"Oh, gentlemen, please don't disturb my doctor from treating me. Your worries are pointless because I had the same treatment yesterday. The needle didn't hurt at all and I'll feel very comfortable later."

Kozlov turned around and warned the two men, saying that their voices were too loud and that they should not scare Dr. Shen.

“…”

"Okay, I'll shut up." Peter looked at Karl and said helplessly.

But the two of them looked at Shen Anan's actions more seriously.

"Thank you both for your cooperation. Believe me, I am a professional."

Shen Anan continued to insert the needles very quickly. In less than two minutes, all the needles were inserted.

"Okay, Professor Kozlov, everything else is the same as yesterday." Shen Anan reinstalled the other silver needles.

"Mihal, how do you feel? Is it really not painful?" Peter couldn't help but get close to Kozlov and asked.

This man was almost pricked like a hedgehog, which looked very scary, but he didn't react at all. Could he have been hit by some kind of oriental witchcraft?

Karl on the side also looked at Kozlov with curiosity. Is this treatment method true?

Kozlov glanced at the two of them, then stood up with a head full of silver needles and turned around gently: "I'm fine, better than ever."

After all, apart from the slight numbing feeling in his head, he didn't feel anything else.

"Well, maybe I can give it a try?"

Peter saw the calm look on Kozlov's face, which made him feel a little restless.

“Um…Doctor Shen, can I try?”

In the end, Peter couldn't help but look at Shen Anan and spoke.

"Peter? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Carl looked at the guy who had been opposing him in shock. Wasn't he afraid at all?

"Are you sure you want to try it?"

Shen Anan also looked at him curiously. Didn’t this man say before that he was killing people?

She looked like she was performing some evil spell, and she thought this person would dislike her or even be disgusted with her.

Peter pointed to his head and said, “Yes, Dr. Shen, you saw that I had the same troubles as Michal, so I thought I could give it a try. Michal’s expression made me believe that you are an amazing doctor.”

He felt that Michal was a more rigorous person than him, and he was willing to trust his judgment. Moreover, he really wanted to cure his baldness. After all, he was still young, he was less than 30 years old.

"Well, please sit here!"

Shen Anan motioned him to come to the table, and then took out a pulse pillow from the medical box.

"I've seen this. Do you Chinese doctors use this method to diagnose patients?" Peter asked in surprise, looking at Shen Anan's pulse pillow.

When he went to the hospital before, he unexpectedly saw a doctor using this thing to diagnose patients.

I didn't expect to be diagnosed this way.

Shen Anan raised her eyebrows: “This is how Chinese medicine in our country diagnoses and treats. I didn’t expect that Professor Peter knows more about our Xia country’s medical skills than Professor Kozlov.”

She was curious why this person had said before that she wanted to kill someone since he had seen Chinese medicine diagnosis and treatment?

"No, no, no, I haven't tried it. I just saw a doctor treating patients like this in the hospital, and I haven't seen acupuncture treatment like yours."

After Peter finished speaking, he walked forward and sat down, then tentatively reached out his hand and placed it on the pulse pillow. He remembered that the patient was like this.

"So that's how it is?" Shen Anan nodded, taking his pulse and introducing him to various treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine.

He was given a brief introduction to cupping, scraping, hot compress, and moxibustion. Peter nodded repeatedly, as if he had suddenly understood something.

After the man took the pulse of both hands, Shen Anan was silent for a while.

This man's hair loss is considered hereditary. After all, he has less hair but a thick beard, which is a typical symptom of hair loss in their country.

"Your condition is hereditary hair loss, which is a little different from Professor Kozlov's, but the treatment is the same. Are you sure you want to get it treated?"

Shen Anan looked at Peter to confirm.

The treatment plan she gave this person was still acupuncture. If this person changed his mind because he was afraid of the needle, that would be bad.

"Okay, I'm ready." Peter nodded. He was ready to take a gamble.

Shen Anan nodded: "Okay then."

After saying that, he took out the silver needle tube again and prepared for acupuncture. Seeing Shen Anan approaching him with the silver needle, Peter stepped back in fear and avoided Shen Anan's hand.

Shen Anan laughed directly: “Mr. Peter, are you sure you are not afraid?”

If you are not afraid, why would you retreat?

Peter took a few deep breaths and spread his hands: "Okay, I'm ready, really."

"Relax, it really won't hurt."

Shen Anan comforted him again and then accurately inserted a needle into the Baihui point on the top of his head.

"Eh~ It really doesn't hurt that much."

After feeling a slight tingling, he felt nothing else. Peter even moved his head slightly and finally felt relieved.

Not only him, but Karl who was watching him also continued to ask: "It really doesn't hurt?"

"It really doesn't hurt. I thought Michal was lying to me before." He looked at Carl and confirmed.

"Not only will it not hurt, but you'll also feel comfortable, as if you can feel how your brain is working." Kozlov replied with a smile.

He really liked this feeling, as if it had injected him with new energy and made him feel very comfortable.

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