The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

Lin Ru curiously looked at the little guy who was carefully looking at the silver needle. With her life experience, she couldn't see through him.

"Xiaosu, can you tell me how sure you are?"

She refers to Su Cheng's acupuncture.

Su Cheng felt the crisp air on the silver needle and did not answer.

Instead, he looked up at Lin Ru and looked at it carefully.

"Grandma Lin, have you recently had poor blood flow, numb feet, and old cold legs?"

When Lin Ru heard this, his eyes suddenly changed, and he was surprised, "You...how do you know!?"

Su Cheng smiled mysteriously: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, smelling and asking, of course I can see it.

"Well, I will treat you first before treating the old man."

After speaking, he approached Lin Ru and took out three silver needles.

"Really?"

Lin Ru's voice trembled.

Her old cold legs have been treated for many years, and she has seen countless famous doctors, but she hasn't improved.

As soon as Lin Ru finished speaking, he felt a numbness in his left leg.

A slender silver needle has been pierced at a certain point on her calf.

This is not over yet.

The next second, Su Cheng twisted two silver needles of different lengths and gently pierced them on Granny Lin's right calf and right wrist.

The end of the silver needle shook lightly, and as Su Cheng flicked it, it brought out a phantom.

Lin Ru suddenly felt a warm feeling in his calf.

"So comfortable..."

Lin Ru exclaimed.The legs that used to be cold seemed to be rejuvenated at this time.

She actually had the illusion that she could go to the square dance.

The change in Lin Ru's expression was naturally captured by Dean Li.

He had personally diagnosed Lin Ru's old cold legs and needed conservative treatment.

But looking at what Lin Ru looks like now, it seems that Su Cheng's acupuncture really works.

"Does he really have two brushes?"

Dean Li felt that this young man was not easy at this moment.

However, he still didn't believe that Su Cheng could cure Mr. Liu's advanced lung cancer.

This is a terminal illness recognized worldwide.

"Okay, Grandma Lin, take a walk these days and keep warm at night. After half a month, nothing will happen."

Su Cheng pulled out the silver needle and grinned.

Lin Ru stood up, walked back and forth in the ward a few times, the joy on his face became more and more obvious.

"Xiao Su, I am now more and more confident that you can cure the father."

Lin Ru smiled.

"Old Lin, let's get a CT later. Sometimes we still have to rely on Western medicine to guarantee it."

Dean Li suggested.

As a western doctor, he has always been skeptical of Chinese medicine.

"No problem, Dean Li, just check it out."

Su Cheng smiled and said.

"Young people still have to be humble to be a good guy."

Dean Li said meaningfully.

"President, I think you are also sick."

Su Cheng stared at Dean Li's left hand, pointing out.

Dean Li's leisurely face changed slightly, she retracted her left hand and said angrily: "You are sick!"

At this moment, a chuckle came from outside the ward.

"Old head Li, there are times when you are not calm."

Dean Li went to hear the reputation, only to see an old man in a white coat at a door, not knowing when to appear.

"Old Wu!"

Dean Li exclaimed and immediately became respectful.

The visitor was Wu Yan, the dean of the City First Hospital.

Although both of them are deans, their actual status cannot be compared at all.

"Doctor Su, the treatment hasn't started yet? If you don't mind, can you show me your acupuncture?"

Dean Wu rubbed his hands and looked expectantly at the silver needle box beside Su Cheng.

Several breaths suddenly stopped in the room.

Dean Li was also extremely surprised.

Old man Wu, a semi-reclusive old fellow, actually came here specifically for Su Cheng's acupuncture!

For a moment, Dean Li's eyes looking at Su Cheng were full of shock.

"Something has changed!"

After half an hour, Dean Li suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone glanced at it and saw that the heart rate on the monitor suddenly fluctuated strongly.

Dean Li hurried forward to check Mr. Liu.

This check is incredible!

Dean Li suddenly looked like hell.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This is the powerful beat of the heart.

One louder than one louder.

It's like a heartbeat that a young man in his twenties can have!

"This... how is this possible!"

Dean Li stood by the hospital bed blankly, then suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously looked at Su Cheng.

At this time, Su Cheng sat on the sofa and started eating takeaway.

The fragrant fish meal and spicy tang, plus a burger and cola, the surging heat stimulated Su Cheng's stomach and made his index finger move.

"Thanks, Lao Liu!"

Su Cheng has a happy face, every time he sees a doctor for others, he consumes a lot of energy.

He didn't know what Jiuyang Xuanzhen had sucked from him.

Anyway, it makes him very imaginary every time...

"It's a god, it's a god, Dr. Su, your medicine really works!"

Liu Zhizhong was trembling with excitement.

Didn't this even pass for half an hour?

Dad's vitality actually had such a big reaction.

Lin Ru walked quickly to the hospital bed, holding the old man's palm tightly, only to feel that the old man's palm was hot and humid, not the cold feeling it had before.

"Master, you can be saved!"

Lin Ru's tears of excitement came out.

The skinny old man Liu, lying on the hospital bed dying, made people feel sour.

"Dad! Dr. Su will definitely let you continue to live!"

Liu Zhizhong choked with tears on the side.

Dean Wu also came over and carefully checked the physical condition of the old man.

Dean Li on the side didn't dare say anything.

He dared to refute Su Cheng, but he did not dare to be disrespectful to this one.

Suddenly Lin Ru and Liu Zhizhong did not dare to speak, because they found that Dean Wu's expression became more solemn.

"Dean Wu, he... how is he?"

Lin Ru trembled, her tone was weak.

Dean Wu frowned and murmured:

"It's strange. There seems to be a rush of fire in his body to replenish vitality, but he is blocked by a strange thing, forming a kind of balance, and barely hanging his life."

"can......"

"But what?"

Liu Zhizhong asked nervously, his voice a little hoarse.

"Once the fire is gone, the old man will die."

It was not Dean Wu who spoke, but Su Cheng who was full and full.

Everyone looked at him, and a lot of takeaways on the table had been wiped out at this time!

"Doctor Su, what is that strange thing?"

Dean Wu humbly asked for advice.

He faintly looked forward to what Su Cheng would do next.

"Lao Liu, you go out first and leave Dean Wu and me. I want acupuncture and I can't be disturbed."

Su Cheng took a box of silver needles and said to Liu Zhizhong earnestly.

"Ok."

At this juncture, Liu Zhizhong did not dare to refute, and led Lin Ru and Dean Li and others out of the door.

There are only three people left in the house.

Dean Wu rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to observe acupuncture and moxibustion!"

Su Cheng looked disgusted.

"Old man, what do you think, I left you so that you can do the auxiliary work of wiping sweat and handing needles for me."

Dean Wu's face suddenly darkened.

This kid actually used such a respected and respected him as an assistant, and instantly felt a sense of devaluation.

But when thinking of the magical acupuncture in that video, Dean Wu said that he could still bear it...

ps: Wow grass!This is really me!Three shifts!Ask for a reward!