Chapter 1005 Bleeding

The acupuncture took a long time, because the Baihui point was on the head, so it should not be taken lightly. The old man never liked the air conditioner to be set too low, and sweat would fall from Wen Qiao's forehead from time to time.

Fu Nanli stood aside with a handkerchief, just like a nurse in the operating room who wiped sweat from the attending doctor, helping her wipe the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Finally, the last silver needle was inserted in, and Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

all the best.

Qiu Ya downstairs was in agony. She even secretly hoped that something would happen to the old man, and that Wen Qiao would be in bad luck.

She listened carefully to every move upstairs, and whenever there was any sound, she excitedly said to the servant: "Let me go up and take a look."

Qin Bei said coldly: "Miss Wen is up there. You are not a doctor, so there is no point in going up there."

After half an hour of this, Qiu Ya heard a sudden voice from above: "Oh, this... what is going on?"

A panicked voice came.

Qiu Ya took advantage of Qin Bei's lack of attention, pushed him away, and rushed upstairs.

He deserves it. Is Wen Qiao overturned?

She couldn't hold back her joy and rushed directly to Mr. Fu's room. She saw Uncle Li shaking with fear, saw Fu Nanli's solemn expression, and saw the panic flashing in the old man's eyes. She covered her expression and said with concern: "Grandpa Fu, are you okay? ?”

Wen Qiao held down the old man's hand: "Don't move."

When Qiu Ya saw the blood pouring from the old man's forehead, she was so frightened that she screamed: "What...what is going on?"

After saying that, he wanted to step forward and pull Wen Qiao's arm, but Fu Nanli stopped him.

Qiu Ya gritted her teeth and said: "Wen Qiao, if your medical skills are not up to this level, why don't you try to force me? Are you using Grandpa Fu as your test subject? Look at the good things you have done."

Wen Qiao said coldly: "Qin Bei, take her out."

Qiu Ya pushed Qin Bei away, who was chasing after her. "Fu Nanli, are you crazy? Are you just watching Wen Qiao do this to your grandfather? Grandpa Fu, please tell her to stop, something will happen if this continues."

Wen Qiao said coldly: "Qin Bei... we can't let her go out and just shut up."

Qiu Ya was dragged directly to the door by Qin Bei, and her mouth was covered.

Mr. Fu wanted to struggle to sit up, but Wen Qiao held his shoulders: "Don't move."

Mr. Fu was actually swayed by her aura.

Wen Qiao looked at the watch on his wrist. When the second hand pointed to twelve, his slender fingers immediately reached to the Baihui point, pulled out the silver needles, and then pulled them out one by one. Finally, he raised his hand. Fu Nanli seemed to understand and handed over a piece. Clean handkerchief.

Wen Qiao slowly wiped away the blood on the old man's temples.

Only then did Fu Huaiyong sit up, with a cold expression on his face and a bit frustrated: "Is there something wrong?"

Wen Qiao put the silver needle into the needle bag and glanced at him: "If something goes wrong, can you still speak?"

Fu Huaiyong turned to Fu Nanli: "Are you just going to watch your grandfather bleed?"

Fu Nanli: "I believe she is measured."

"What's the point?"

Wen Qiao wiped his hands with a disinfectant tissue: "So Grandpa Fu, how do you feel now?"

Fu Huaiyong was worried just now, but now he realized that... his head didn't hurt so much anymore.

My head felt heavy downstairs just now, but now my whole body feels relaxed, clear and clear, and my whole body feels comfortable.

This feeling has been long gone.

Fu Nanli was a little worried: "Grandpa, what do you think?"