Mr. Qi shook his head again, and his excited voice trembled: "It doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore, it's so amazing!"

He looked at Yue Yaer and said, "Miss, you are young, why are your medical skills so amazing?"

Yue Yaer smiled slightly, "It's nothing big. My grandfather has a friend who has a migraine problem. My grandfather has been studying it for a long time and has developed a set of pain-relieving acupuncture methods. I am just picking up the wisdom of my ancestors."

"That's amazing too!" Mr. Qi said excitedly: "My migraine has been a problem for more than ten years. As long as you get angry and tired, you will suffer from painkillers. The painkillers grow from one tablet to two tablets, and two tablets grow to three tablets. Now, taking three tablets doesn't work. You can actually relieve pain after a few injections. This is amazing!"

Yue Yaer smiled, "It's okay, I just happened to be."

"No, no, no," Mr. Qi said repeatedly: "You are just amazing! You are just amazing!"

Qi Lian, who was standing aside, was secretly glad in his heart.

Fortunately, he was polite to these people just now and did not have any excessive words and deeds.

With Yue Yaer's medical skills, he can be called a national player.

If you can use such a national player as a family doctor, what will happen to the family’s family background?

If you accidentally provoke such a person, wouldn't it be a dead end?

He was glad that he was not idle either. He politely thanked Ye Xingbei and Yue Yaer for his father.

Qi Wangze grabbed Mr. Qi's hand and asked with tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, don't you feel any more pain?"

"Yes," Mr. Qi reached out and took him into his arms and rubbed his little head: "Grandpa doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all, Zeze doesn't cry."

"I'm sorry, grandpa, it's all my fault," tears rolled down Qi Wangze's tender face. He leaned into Mr. Qi's arms with attachment, and said with a sob: "I'm sorry grandpa, I'm wrong, I will never dare to..."

"Be good, it's not your fault, it's your bastard's fault," Mr. Qi touched his little head pity, raised his head and yelled at Qi Lianzheng: "You bastard, get out of here!"

Qi Lian was trembling with the roar, and said stutteringly: "Dad, why is it my fault again when he ran away from home? You are not so biased, right?"

"If you hadn't seen people day by day, how could Zeze think of a way to run away from home to attract your attention?" Mr. Qi grabbed something casually and threw it at him: "Get out, I don't want to see you now!"

Qi Lian was shocked, avoiding the thing flying towards his face, touched his nose, and said embarrassedly: "Okay, then I'll go back and see you first, and I'll see you tomorrow."

He took a look at Gu Jun one by one and left reluctantly.

He also wanted to seize this opportunity and have a good relationship with these people.

Throughout history, no matter what you do, your connections are the most important.

If he can seize a top wealthy family as his backer, then his Qi family will not have to worry about the future.

Their old man is really, and he doesn't know how to think about him at all. He forced him to miss such a good opportunity.

When he closed the door from outside, Mr. Qi sighed heavily, "I taught such a bastard, which made everyone laugh."

"No," Ye Xingbei touched the little tree seedling's little head, "It's our child who is ignorant and has caused you trouble."

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