Chapter 1003: What attitude

Chapter 1003 What attitude
Even Uncle Li was still adding fuel and jealousy to the side: "I heard from the housekeeper at Yuannan Mansion that the old lady is getting better recently, and her rheumatism is more than half healed. It's amazing to rely on the kid Xiaowen. The Zhang Qianshan who treated the disease is considered to be a well-known Chinese medicine doctor in our country, and he is no better than a girl in her early twenties."
Fu Huaiyong looked at him coldly, and Uncle Li hurriedly laughed: "Or, I'll talk to the young master and let Xiao Wen come over and show you?"
Uncle Li has taken care of the old man for decades, but he knows his temperament too much.
The old man still said duplicity that he didn't need it.
Uncle Li still went up and talked to Fu Nanli, asking him to bring people over.
Of course, Fu Nanli would bring Wen Qiao over. The old man made him uncomfortable in many ways. After all, he was his own grandfather, his father died young, and there were not many close relatives, so he would not account for that much to make the old man healthy.
So the next day, Fu Nanli brought Wen Qiao over.
Well, Qiu Ya is also there.
When Wen Qiao came, Qiu Ya was sitting dignified and making tea.
Doesn't she want to learn some other crafts? She also wanted to learn some massage and acupuncture, but she had already hired the best master, and then the master told her that it is impossible to learn it every ten or eight years, and you have to take an exam.
The most important thing is that she doesn't have that talent.
She is not Wen Qiao, and she transfers to study Chinese medicine without any effort.
So, she can only make tea.
Fu Huaiyong glanced at Wen Qiao, and said without mercy: "Did you really cure Nan Li's grandmother from rheumatism?"
Wen Qiao said frankly: "It's not completely healed yet, but in another half a year, I can minimize the pain of the old lady."
Qiu Ya: "Can't it be cured completely?"
"No."
Qiu Ya smiled a little sarcastically at the corner of her mouth. She thought to herself, thinking that you have a lot of abilities, it is not impossible to cure it.
Fu Huaiyong said, "You will come to treat me when you become a monk on the way, how brave you are..."
Wen Qiao paused with the needle pack's hand and turned to look at Fu Nanli, his expression aggrieved.
Whispered: "Brother, you didn't say that when you asked me to come. You said that your grandfather has changed a lot of me. Why is this attitude still?"
Fu Nanli grabbed her waist and whispered softly, "Don't be wronged, just say whatever you want."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't believe in my acupuncture, then I will leave."
Fu Huaiyong choked, his face pale with anger, "What's your attitude?"
After speaking, look at Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli didn't say a word, and Wen Qiao's expression was faint: "With this attitude, if you are willing to let me try, please don't be sour. I have no hobby of being abused if I have to be run by you."
Fu Huaiyong stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, Qiu Ya quickly said, "Grandpa Fu, are you okay?"
He looked at Wen Qiao again: "How can you talk to Grandpa Fu like this? And Grandpa Fu also has high blood pressure and cerebral infarction, you make her angry..."
"I'm just telling the truth."
Qiu Ya was worried on her face, but she was cold, idiot, and could not say anything beautiful. Even if Grandpa Fu's illness is cured, don't expect Grandpa Fu to like you.
Suddenly, the fear of Wen Qiao in her heart diminished by more than half.
(End of this chapter)