Feed the villain a candy after wearing the book

Chapter 379 The final final, let's go!

Yang Qingran, who had been reduced to a laughingstock, was listed as the number one entry on Weibo.

The hot search is full of pictures of her, the picture of her sitting in the mud in a state of embarrassment...

These pictures also added countless jokes to the web pages, and in an instant, comments were flying all over the sky.

"Is this Yang Qingran really here to compete, not to be funny?"

"God knows, this guy named Yang Qingran has taken up all the jokes recently!"

"When I see her face now, I really want to laugh..."

Yang Qingran held the phone, her cheeks were livid with anger.

With nowhere to vent her anger, she asked Dad Xu for leave during the finals the next day, saying that she was uncomfortable and refused to go even if she died.

The content of the big showdown was to treat two patients in an all-round and transparent manner during the live broadcast. As the competition drew to a close, Ran Xingchen came over from work to join in the show, and the live broadcast room became hot again for a while.

"Ahhh, it's my husband."

"My husband and Nuannuan little fairy have a super good relationship, I'm so in love with you!"

"Lick my husband's prosperous beauty, and lick the astonishing face of Nuannuan little fairy."

The examination room was set up in two different wards, and the whole process was broadcast live by two cameras.

Their task today is to unblock the meridians of patients who have accumulated stasis all year round. Although this is an entry-level skill, the patient is not an entry-level patient.

When the patient walked into the ward, Yang Nuannuan couldn't help but gasped. The patient's left arm was purple-gray. Obviously, it was half useless because of the lack of blood circulation. The treatment of traditional Chinese medicine is long and slow, but If it is Western medicine, it is recommended to remove it.

"Can you tell me first, how did this arm become like this?"

Yang Nuannuan first helped the patient to sit on the hospital bed, and at the moment of supporting him, she deliberately pinched his arm, but the patient seemed unconscious and didn't notice anything unusual.

"Five years ago, the car overturned and was pushed under the car. As a result, this arm is like this. Doctor, I really think about it! My family still counts on me to drive to make money. Show me these years. The savings of this arm are gone, and we have sold the house in our hometown, if I hadn’t heard that the final diagnosis in the hospital does not require money, I would not have come here, I really look down on the disease that pays for it!” The patient’s emotion A little excited, the other hand firmly grabbed Yang Nuannuan's clothes.

After hearing this, Yang Nuannuan was moved, "Don't worry, I will cure you."

Her voice was sweet and soft, like a spring breeze, and brought a ray of peace to the patient.

I don't know how much courage it takes to say this, and the bullet screens all sweated for Yang Nuannuan.

The five-year-old illness has not been cured even after selling the house. Can she really restore this disused arm in just half a day?

After comforting the patient, Yang Nuan motioned for him to lie down.

That purple-gray arm stood out on the white sheet. If one only looked at this arm, people who didn't know it would think it was a dead man's arm.

She pinched her nearly stiff arm, identified the acupuncture points, made a few marks, and then took out several finger-sized white medical patches from a box, and pasted them on the acupuncture points.

In less than half an hour, the patient was pleasantly surprised and said that his acupoints felt slightly hot, which he hadn't felt for a long time.

Yang Nuannuan smiled and did not speak. This medicinal paste is a decongestion medicinal paste specially developed by her to dredge the veins. It is also for the convenience of finding acupuncture points for herself. A small amount of ointment is added to the medicinal paste.

These ointments are extremely strong, and if you are not careful, it will backfire. The reason why she dared to use it is because this arm is already half useless, and there is nothing it will reject.

Then she began to administer needles, piercing the patient's skin with silver needles through the plaster, first to open up his blood vessels, and second, to let the medicinal properties of the ointment flow into it and blend with the hardened veins, Then absorb it.

As the silver needle was slowly pushed, the golden finger airflow was also surging, and the expression on the patient's face became even more shocked. He tremblingly said: "It's sour, a little swollen."

"It's right to swell, it means your meridian is slowly dredging."

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(End of this chapter)