Chapter 1003 What Attitude?
Even Uncle Li was adding fuel to the fire: "I heard from the housekeeper at Yuannan Mansion that the old lady's health has been much better recently, and her rheumatism has been mostly cured. It's all thanks to that child Xiao Wen. It's amazing. I gave the old lady a lot of help before." The person who treated the disease, Zhang Qianshan, was considered a very famous Chinese medicine practitioner in our country, but he could not compare to a young girl in her early twenties. "
Fu Huaiyong looked at him coldly, and Uncle Li quickly smiled and said, "How about I go and tell the young master and ask Xiao Wen to come over and show you?"
Uncle Li has taken care of the old man for decades, but he knows very well what kind of temper this old man is.
The old man still said he didn't need it.
Uncle Li still went up and spoke to Fu Nanli and asked him to bring the person over.
Of course Fu Nanli would bring Wen Qiao here. The old man made him uncomfortable in many ways. After all, he was still his biological grandfather. His father died young and he didn't have many close relatives. He wouldn't care so much if he could make the old man healthier.
So the next day, Fu Nanli brought Wen Qiao over.
Well, Qiu Ya is here too.
When she saw Wen Qiao coming, Qiu Ya was sitting dignifiedly and making tea.
Doesn't she want to learn some other craft? She also wanted to learn massage and acupuncture, but she had already hired the best master. The master told her that if she wanted to learn it, it would take less than ten or eight years. It would be impossible and she would have to take exams.
The most important thing is that she doesn't have that kind of talent.
She is not Wen Qiao. She studied art and switched to Chinese medicine without any effort.
So, she could only make tea.
Fu Huaiyong glanced at Wen Qiao and said mercilessly: "Did you really cure Nan Li's grandma's rheumatism?"
Wen Qiao said calmly: "It's not completely healed yet, but in another half a year, I can minimize the old lady's pain."
Qiu Ya: "Can't it be completely cured?"
"cannot."
Qiu Ya's smile was a little sarcastic, and she thought to herself, I thought you were so capable, but it's not impossible to cure it.
Fu Huaiyong said: "You are a monk halfway and you come to treat me. How brave do you have..."
Wen Qiao paused while holding the needle bag, then turned to look at Fu Nanli with a somewhat aggrieved expression.
He whispered: "Brother, that's not what you said when you asked me to come. You said that your grandfather has changed his attitude towards me a lot. Why is it still the same attitude now?"
Fu Nanli hugged her waist and said softly: "Don't wrong yourself, just say whatever you want."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't believe in my acupuncture skills, then I'll leave right now."
Fu Huaiyong choked and turned livid with anger, "What is your attitude?"
After speaking, he looked at Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli didn't say a word, Wen Qiao said calmly: "With this attitude, old man, if you are willing to let me try, don't say sour words. I don't pay for the consultation, and I won't get any benefit from you. I will treat it for you." I have no interest in being abused if I have to be squeezed by you."
Fu Huaiyong stretched out his hand to press his forehead, Qiu Ya said quickly: "Grandpa Fu, are you okay?"
Then he looked at Wen Qiao: "How could you talk to Grandpa Fu like that? Moreover, Grandpa Fu also has high blood pressure and cerebral infarction. You can make her angry..."
"I'm just telling the truth."
Qiu Ya is worried on her face, but she is cold in her heart. You idiot, you can't say anything nice. Even if you really cure Grandpa Fu's disease, don't expect Grandpa Fu to like you.
Suddenly, her fear of Wen Qiao was reduced by half.