Chapter 1002 Treating the Old Man

Fu Nanli whispered to Wen Qiao about the situation at Zhou Jin's side. Wen Qiao understood: "It doesn't matter, just take your time."

Fu Nanli's face suddenly became stagnant. He held Wen Qiao's hand and said, "Since my blood can relieve your symptoms, should I directly transfuse my blood to you..."

Wen Qiao immediately denied: "It's useless, and it's useless to give me your blood."

She answered too eagerly, and her eyes even flickered.

Fu Nanli knew that this method was feasible.

But seeing how flustered she was, probably... she could only save one.

He reached out and pulled the person in: "We don't need to do that unless it is a last resort. Zhou Jin is studying it. You said your uncle is also studying it. I will do everything I can to find a way to save you."

Wen Qiao shook his hand: "Yes."

Number Three just looked at them.

Wen Qiao stayed in Fu Nanli's arms for a while and calmed down: "I have to see No. 3's reaction."

Fu Nanli:......

One day, he's going to dismantle this damn robot.

Therefore, Mr. Fu could only sit on the sofa nearby seemingly calmly, watching his girlfriend's fingers fall on the robot's wrist, and she was checking the pulse.

Even the slightest touch of someone else's skin can set him on fire.

Wen Qiao closed his eyes slightly, feeling his pulse, and finally let go of his hand: "The situation has improved a lot, the blood pressure has slowly dropped, and the cerebral infarction has also improved."

Fu Nanli comforted himself. Although the robot looked about the same age as him, he had rheumatism, cerebral infarction, high blood pressure, and some other incurable diseases.

Therefore, there is no need for him to be envious, let alone a patient.

No. 3:……

Master, there is no need to set up so many diseases for me.

Half an hour later, Wen Qiao put away all the needles in No. 3's abdomen and turned to look at Fu Nanli: "How about you tell your grandpa and see if he wants me to show him."

Fu Nanli: "Okay, I will talk to him."

Wen Qiao sterilized the silver needles, put them into the needle bag, and lowered his eyes: "Will the old man look disgusted?"

Fu Nanli rubbed her head: "Then he will miss a famous doctor."

Wen Qiao: "What kind of famous doctor am I?"

"Grandma's rheumatism has been greatly improved because of your treatment, which is obvious to all."

So, Fu Nanli returned to the Fu family mansion and told the old man about it. Fu Huaiyong was stunned for a moment, and then hummed: "That girl doesn't even have a medical license."

"She took the exam and got it."

She is always working hard silently.

Fu Huaiyong was suffocated, "You didn't pay her to live, right?"

Is it so easy to get a medical license?

Fu Nanli's face darkened: "Grandpa, what do you mean?"

"She has only been practicing acupuncture for a long time. Is it so easy to get a medical license?"

"Grandpa, doesn't he know how high her IQ is? That girl has an eye for ten lines and a photographic memory. It's just a test. She passed it without even preparing seriously."

Fu Huaiyong chuckled: "When it comes to praising that girl, you always spare no effort."

Fu Nanli took a sip of coffee: "Seeing that you are so picky about her, I guess grandpa doesn't want her to do acupuncture for you, so I'm talking too much."

After saying that, he got up and went upstairs.

The old man hesitated to speak, and he was duplicitous, but he could not get off the stage because of his dignity, so he could not stop his grandson.