Even though he offered Yue Junyao a weekly salary of 40,000 euros, Yang Bo felt no pressure at all. He arranged for people to boil the medicine, while he himself took Dr. Fang's medical book upstairs and read it.
Dr. Fang¡¯s medical books have been published in recent years. Many prescriptions have been revised. Some prescriptions are indeed effective after revision, but some prescriptions have weakened the efficacy!
Yang Bo flipped through the pages very quickly, sipping tea and reading at the same time, feeling quite happy and free.
In the afternoon, the bodyguards and translators returned from rest, and the pharmacy seemed much livelier.
Director Sharon brought the old man to the pharmacy again. This was the time they agreed on in the morning. It didn¡¯t take long to boil the medicine, and the preparations for massage and acupuncture were not very complicated, but Yang Bo deliberately arranged a later time!
Yang Bo wants to build a reputation as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor here, but there are many things that need to be grasped and the patients cannot find it too easy, which will make the patients feel that the money spent is not worth it.
Facing the high cost of treatment, the old man looked a little unhappy, but he still endured and restrained himself.
Yang Bo didn't pay attention. He arranged for someone to bring the prepared Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine had just been heated and was steaming. "Here, old man, drink the medicine while it's hot. It will be too bitter after it cools down!"
Sharon glanced at the medicine bowl and pointed behind him. The middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man came forward and started feeding him carefully.
The old man is getting older and his sense of taste is no longer so sensitive, but after feeding him the first mouthful, he couldn't help but spit it out.
The middle-aged woman was startled, quickly took some paper, helped wipe it, and comforted her in a low voice.
Sharon was a little helpless and had no choice but to ask Yang Bo: "Is the treatment dangerous?"
"Don't worry, it won't be dangerous. After all, it's not a surgery, and there is no dangerous process!" Yang Bo said.
Director Sharon hesitated a little, but didn¡¯t say much. He just nodded, his expression a little solemn.
???????????????? After a while, the old man finished drinking the Chinese medicine all night, his face looked bitter, as if he had drunk poison, because the Chinese medicine was too hot, and there was a faint sweat on the old man's forehead.
Yang Bo smiled and didn't care. He took Sharon and his son upstairs to the consultation room. He pointed towards the bed in the consultation room, "Take the old man to the bed and take off your shirt. I'll do it first." Give the old man acupuncture."
Sharon was not too surprised to see Yang Bo take out a set of silver needles. He seemed to have seen this kind of treatment before. However, when the old man was lying on the bed, he couldn't help but muttered something.
Director Sharon hesitated for a moment, then translated again, "My father asked you, why don't you use cupping? Acupuncture is useless. When he was young, he used acupuncture, but it didn't have much effect!"
Yang Bo smiled and said: "Whether it is useful or not cannot be said with your mouth. The old man might as well try my craft first!"
Yang Bo got this set of needles from Doctor Fang. Silver needles are very soft, so stainless steel needles are generally used now, but for Yang Bo, this is not a problem.
Holding the silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo pierced the old man's back one needle at a time.
The old man didn't feel anything at first, which made him a little disapproving. He felt that his son had been fooled. However, as Yang Bo inserted the silver needles one by one and manipulated them by twisting, lifting and inserting, the old man suddenly Eyes widened.
Half an hour later, Yang Bo finally took back all the silver needles. His forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had used great strength.
After receiving the silver needle, Yang Bo turned to look at Director Sharon and said, "Just come back tomorrow!"
Director Sharon looked at his father who was still lying on the bed, and he was a little doubtful about the effect of acupuncture, but he still nodded, "Okay, okay, I will bring him here on time tomorrow!"
Yang Bo nodded without saying much, as if he was extremely tired.
Yue Junyao stood aside and couldn't help but curl her lips. If others couldn't see it, how could she not see it? Yang Bo didn't expend much energy at all. He just used a small amount of spiritual power to perform the acupuncture. How could he be so tired?
Even in Yue Junyao¡¯s view, using acupuncture is completely unnecessary. Even if Yang Bo extends his palm and pours spiritual power directly, the effect will be better than this!
Director Sharon stepped forward and reached out to help his father up. Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes and waved his hand.
Director Sharon was a little stunned, wondering what was wrong with the old man.
Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands on the bed and sat up without any support. In fact, the old manPut your legs on the edge of the bed and stretch your feet to get out of the bed!
Sharon was startled and quickly stepped forward, reaching out to help the old man.
The old man waved his hand to refuse again. He tentatively stepped on the ground with his feet and stood tremblingly beside the bed.
Director Sharon¡¯s eyes widened. He stared at his father with surprise on his face. You know, since his father had a stroke, he had never stood up again. He didn¡¯t expect to stand up alone now. Could acupuncture really have such an effect?
Next, Sharon was surprised to see that the old man had put on his shoes and started walking forward slowly with a cane!
He is actually able to walk!
Sharon followed her father closely, fearing that his father would fall to the ground.
After walking around the room a few times, the old man slowly sat down, breathless from exhaustion.
Sharon breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Yang Bo, full of gratitude, "Thank you so much, Mr. Yang. Thank you so much. It was you who saved my father. Without you, he would never be able to walk again!" "
Yang Bo waved his hand, "Don't worry too much. The old man is too weak now, so don't let him walk too much. When my treatment is over, you can often accompany the old man for a walk, and his body will slowly recover." .¡±
Sharon said quickly: "The main reason is that Mr. Yang has great medical skills. I didn't expect that you can even treat strokes!"
Yang Bo smiled and said, "There is no disease that I can't treat. The difference is just in the price you pay."
Sharon nodded thoughtfully, but didn't say much.
The old man turned to look at Yang Bo, his attitude became much kinder, and he muttered a few words that Yang Bo couldn't understand, but Sha Long took the initiative to act as an interpreter.
"My father would like to express his gratitude to you for curing him. When he came here, he thought you might be a liar. He really didn't expect that your medical skills are so good!"
Yang Bo laughed and said, "It's just a small matter, no need to be too polite."
Sharon stared at Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, you are capable, but there are many people in the Gangluo family, so you still have to pay attention to safety sometimes!"
Yang Bo looked at the other party and asked with some surprise: "Have you received any news?"
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