Scholar's cute wife is a genius doctor

Chapter 57 Treating Legs
Jiang Yi smiled, "Grandpa Dean said, even if it can't be cured, I will do my best."

She didn't dare to make a promise, but she could easily sell Dean He a favor.

"Also, with all due respect, Mr. Fang's physical condition may not last half a year. How about treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor?"

"What did you say!" Dr. Jin looked angry, but Uncle Fang raised his hand to interrupt her, his sharp eyes fixed on Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's smile didn't change, and she met his gaze directly, "Old Mr. Fang is so indifferent to life and death, are you afraid of being hit again?"

A few seconds later, Uncle Fang Zheng laughed loudly, "I have seen dozens of famous doctors at home and abroad in the past six months, and my ears are calloused when they say that I won't make it to the end of the year. It doesn't hurt to hear it again!"

After finishing speaking, he signaled Dr. Jin to roll up his trousers for him. Although Dr. Jin followed suit, he still gave Jiang Yi a glare.

Jiang Yi didn't take it seriously, her eyes fell on Fang Zhengbo's lap.

These are not the legs of a grown man at all!
The barren legs of a child are hanging on the side of the wheelchair. Apart from the bones, it seems that there is only a piece of skin left on the two legs, which makes the protruding veins on the instep and the leg shaft even more terrifying!

No wonder the sickness on his legs is so strong. To this extent, he must be in pain day and night. He can still be so calm. This Fang Zhengbo is also a character!
"How?" Uncle Fang Zheng relaxed a lot when he saw that she did not show any expressions of fear or disgust.

"Try and talk." Jiang Yi does not do things that are not sure, she intends to form a good relationship, but she must first find out his physical condition.

Dr. Jin moved the stool next to him, spread the soft cushions that he brought with him, and then gently supported his legs on it, then looked at Jiang Yi, swallowed the harsh words back abruptly, and said: "Mr. Fang Your leg hurts badly, so be careful."

Jiang Yi didn't take it seriously, and tapped several acupuncture points on Fang Zhengbo's legs with both hands, injecting spiritual power into them while pressing lightly.

As soon as it started, Mr. Fang couldn't help but look at her in shock, there was a warm current flowing from her hands into his legs!

And with this warmth, his original needle-like pain was immediately relieved a lot!

"Is it effective?" Dean He asked nervously.

Fang Zhengbo nodded happily, and Dean He immediately stared at Jiang Yi's hands, trying to find out some tricks, but no matter how he looked at it, he was pressing the acupuncture points normally.

The afternoon sun was just right, and warm light shone into the office through the window. No one spoke in the room, and everyone's eyes were on Jiang Yi, watching her slender fingers move.

But Jiang Yi focused on her expression and didn't care about other people's eyes at all. While treating her legs, she checked Fang Zhengbo's body. As expected, his internal organs were exhausted very badly. Comforting people, if this state of inability to sleep continues, it will last up to three months.

After more than ten minutes, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up to wash her hands, and when she turned around, she found that Dean He and the others were looking at her eagerly without looking away.

She smiled and said, "One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

"The good news is that Mr. Fang will definitely have a New Year's Eve dinner this year."

"But Mr. Fang's organ failure is severe. Even if I try my best to treat him, it can only be delayed for a few years."

The human body is like a complete vessel, once it is broken or damaged, it will never return to its original state no matter how repaired it is.

Uncle Fang Zheng was not disappointed. Getting a guarantee for several years was far beyond his expectations. Every doctor he had seen said that he would not last until the end of the year, and he was prepared to die in winter. Not to mention a few years, even a year and a half is a great gift to him!

"Master Jiang, I don't know the consultation fee..." He unconsciously changed his address.

(End of this chapter)