The lazy doctor of the second young family

After Si Wujue left, Yan Chuanyun did not stay in the room, he went outside to call the cook at home, and ordered him to make some food for the beasts to eat.

After the phone call was over, Si Wujue also received the injection. As for Yan Han, he needed to lie down for another 15 minutes.

With the help of his wife, Wu Bosong took off his clothes and was already lying on the bed.

Yan Chuanyun followed Si Wujue in. This time, he saw that the set of needles that Yan Chuanyun took out was not only silver needles, but also gold needles.

Seeing so many needles, Shen Xiyan's lips trembled unconsciously, and her eyes were full of tension.

When Si Wujue started the treatment, the aura in his whole body made people dare not say a word. Soon, Wu Bosong's chest was full of silver needles.

"Second Young Master, use your palms to hold his knees and press them as hard as possible, so as not to let his legs bounce."

Yan Chuanyun nodded, "Okay."

A few seconds later, Wu Bosong felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and his legs couldn't help moving. This was an instinctive reaction, but Yan Chuanyun suppressed it.

Wu Bosong snorted, feeling the blood in his chest surge.At this time, a golden needle from Si Wujue penetrated two-thirds into an acupuncture point on his neck, and Wu Bosong felt numb all over his body, and even the feeling of surging qi and blood stagnated.

Si Wujue suddenly pulled Yan Chuanyun's wrist, Yan Chuanyun was stunned for a moment, followed Si Wujue's strength to stand up straight, and his hand left Wu Baisong's knee.Immediately afterwards, he saw Si Wujue slap each other's knees.

At that moment, Yan Chuanyun seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, which was extremely loud.

Shen Qianyan almost exclaimed, covering her mouth dangerously.

Yan Chuanyun was startled, but at this moment, Si Wujue had withdrawn the needles, and he retracted all the needles on Wu Bosong's body, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

Then, Si Wujue pulled Wu Bosong up, and slapped him on the back. Unknowingly, there was a spittoon beside the bed, and Wu Bosong spit blood into it.

"Old Wu!" Shen Qianyan shouted excitedly.

This was not over, Si Wujue slapped again, Wu Bosong spit out another mouthful of blood, the blood smelled very foul, Yan Chuanyun frowned uncomfortably.

Si Wujue didn't change his face, and after Wu Bosong vomited two mouthfuls of blood, he lay him down again, "Rest for 10 minutes, get up, and walk slowly for 5 minutes."

Si Wujue said again, washed his hands in the copper basin in the room, and wiped his hands with a clean cloth towel.

"Second Young Master, just throw the gloves in the trash can."

Yan Chuanyun nodded, took off his gloves, threw them in the trash can in the room, and followed Si Wujue out.

Yan Han had already got up at this time. He actually looked at the door just now, but he didn't make a sound.

Si Wujue went to get the medicine and told Yan Han to go back first, while Yan Chuanyun...Si Wujue said that Wu Bosong would need another treatment in a while.

"I need an assistant with some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine here. Are there any talents under Er Shao who can be used by you?"

Yan Chuanyun was taken aback, "For my use?"

"Well, my ability, how much he can learn is his ability. He is not my apprentice, but an assistant, working for me. If he has learned something, he can be used by the second young master."

Yan Chuanyun's heart skipped a beat, Si Wujue's miraculous skill, even if he learned a little bit of it, it would be of great benefit!

Yan Chuanyun took a deep breath, "Thank you, Miracle Doctor Si, I will find the right person today and send them here tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

While the two were talking here, Shen Qianyan was asking her husband in a low voice: "Old Wu, I saw you vomit blood twice. How do you feel? You scared me to death."

Wu Bosong smiled slightly, felt it carefully, and said softly: "It seems... I feel a little more comfortable in my chest. Maybe it's because I vomited out blood congestion or something?"

"Just now, the genius doctor slapped your legs twice. I almost thought your kneecap was broken. The sound was terrible. Is it so terrible for the current Chinese medicine to treat patients? But the Chinese medicine we met before Not like that."

Wu Bosong smiled, "So this is a miracle doctor. Even Mr. Yan is here. I have more confidence in this miracle doctor."

Shen Qianyan lowered her voice even more when she heard the words, "I wanted to ask just now, Old Wu, who is that Yan always?"

Wu Bosong said a few words in a very low voice, and Shen Qianyan almost gasped, "Such a noble son? Then, how can he be an assistant?"

"It should be just helping out. Mr. Yan must be familiar with Miracle Doctor Si."

"So that's how it is." Shen Xiyan also gained a lot of confidence when she heard the words, "If the noble sons of other people appear here, this miracle doctor must be invincible! Old Wu, we must have confidence."

Wu Bosong laughed, "Yes."