The mute woman told her in sign language that in the medical center in front
There were people, and they were forced to enter the net with people.
She put on a long gown and a melon-pipe hat, and I gave myself a heroic make-up, with marijuana petals hanging down my back.
As soon as I came to the front hall from the backyard, I felt a sharp gaze.
Wan Yang took a quick look and saw a stern man in a suit, sitting on a wooden couch, playing with a box of matches in his hand. There were two young men standing next to him who looked like bodyguards.
"Sir, are you here to treat yourself or your family?" Wanyang asked politely.
Jiang Nanxiao's eyes are aloof and sharp, and his thin red lips look cold and callous. Although he looks young, his aura is very strong. Every movement has an innate arrogant temperament.
"Our father..."
As soon as one of the attendants opened his mouth, he was stopped by Jiangnan Xiao Tiyu, and said to himself: "I heard that Dr. Wan has superb medical skills and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. I wonder if he can cure insomnia."
Her voice was a little colder, but she was polite and courteous. She just learned from the mute mother that it was someone who forced her way in, so Wanyang thought she was going to ruin the place.
"All illnesses have their roots. Whether it can be cured depends on the person suffering from the disease, the reason for the insomnia, and whether it is a male or a female."
Insomnia is mostly due to psychological reasons. She did not directly explain whether she could or could not be cured. If the patient did not cooperate, no matter how good the medical skills were, it would be useless.
"I have to apologize to Dr. Wan. My subordinates and I were reckless." Jiang Nanxiao did not follow Wan Yang's words.
"It doesn't matter. I have the biggest patient here, and I'm worried about falling in love." That's right! You've done everything. If an apology is useful, why do you need the police? Don't think that just because you are good-looking, I can forgive you.
Jiang Nanxiao waved his hand and asked his two subordinates to go out before he started to talk about his condition.
"Doctor Wan, I have suffered from insomnia for many years. I cannot sleep well all year round. I only sleep for an hour at most every day. I wonder if you can see it?"
"Sir, if you can find my medical clinic, you should ask about my rules. Consultation costs fifty yuan, and medical treatment is not included." She calmly sat down on the other side of the wooden slump, and then
I took out the pulse pillow under the tea table and placed it on the small tea table.
Jiangnan Xiaoyu stretched out his pocket and took out a small rectangular black clip and a pen. He opened it and wrote a few times, then tore off a piece and handed it to Wanyang, "Here, the extra money will be used as compensation for your doctor."
The cost of frightening the people in the hall."
Wanyang looked down and saw a check from this era, with five hundred oceans clearly written on it.
Actually insulting her with money?
Too much!
Is she such a person who has never seen the world?
Well! She really is!
Wanyang happily accepted the check, thinking that even if he couldn't be cured, she would make a powerful sleeping pill for him, and she would definitely earn the money for the medical treatment!
"Since sir is so generous, I will give you a pulse test for free!" Wan Yang pushed the pulse pillow toward him, and with a smile in his eyes, he put his wrist on it.
As soon as Wanyang put his hand on it, the system in his body started to get excited.
[Host, this person seems to be a villain?]
When Wanyang heard the system's words, her small nose twitched and she was instantly confused.
She could detect a sense of familiarity...but why didn't she smell a familiar scent when she got closer this time?
The old baby's identity was inherently mysterious to him, and she couldn't directly ask him what was going on. She could only put away her doubts first and discuss it with the system later.
Jiang Nanxiao saw that Wanyang didn't say anything for so long while feeling his pulse, so he asked aloud: "Doctor Wan, how are you? Can you see anything?"
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Seeing that she still didn't respond, Jiang Nanxiao impatiently took his hand back.
When Wanyang saw him like this, she immediately retracted her hand, "Sir, your pulse is very steady. It seems to be very flat, but in fact it is constantly wavering... Moreover, your pulse is a bit weird, as if something is controlling it, and
It seems like nothing is controlling me. Do you understand what I’m saying, sir?”
It's a worm.
Wanyang also didn't expect that Gu insects still existed in this era.
Moreover, the poisonous arts of this era have reached their peak, and even her medical skills may be difficult to crack.
"You mean my pulse is weird?" Jiang Nanxiao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he grabbed Wanyang's arm, his eyes full of dangerous killing intent.
"Sir, you misunderstood. What I meant was that your pulse was too weird. It seemed like something was controlling it, but it also seemed like nothing was controlling it."
Wanyang's expression changed. She felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder, as if the bones were being crushed. The pain made her sweat on her forehead.
very good!
I will definitely let him kneel down on a durian in the future!
Jiang Nanxiao let go of her wrist, with an evil smile on his face, "Doctor Wan, since you can see the problem with my appearance, I will leave my insomnia to your treatment."
After saying that, he took out a large yellow croaker from his arms and threw it on the table.
"I heard that your medical clinic only values money and not people. This large yellow croaker should be regarded as the medical fee I give you. If you cure it, you will be greatly thanked. It depends on whether Dr. Wan can make money with this skill."
"..."
Wanyang looked at the gold bars on the table and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. This man was quite generous.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get the medicine cabinet." After Wan Yang said that, he stood up, walked to the medicine cabinet, took out a pack of herbs, and walked over.
"The herbal medicines for this disease here are very precious. There are not enough in the pharmacy for the time being. But these medicines are enough for you to take for three days. But remember to take them every day. After taking them for a month, I can officially give you acupuncture treatment. After three days,
, you can have someone come back to get the remaining medicine."
"Thank you very much." After Jiang Nanxiao finished speaking, he took the medicine bag and turned to leave.
Wanyang watched him leave and closed the door of the medical clinic.
"Doctor Wan, who is this person? He doesn't look easy to mess with." The mute woman ran over with a worried look on her face and said using sign language.
"A person who comes to see me for medical treatment is nothing serious. You don't need to worry." Wanyang waved her hand to the mute mother, saying that she didn't need to worry too much.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Wanyang, the mute mother relaxed and returned to her seat to continue her sewing work.
After Jiang Nanxiao left the medical clinic, he did not go far immediately. Instead, he bought two bowls of noodles at a roadside shop.
He was indeed testing Wanyang just now to see if she was lying to him.
There was an inexplicable aura about him. Although Wanyang's diagnosis was correct, he still didn't believe that there was something controlling his thinking.