"Gensheng, are you willing to treat Master He?" Li Shiyu's eyes sparkled. As long as Wang Gensheng is willing to take action, there will definitely be a good ending.
A few years ago, Li Shiyu sought fortune-telling from an expert.
The master just gave her a tortoise shell, and Li Shiyu already knew the words on the tortoise shell by heart: If you want to be light-hearted, you must not be Wang Gensheng.
"Gensheng, I will definitely repay you well." Seeing that Wang Gensheng had not yet given a definite answer, Li Shiyu quickly added.
"Sister Shiyu, don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you, I'm helping me." Wang Gensheng looked disapproving and his voice was calm.
Li Shiyu was stunned for a moment. Isn't Wang Gensheng helping himself?
"Sister Shiyu, your hotel does not have a chef, which must be your weakness. If you ask me to replace you one day, should I go or not?
It's better to cure Master He's disease now. If he takes charge alone, he will naturally not cause trouble for me." Wang Gensheng smiled slyly, but he was also extremely chic.
He Dawei looked at Wang Gensheng questioningly. This man was only twenty years old. How could he have such great confidence?
"Master He, don't look at me. Although your tongue is not big, the treatment process is not small, and it is very painful. You must be mentally prepared." Wang Gensheng said in a deep voice.
He Dawei smiled faintly: "If you lose your sense of taste and can't taste the delicious food in the world, you are like a walking corpse. As long as you can be cured, what does it matter if you suffer a little?"
"Just what you said, I should treat you. If you don't eat the delicacies of the world, what's the point of living? Hahaha." Wang Gensheng laughed.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Gensheng's treatment began.
He Dawei was lying on the desk in the conference room, tied up with a rope.
His eyes were covered with two layers of black cloth to block the dazzling lights above his head.
His mouth was opened by a prop, and one of his tongues was taken out by Wang Gensheng with tweezers.
In order to prevent any implication, Wang Gensheng sprayed perfume in He Dawei's mouth.
Several people were watching, all terrified. They didn't know how to treat Wang Gensheng.
"Gensheng, don't you use anesthetic?" Li Shiyu asked weakly, looking like this frightened her.
"I have no sense of taste in the first place. If I use anesthetics, wouldn't it numb the sensitive nerves even more?" Wang Gensheng replied coldly.
I saw Wang Gensheng holding a silver needle in his hand. The silver needle glowed silver under the incandescent lamp.
When the first silver needle went down, He Dawei's body trembled.
Immediately afterwards, there was the second one, the third one...
No one knows how He Dawei feels now.
His body was shaking violently, but because the rope was tied so tightly, he just couldn't break free.
A tongue covered with silver needles looked like a cactus, which looked creepy.
He Dawei passed out due to severe pain.
The faces of the people next to him turned pale. Wang Gensheng was not treating a disease, it was simply killing people.
Occasionally when he woke up, the sweat on He Dawei's body poured out like rain, instantly soaking his clothes.
The operation lasted for more than two hours, and He Dawei felt like he had experienced a purgatory on earth.
"Please, don't, don't treat me." He Dawei shouted subconsciously, his voice was so weak.
An Xiaojing couldn't stand Li Wanru and Li Shiyu, and even turned her head away from looking at them.
I have never seen medical treatment be so torturous. Before the disease is cured, I am afraid that the person has already been cured to death.
After getting the last injection, Wang Gensheng looked at everyone and couldn't help but smile: "If you don't endure the bitterness, you won't know the sweetness."
"Wang Gensheng, he has endured all kinds of hardships to become a master, okay?" An Xiaojing couldn't help but want to laugh at how Wang Gensheng changed his famous quotes so casually.
"I'm talking about Master He. He must endure this hardship before he can taste the sweetness in the future." Wang Gensheng said disapprovingly.
In fact, this bit of suffering is nothing at all.
When I was learning martial arts in the mountains, it was common for Sanjiutian to stand naked in the snow and practice martial arts. That feeling is still fresh in my memory.
Another half hour passed, and Wang Gensheng took out the silver needles one by one and threw them into a tray.
There was blood on the silver needle, which looked scary.
After taking out the silver needle, Wang Gensheng asked the two men brought by Li Shiyu to untie the rope and help He Dawei up.
At this moment, He Dawei seemed to have climbed out of the water, and his whole body was already soaked.
His cheeks were extremely sore, but his tongue was numb and had no feeling at all.
"Master He, how are you feeling now?" Li Shiyu asked with concern.
"Shiyu, if I had known this, I really shouldn't have come. There are only four words to describe it, that is, life is worse than death." He Dawei sighed and smiled bitterly.
What kind of miracle doctor is this? He is just a village man who cares about human life!
"Gensheng, you, you..." Li Shiyu said halfway, but those words were so disappointing that he couldn't continue.
"Sister Shiyu, let Master He rest for a while. I will prepare him a dose of medicine to relieve the pain." Wang Gensheng looked calm. He also knew that He Dawei was in severe pain now.
Now that things have come to this, everyone has no choice but to do this. It feels like they have boarded the pirate ship, and it is not that easy to get off.
Not long after, Wang Gensheng brought a teacup.
I don’t know what kind of medicine is in it. Wang Gensheng’s face is expressionless, looking unfathomable.
He Dawei reluctantly took the tea cup, gritted his teeth and drank it. After taking a sip, he spit it out: "Wang Gensheng, you want to torture me to death!"
Wang Gensheng looked at He Dawei with a playful expression: "Master He, what did you just say?"
He Dawei instantly forgot the pain in his cheek, although his mouth was still so bitter.
But with a smile on his face, he picked up the tea cup and drank a few more sips.
"Bitter, bitter and refreshing, hahaha..." He Dawei laughed desolately, with a lot of sadness mixed into it.
"Master He, has your sense of taste improved?" Li Shiyu looked at He Dawei in surprise. Isn't this too surprising?
He Dawei seemed to suddenly realize it, touching his head: "It seems to be true!"
Li Wanru went to make a glass of honey water with He Dawei and handed it to He Dawei.
He Dawei drank the honey water with a bright spring face: "Oh, it's so sweet. This is the first time I've felt sweetness in several years!"
Everyone was completely impressed by Wang Gensheng. With only dozens of silver needles, Wang Gensheng cured He Dawei's incurable disease.
This is definitely a miracle, and it can even be recorded in the annals of history and spread for hundreds or thousands of years.
Outside, two men had loaded dozens of boxes of mountain mushrooms into the truck, and Li Shiyu would return to the city with them.
Li Wanru looked at Wang Gensheng and smiled a little lonely: "Gensheng, go see off Manager Li!"
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