Xu Chen glanced at the nurse who stood motionless and the thin, pale old man on the bed, then stepped back and watched Han Ying act.
Han Ying took out her silver needles, placed them aside, reached out and touched the old man's hand, and examined the old man's inner self.
"So, are you confident?"
"Yes." Han Ying took out silver needles, lifted the quilt and the old man's clothes, and began to insert needles, continuously transmitting spiritual energy through the silver needles. Xu Chen observed his technique while memorizing the acupoints.
More than two hours later, Han Ying wiped the sweat from her forehead and said wearily, "Okay, the initial treatment is complete."
"In your estimation, how many more treatments like this will it take for the elderly person to recover?"
"It should be done every three days, and it should get better in about a month. The rest depends on the elderly person's own rest."
"Thanks for your hard work."
The two walked out of the ward. Han Ying regained her mobility as a nurse. Xu Chen said to the nurse, "Here is a thousand yuan. I have something to do with a friend later. Please keep an eye on it, old lady. I will give you the remaining two thousand when I get back."
The nurse held the money, feeling dizzy. After a moment of processing, she nodded repeatedly.
"Let's go, let's go have a drink first."
Downstairs at the hospital, Xu Chen took Han Ying to his car and drove to Chen Yunhai's bar.
"Come in, you're hundreds of years old, why are you still shy?"
Han Ying smiled shyly and followed Xu Chen inside.
"Yunhai!" Xu Chen spotted Chen Yunhai at a glance. There were three uneasy female college students in the booth. Although they were not professionals in this field, the price of 20,000 yuan for one night was really tempting.
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