The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 911 - 911: Side Story, Wu Ju 12



Chapter 911 - 911: Side Story, Wu Ju 12

Chapter 911 - 911: Side Story, Wu Ju 12

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Xiao Lin pursed her lips and said, “Sister Qin, how can you believe a monk who doesn’t even have a doctor’s license? You’re already so old. How can you be pregnant? If you were really that lucky, you would have been pregnant when you were young.”

Sister Qin frowned, feeling very uncomfortable. Even if she no longer cared about having a child, if there was such a possibility, it would be a gift from the heavens to her. Any possibility was a big deal.

“Sister Qin, don’t worry. The anti-inflammatory medicine doesn’t explicitly say that pregnant women can’t take it. Your appetite has indeed been bad recently.

1 think what this old master said makes sense. We’ve never met him, but his diagnosis of us is very accurate.”

The nurse sitting beside Xiao Lin said. She smiled at Wu Ju and said shyly, “Master, how can my illness be treated? 1 took a lot of medicine, but every winter, my entire body is as cold as ice. It’s especially uncomfortable.”

Sister Qin was still in a dilemma. She was skeptical of what Wu Ju had said and did not know if she should believe him.

Xiao Lin sneered. “Wang Fang, your illness can even be treated by many Chinese doctors in our hospital. Do you expect a monk to treat you?”

Wang Fang did not like Xiao Lin’s tone and the fact that she kept targeting Wu Ju. “1 think what he said makes sense. There are many people in the world. Who knows?”

Xiao Lin sneered.” Be careful not to be cheated of your money.”

After saying that, Xiao Lin glared at Wu Ju. It was all this old thing’s fault.

Jiang Tongtong couldn’t help but say, “Master Lu is not a liar. Previously, I was depressed and short of breath. It was Master Lu who brought me herbs and cured me. 1 think the effect is very good.”

For some reason, Jiang Tongtong did not want this nurse to say anything bad about Wu Ju.

Wu Ju glanced at Jiang Tongtong. She was a good girl and valued people she trusted more.

Wu Ju looked at Wang Fang as if he did not take Lin’s mockery to heart. He said, “Give me your hand. 1’11 give you two needles.”

Xiao Lin pursed his lips and did not speak.

Xiao Lin sneered. She said disdainfully, “I’m afraid this old master doesn’t even know what disinfection is. Who knows if the needles are infected with bacteria.”

Wang Fang looked at Wu Ju. She was naturally worried and regretted saying that. When Wu Ju wanted to give her acupuncture, she could not even refuse. However, when she looked into Wu Ju’s eyes, she felt that everything she was worried about had been seen through. Her intuition told her that she could trust this old master.

Wang Fang reached out her hand. “Master, 1 believe you.”

Xiao Lin’s expression froze. Sister Qin was also a little surprised, but she was also looking forward to it.

If Wu Ju could prove that he was capable, did that mean that her pregnancy was also true?

Wu Ju took out a cloth bag from the inner pocket of his clothes and unfolded it. Inside was a row of silver needles. Zhang Pan immediately gave it a close-up.

There were about 40 to 50 silver needles of different lengths.

In the live-streaming room, doctors immediately started talking.

Doctor Sun from the People’s Hospital said, “This old master’s silver needles are very standard and well maintained. Every time after they are used, they will be disinfected. He is a hidden master.”

Zhang Pan looked at the silver needles and recalled how decisive Wu Ju was when he inserted the needles into Li Fuliu. He was also a little curious.

Wu Ju had already begun to perform acupuncture on Wang Fang. He held her hand and started to perform acupuncture on her wrist. His expression was calm.

Wu Ju said calmly, “Do you feel a warmth slowly rising? Tell me when it reaches your shoulder.”

Wang Fang closed her eyes and sensed seriously.

Xiao Lin turned around and sneered at Sister Qin. “Does he think he’s a god? Even the old doctors in our Chinese Medical Hospital are not so arrogant.”

Sister Qin subconsciously covered her mouth and nose. She ignored Xiao Lin and looked at Wu Ju seriously. She subconsciously covered her mouth and nose, clearly feeling that Xiao Lin’s mouth was stinky.

Xiao Lin closed her mouth with an ugly expression.

The live-streaming room was filled with mockery. Zhang Pan couldn’t help but laugh.

The director also instructed him to record the acupuncture process in close-up and focus on Wang Fang’s expression.

Three minutes later, Wang Fang was stunned for a moment. She seemed to be in disbelief. She opened her eyes and was a little excited. “I… 1 feel that my arm is warm.”

Zhang Pan pointed the camera at Wu Ju. Wu Ju’s expression was calm, as if this was what he had expected. He had already taken out the second silver needle.

When Wang Fang spoke, he stabbed again. “When your right hand is warm, tell me again.”

Wang Fang’s reaction made Sister Qin a little excited, but Xiao Lin looked like she had seen a ghost.

They even forgot that there was a camera.

Jiang Tongtong looked at Wu Ju with admiration and sparkling eyes.

After another five minutes, Wang Fang said excitedly, “It’s getting warmer. My right hand is getting warmer too.”

The third needle stabbed into Wang Fang’s palm and blood came out.

Xiao Lin screamed excitedly, “It’s bleeding, it’s bleeding. He doesn’t know how to do it at all. He’s harming Wang Fang.”

Wang Fang rolled her eyes at Xiao Lin. “What do you know? I’m the one being treated. No one knows better than me how it feels. I can’t even describe how comfortable 1 feel now..”


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