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Chapter Thirteen Treatment of Intractable Diseases(1/2)

Under the dual stimulation of the senses and hearing, it is simply a severe test of willpower and moral bottom line.

Ye Ming suddenly felt extremely hot and fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.

He died young!

If someone sees this embarrassing attitude, he will definitely laugh out loud.

You can't make a fool of yourself in front of a beautiful woman, and this beautiful woman is still her own financial supporter.

Ye Ming hurriedly wiped the sweat from his face, but not only did he not wipe it clean, but he had sweat on his hands, which was extremely embarrassed.

"Dadada..."

The sound of high heels hitting the floor came, and Wang Yutong changed her clothes and walked out.

"It's so hot, is your air conditioner broken?"

Ye Ming hurriedly concealed the reason for his sweat and grabbed a silk scarf next to the seat to wipe the sweat.

Wang Yutong changed into a cheongsam and outlined her perfect figure with a concave and convexity, especially the cheongsam slits that actually spread to the base of her thighs.

This cheongsam must have been made by Brother Sheng!

"Is it broken? I feel quite cool."

Wang Yutong came to her face, staring at Ye Ming with beautiful eyes, with an extremely strange look in her eyes.

"I...is there anything dirty on my face?"

Ye Ming's mind was filled with bulging figures, and he asked with flickering words.

Wang Yutong smiled: "There is no dirt on your face, but the things you wipe your face..."

Ye Ming looked closely and suddenly blushed. He was holding a scarf but a flesh-colored stocking.

Subconsciously, he shrugged his nose, and there was a faint smell of women on it, which he had actually used.

"Sorry, I haven't had time to clean up recently!"

Wang Yutong was not shy at all and took the stockings in Ye Ming's hand generously.

"Do!Do!"

The office door rang and a girl in a red cheongsam walked in.

"Mr. Wang, this is the cost of medicinal materials calculated by Mr. Qi."

The girl placed two brick-like paper bags on the table and then left respectfully.

"Mr. Wang, are there a little too many of these?"

Ye Ming estimated that his medicinal materials could only be sold for more than 100,000 yuan, but he didn't expect that the other party would give him three times.

Wang Yutong smiled and said, "Mr. Qi is an expert in identifying medicinal materials, and the price he gave will never be wrong!"

Ye Ming nodded. Under the nourishment of the jade gourd, his medicinal materials are indeed of better quality than other people's medicinal materials, especially the century-old ginseng, which is extremely rare on the market.

"Then I'll be disrespectful!"

Ye Ming reached out to get the money, but was stopped by Wang Yutong.

Ye Ming frowned: "Sister Yu Tong, what does this mean?"

"Don't get me wrong. I just have a small question. I hope my brother can answer my sister's questions!"

"What doubts?" Ye Ming asked.

"Do you believe in retribution?"

Wang Yutong asked without any end.

Ye Ming smiled: "If there is really retribution, there will be not so many bad people in this world!"

Wang Yutong nodded with great concern and continued: "So the old man in the medicinal materials market is actually the one who makes trouble!"

Ye Ming suddenly became alert and his sister stopped calling.

"The king always wants to stand up for him?"

Wang Yutong waved his hand quickly: "Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm just curious, how did you make the old man so far away? "

It turns out that Wang Yutong bought medicinal materials secondly, and wanted to relieve the doubts in her heart.

Since Wang Yutong didn't stand up for the old man, Ye Ming said calmly: "It's indeed my hand and footwork, but how to do it is, this is a secret, I can't tell you!"

Wang Yutong was not angry. Everyone had their own secrets, and he was no exception.

"Then my sister won't ask anymore. If you take this money, if there are such high-quality medicinal materials, I will accept them all!"

Ye Ming swept the 300,000 yuan from the table into the basket, said that I still have something to do, and got up and was about to leave.

"I'll send you there!"

As soon as Wang Yutong stood up, she felt dark in front of her eyes, sore and weak limbs, and she fell head to the ground.

"careful!"

Ye Ming had quick eyes and hands, and stepped forward to support Wang Yulu's willow waist.

"Sister Yutong, what's wrong with you?"

After a while of slowing down, Wang Yutong woke up, her face turned extremely pale, and she waved her hand weakly.

"It's okay, it's an old problem. Just help me go to bed and rest."

The locker room is also a lounge, with a soft big bed inside, and Ye Ming gently placed Wang Yutong on it.

"Sister Yutong, I'll check it for you!"

Wang Yutong was a little surprised and said, "Do you understand medical skills?"

Ye Ming said modestly: "My family has been practicing medicine for generations. My father is a famous barefoot doctor in Xiahewan. I can also get a little influence from me."

Wang Yutong shook her head: "I don't mention my bad habit, even the famous doctors in Beijing are helpless. Western doctors have also seen them. After examining various instruments, they can't find the root cause."

"Maybe I can?"

Ye Ming smiled and made an inexplicable feeling in Wang Yutong's heart.

Maybe he can really find out the reason?

Thinking of this, Wang Yutong stretched out her white lotus-like arm.

Ye Ming put his fingers on her wrist pulse, and moved the Cangsheng Art in his heart. The true energy as thin as a hair was introduced, urging it to activate it around her.

Wang Yutong suddenly felt a little relieved, and her dizziness was much lessened.

It was amazing to take a pulse and actually relieve my symptoms!

However, thinking that Ye Ming could make the old man incontinent from the air, it was natural to take the pulse treatment.

Maybe I found the treasure myself!

After a while, the true qi ran through Wang Yutong's body for a whole year, and Ye Ming also understood her condition.

"Sister Yu Tong, you are in good health. The reason why you are dizzy and weak in your limbs is that evil energy enters the body and causes blood blockage. I will help you with acupuncture and dispel the evil energy!"

Ye Ming paused and continued: "It's just that the acupuncture location is quite special, so Sister Yu Tong needs to take off her clothes."

Wang Yutong had no objection. She is in the health catering industry and has a deep understanding of traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, the acupuncture points cannot be attached to clothes, otherwise the acupuncture points will not only not cure the disease, but will have a counterproductive effect.

Unbuttoned, Wang Yutong lay prone on the soft big bed, her fair and beautiful back was visible.

Ye Ming couldn't help but blush and thought to himself that it would be a pity to not cupping with such a perfect back.

"I'm going to start!"

Ye Ming calmed down his mind and silently recited the mantra in his heart. A golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes. The wonderful eyes divine power projected the human acupoint map on Wang Yutong's back.

Open the silver needle he carried with him, Ye Ming twisted up one, poured a stream of spiritual energy into it, and stabbed it on the acupoints with the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

"Um……"

With the silver needle inserted, Wang Yutong's nostrils suddenly made a sound that made her bones numb.

Even though Ye Ming tried hard to calm his mind, his hands were still trembling and he couldn't even insert the needle.

"Sister Yu Tong, my needle is very thin, please bear it!"

Wang Yutong turned her head, her big watery eyes shone with innocence.

"I have tried my best to endure it, but I have a sensitive physique and can't help it at all!"

Ye Ming was instantly defeated by her little woman's posture, so he could only continue to give her acupuncture.

Every time he stabbed, Wang Yutong would hum and Ye Ming's hand trembled.

Ye Ming actually took more than half an hour to get acupuncture for more than ten minutes.

"call……"

The last needle fell, Ye Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Brother, have you done it?"
To be continued...
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