Her old face flushed and she glared at Chen He: "Turn around!"
It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.
Chen He didn't turn around, but Meng Shan covered Su Xi's eyes and said, "Baby, come on, I'll go with you to read a book."
Mengshan took Su Xi to the east side of the first floor, where there was a study lounge specially prepared for guests.
"Aunt Su, take a look at Mr. Song's condition. Is it serious?"
"He was fine, why did he faint?" Ma Kai frowned. He said, "I ran to the roof and saw Mr. Song lying on the ground convulsing."
"Within a few seconds, the person was gone."
Ma Kai was worried that Song Jingcheng was going to die.
Now that the whereabouts of the genius doctor Su Miao have been discovered, Mr. Song cannot afford to collapse at this time.
"Don't make noise." Su Jin said.
Ma Kai quickly shut up.
Su Jin took Song Jingcheng's pulse, then lifted his eyelids to observe, and finally put his fingers next to Song Jingcheng's neck to feel it carefully.
When it was over, she said, "I was so angry that I fainted."
Su Jin glared at Chen He in condemnation and scolded her: "Why are you so angry at him? He's just a porcelain doll, a medicine jar, you can't get angry or hit him."
"Mr. Song is a very important person. If he gets pissed off to death, it's not something that can be settled by paying him 80,000 yuan."
"If you have the ability, go and piss that little bastard from the Mu family off to death!"
Chen He actually wanted to.
But Mu Tingyun doesn't love her.
Mu Tingyun doesn't love her, so no matter how she stirs up trouble, she can live a good life.
And Song Jingcheng...
Chen He looked at Song Jingcheng with complicated eyes.
Could it be that this medicine jar is really attracted to her?
"Aunt Su, can you wake up our husband?" Jiuxing Park is some distance away from the hospital. It would be best if Su Jin could wake up Song Jingcheng first.
"You're looking down on me." Su Jin asked Ma Kai, "Do you have acupuncture needles at home? If you do, bring them over. If not, I'll use my own."
But rich people are more particular.
Even though her needles had been carefully sterilized, Ma Kai was still not confident in letting her use them on Song Jingcheng.
"have!"
Ma Kai quickly ran to the second floor and took out several brands of acupuncture needles.
Su Jin took out a long needle, asked Ma Kai to help Song Jingcheng stand up, and then inserted the needle directly into the back of Song Jingcheng's head.
Su Jin easily inserted such a long needle.
Chen He's eyelids twitched as she watched, and Aunt Qin was so scared that she hid in the kitchen and took a peek.
Ma Kai was not surprised.
Su Jin took out another bloodletting needle and bled Song Jingcheng's ten fingers.
Ma Kai, who was always paying attention to Song Jingcheng's reaction, said happily: "He's awake! Mr. Song is really awake!"
"Tell him to stay still."
Ma Kai quickly grabbed Song Jingcheng and used the same strength he used to hold him down to kill the New Year pig during the Spring Festival.
"Mr. Song, please don't move. There's a needle stuck in the back of your head."
Song Jingcheng didn't move. He looked closely and found that it was Su Jin who was giving him the acupuncture. He felt complicated and sincerely thanked her, "Ms. Su, thank you."
Su Jin took back the needle, stared at Song Jingcheng for a moment, and suddenly asked him, "How many years have you been suffering from this disease?"
Song Jingcheng didn't dare to hide anything and answered honestly: "Almost five years."
"Five years."
Su Jin said thoughtfully, "It's been so long."
She carefully observed Song Jingcheng's skin color and eye color, and asked, "Were your eyes this dark before?"
Song Jingcheng shook his head slightly, "No, I have brown eyes."
But his pupils were now as black as the night.
Su Jin asked again: "Are you afraid of the cold?"
Song Jingcheng nodded.
"A lot of nightmares?"
Song Jingcheng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "There's not a single night that isn't disturbed by nightmares."
Su Jin asked a few more strange, yet very personal questions. Song Jingcheng didn't show any impatience and answered each question seriously.
Are you kidding? How could he not take it seriously when the genius doctor Su Miao personally examined him?
Ma Kai stood aside and the more he listened, the more he felt that Aunt Su's medical consultation was very unique. She looked like a hermit.
Chen He was not surprised.
When her grandmother treated patients in the village, she could always tell the patient's condition at a glance.
Sometimes, she can even find details that the patient himself overlooks.
Finally, Su Jin had asked almost all his questions.
She finally asked Song Jingcheng, "Have you ever been in love? Have you ever hurt or let down a girl before?"
Chen He pricked up his ears, suspecting that his grandmother was taking the opportunity to bluff Song Jingcheng.
Song Jingcheng slowly raised his head and looked towards Chen He.
Their eyes met, and Song Jingcheng said meaningfully, "I've never been in a relationship, and I've never let a girl down."
After a pause, Song Jingcheng asked Su Jin, "Does it count if I've been abandoned by a girl?"
Su Jin paused, catching a glimpse of her granddaughter's guilty look, and sternly instructed Song Jingcheng, "Just answer my questions, and don't ask any more questions."
Oh.
The grandfather and grandson were both arguing with each other, and Song Jingcheng felt really wronged.
"Mr. Song, have you had any contact with Miao medicine in recent years?"
Song Jingcheng was stunned when he heard Su Jin's words.
Miao medicine?
He and Ma Kai looked at each other.
Ma Kai shook his head at Song Jingcheng, who thought about it and shook his head as well. "I don't recall ever having come into contact with Miao medicine."
"Ms. Su, in your opinion, what exactly is my illness?"
"It's not a disease." Su Jin said surprisingly: "It's a Gu."
Pursing his lips, Su Jin frowned and said, "It looks like a life-paying Gu. This kind of Gu is very rare. I've only seen it twice in my life."
"You are the second case."
Hearing this, Song Jingcheng asked impatiently: "The first patient..."
"Dead," Su Jin said. "He died a tragic death. Only skin and bones were left. I could clearly see the original shape of every bone in his body."
“…”
Song Jingcheng was so nervous that he was numb.
Then he died quite honorably in his previous life.
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