!" Yang Bo waved his hand. "Don't worry too much. The old man is too weak now. Don't let him walk too much. When my treatment is over, you often accompany him to walk more, and his body will recover slowly." Sha Lang even said: "it's mainly Mr. Yang's excellent medical skills. I didn't expect that you could even treat a stroke!" Yang Bo smile, "there is no disease I can not treat, the difference is just the price to pay." Sharon nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't say much. The old man turned to look at Yang Bo, and his attitude was more friendly. He mumbled and said a few words, which Yang Bo didn't understand, but Sha Lang took the initiative to act as a translator. "My father expressed his thanks to you for curing him. When he came here, he thought you might be a liar. I really didn't expect that you were such a good doctor!" Yang Bo laughed. "It's just a little thing. Don't be too polite." Sha Lang stares at Yang Bo and says, "Mr. Yang, you are capable, but the ganggro family is full of people. Sometimes you should pay attention to your safety!" Looking at each other, Yang Bo was surprised and asked, "have you received any news?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
