Beauty's Supreme Expert

The gap between the two is clear at a glance.

"Haonan, I appreciate you very much."

Pick up the wine cup and Zhang Haonan touched, Lin Fan said: "you do not muddle along, in the future will be a big help to me."

"Thank you, Lin Shao. It's my good fortune to follow Lin Shao."

Zhang Haonan said: "with the strength of Lin Shao, Murong family will not be the first guest of honor, and there will certainly be more follow-up."

"Oh, Honan, you are very clever. It's easy to talk to you."

Hearing the meaning of Zhang Haonan's words, Lin Fan put down his glass: "do you have a silver needle for acupuncture?"

"Yes, I collected a pair of silver needles before."

Although he didn't understand Lin Fan's meaning, Zhang Haonan immediately found the silver needle from the drawer: "it was bought at the exhibition the year before last. Lin Shao, do you think it's appropriate?"

"In my eyes, a silver needle is fine."

Pulling out a three inch long silver needle, Lin Fan motioned: "roll up your trouser legs, I'll help you prick a few needles."

"Lin Shao, do you know acupuncture?"

At this time, Zhang Haonan reacted and exclaimed in surprise: "I've been injured for several years. I've been looking for a lot of famous doctors, but they have no effect."

"Your old injury is nothing. You can recover in ten minutes."

After the silver needle in the hand did not enter the root, Lin fan made three needles as the method.

"It will be a little painful and numb later, and you will be OK after patience."

After finishing all this, Lin Fan went back to the sofa and sat down: "after a long time, the blood vessels in it are blocked and blocked, which eventually leads to this situation."

Very fast, very accurate.

I didn't see what happened at all. There were four silver needles on my left foot.

Thinking of Lin Fan Gang's action, Zhang Haonan's heart has a little more expectation.

Maybe his old injury can really recover?

"Lin Shao, I..."

Just ready to ask Lin Fan what kind of acupuncture this is, the next moment Zhang Haonan's cheek twitches.

An indescribable pain came from the ankle, as if it had been torn.

But soon the pain was replaced by numbness, pain and numbness, the two feelings alternate.

"Hold on for ten minutes, and your old wound will heal."

Seeing Zhang Haonan's painful expression, Lin Fan said, "it's normal to dredge the meridians, which is painful and numb."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Haonan, who was sweating profusely, was relieved. The pain and numbness finally disappeared.

"Haonan, now you go and feel it."

Drawing out the silver needle, Lin Fan indicated: "the feeling after recovery."

Curious to stand up from the sofa, the next moment Zhang Haonan's eyes are full of disbelief.

The old injury was cured, and the sense of block really disappeared.

"Lin Shao, it's amazing."

After patting his ankle and kicking his feet, Zhang Haonan's voice was full of excitement: "well, my old injuries have all recovered."

After the excitement, Zhang Haonan bowed to Lin Fan respectfully and said, "Lin Shao, thank you for saving me."

"These are just small things. Don't worry about them." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"I've been looking for ways to treat these years, but it hasn't worked."

Shaking his head, Zhang Haonan patted his heart: "in Lin Shao's eyes, it is a trivial thing, but in my eyes it is a life-saving thing."

"After that, Lin Shao will be my Savior, and everything I have is yours."

Staring at Zhang Haonan, Lin Fan said with a smile after a long time: "Haonan, I really appreciate your work style, very good, really good."