Chapter 10 Dare to teach Zhuoma village chief to do things?
Yan Ning and Liu Cailing turned around quickly.
Lu Dong supported a beautiful woman and slowly walked out of the inner hall.
Although there was still no color on the beautiful woman's face, her eyes were like lightning, staring at Cheng Dahai.
Cheng Dahai didn't dare to look at him.
This beautiful woman is naturally the former village chief - Yan Zhuoma!
"Mom, you can walk again!"
Yan Ning was surprised and happy.
"Chief Zhuoma!"
Liu Cailing was also shocked.
Three years ago, Yan Zhuoma collapsed due to a stroke. Although she was rescued that time, her legs were paralyzed and she could no longer walk.
Now, Yan Zhuoma can actually walk?!
The faces of the villagers who cared about Yan Zhuoma were all full of surprises.
"Oh my god! The village chief of Zhuoma has stood up!"
"Is that little brother the doctor who performed acupuncture for the village chief of Dolma?"
"What a little miracle doctor!"
"Sister Cailing, this little miracle doctor must have been brought back by God to heal our village chief Zhuoma!"
…
Lu Dong, who had just been questioned by everyone, suddenly became a little miracle doctor.
Cheng Dahai frowned and looked at Yan Zhuoma.
Then, he glared fiercely at He Weiyi.
There is no such thing as a little miracle doctor!
The only possibility is that Yan Zhuoma's paralysis was cured by He Weiyi's three years of continuous treatment!
This guy was so confused that he diagnosed his recovery as critically ill, and said he probably wouldn't last an hour!
Damn, I told him that I must drag out Yan Zhuoma's illness without leaving any trace. What's going on?
He Weiyi would naturally not think that he had just made a wrong diagnosis.
He tilted his neck, unable to understand that Yan Zhuoma, who was dying just now, not only woke up, but was also able to get out of bed and walk!
If it wasn't broad daylight, he would have doubted whether the corpse had transformed!
Apart from this possibility, he could no longer think of other possibilities...
"Chief Zhuoma, it's great to see you stand up again. It seems that Dr. He's three years of hard work have indeed been in vain!"
Cheng Dahai squeezed out a fake smile and congratulated him, while passing the credit on He Weiyi.
He was in a very complicated mood at the moment. What else could he do? He had to pick up a handful of sand if he fell!
The villagers turned their heads to see what righteousness was.
I don't even know what to say.
"Shit! Just now He Weiyi swore that the village chief of Zhuoma must be sent to the hospital for surgery. If Xiaodong can use acupuncture to treat stroke, his name will be written upside down!"
Liu Cailing can't let He Weiyi take away this credit.
He Weiyi's face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't even know what to say.
The villagers looked at Liu Cailing again, and finally at Yan Zhuoma and Lu Dong.
Lu Dong said nothing, as if he didn't care who took the credit.
Yan Ning ran up to Yan Zhuoma, glanced at Lu Dong gratefully, and then ran to the other side to help her mother.
Yan Zhuoma smiled and stretched out her hand to touch her children's heads.
Yan Zhuoma is 38 years old, but her hands are as delicate as a girl's.
Not only her hands, but the skin on her body also maintained elasticity and luster. She didn't look like a 38-year-old middle-aged woman at all, but rather like a young woman in her late twenties.
The villagers didn't care who took the credit for the time being. They all wanted to run into the hall and say something to Yan Zhuoma at close range.
Lu Dong raised his hand to signal the villagers to stop.
Then, he said to Yan Zhuoma: "Okay, you should go back and have a good rest."
All the villagers were stunned.
What?
Even if this guy teaches us how to do things, he actually dares to teach the village chief Zhuoma how to do things?!
Yan Zhuoma also seemed stunned. She turned to look at Lu Dong.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Didn't you just say that you came out to say a word and then go back to rest."
Lu Dong looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and suddenly felt a little frightened.
When she was in the inner room, she looked like a young woman, but after she came out, her whole aura seemed completely different.
Suddenly, Yan Zhuoma smiled.
"Okay, okay, you are a doctor, I listen to you!"
Yan Zhuoma’s smile is very beautiful.
It can never be said that the charm is still there, because describing it this way makes you look older.
"Let's all disperse!"
Yan Zhuoma waved to the people outside, then turned and walked towards the inner hall.
The villagers stood there, craning their necks to watch Yan Zhuoma enter the inner hall. The figure disappeared completely, and then dispersed happily.
Although neither Yan Zhuoma nor Lu Dong defended the treatment, from the simple conversation between the two, the villagers had already concluded that it was the little miracle doctor who cured Yan Zhuoma, not He Weiyi... No,
It should be righteousness!
Cheng Dahai and others stood there stupidly, feeling like they were completely ignored.
"Dad, is that woman Yan Zhuoma really..."
Before Cheng Tianbiao finished speaking, he was stopped by Cheng Dahai's angry eyes.
"Let's talk about it when we get back!"
Cheng Dahai scolded in a low voice.
He glanced again at the direction Yan Zhuoma left, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
He Weiyi, Cheng Tianbiao, Cheng Tianlong and a few losers quickly followed...
"Dr. Lu, how is my mother's condition?"
Yan Ning helped Yan Zhuoma to the bed and asked Lu Dong eagerly.
"How...how do you say this?"
Lu Dong scratched his head.
After acupuncture and massage, the black gas in Yan Zhuoma's head was cleared, but the gray gas in her body was not cleared yet.
Yan Zhuoma has been suffering from the disease for more than ten years, including permanent atrial fibrillation, refractory hypertension, genotype-variant hyperlipidemia...all are strange and stubborn diseases.
Removing the black air only greatly alleviated the symptoms of the two strokes. I was able to walk again and my physical condition also improved.
However, if you want to achieve a complete cure, you cannot achieve it only through Taiyi acupuncture and Taiyi fingering.
"It still needs the assistance of some medicinal materials, as well as acupuncture and massage. I can't determine when it will be cured."
Lu Dong couldn't talk about absorbing disease energy, so he could only express it in normal terms.
"Can it be cured? Great!"
Yan Ning excitedly held Lu Dong's hand.
Yan Ning's hands are so soft, and the fragrance on her body smells very comfortable.
Lu Dong laughed and let Yan Ning hold his hand and shake it up and down.
Liu Cailing looked on and frowned.
Yan Zhuoma was half lying on the bed, watching, and smiled.
Finally, Yan Ning found herself holding Lu Dong's hand and quickly let go, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited..."
"fine."
Lu Dong smiled.
"Sister Cailing, did you bring this miracle doctor Lu to our village just to treat my mother?"
Yan Ning looked at Liu Cailing gratefully.
Liu Cailing did not answer, but looked at Lu Dong and blinked her big eyes.
Lu Dong only said that he was looking for someone in the village, but she didn’t know who he was looking for specifically!
"Is the person you are looking for Dolma?"
Liu Cailing asked unexpectedly.
When Yan Ning and Yan Zhuoma heard Liu Cailing's question, they couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.
Lu Dong shook his head, and then said: "Don't disturb the patient's rest. Let's go outside first."
"Okay, please wait!"
Yan Ning leaned forward on the bed, carefully supported Yan Zhuoma, and said, "Mother, help you lie down."
Yan Zhuoma said: "No need to support me. I am much better now and can lie down on my own."
Yan Ning still carefully helped Yan Zhuoma lie down and covered her with a quilt.
Lu Dong thought for a moment and said, "You guys go out first. I have some precautions related to treatment that I need to inform the patient in advance."
Although Yan Ning and Liu Cailing were confused, they still walked out.
Only Lu Dong and Yan Zhuoma were left in the room.
"Sister Yan... there is something I need to tell you in advance."
Looking at Yan Zhuoma's young appearance, Lu Dong really couldn't call her Aunt Yan.
"Please tell me."
Yan Zhuoma smiled.
At this time, she completely lost the aura she had just outside.
"The subsequent acupuncture and massage involve acupuncture points all over the body, so..."
Lu Dong suddenly felt embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
He glanced at the bulge of the quilt on Yan Zhuoma's body.