Chapter 127: The doctor has the final say

The room was small, except for the bed, there was an old desk under the window, a pot and a bowl on the table, and two books with broken covers.
There was a wooden cabinet and two wooden benches in the corner. They were all neatly arranged. Although they looked at the simple, they were clean and there was no strange smell in the ordinary room.
"After reading it? Start it when you finish reading it." Hu Feng sat on the chair in front of the desk.
The white stork moved from the corner to the stool and sat across from him. She reached out and grabbed the wrist.
He subconsciously wants to retract his hand, but when her soft and smooth fingers touched him, he suddenly gave up on this idea, letting her hold his hand and hold the buckle.
His pulse was very calm, and when she touched him, the pulse suddenly began to accelerate.
She looked up at him, her eyes looked like a smile: "How? Didn't the girl ever touch your hand?"
His light flashed slightly, and under the backlight, the color of Jun's face was not clear, but he could clearly feel his embarrassment.
He quickly retracted his hand and muttered: "When you see a doctor, you will see a doctor and say what you have to do if you don't care?"
Bai Xiao chuckled, stood up, took the needle bag hidden in his arms, "Go over, I will give you a needle."
Hu Feng still turned and his eyes fell on the pear tree outside the window. This pear tree was planted three years ago. After he came to this house, he planted it by hand. Three years later, the pear tree never Open the flowers, not to mention the results, but the leaves have been lush.
I don't know if the memory of his pear tree was the result of his previous memories.
Her slender little hand was on his head, and a slender silver needle quickly plunged into several important points on his head.
He didn't feel the pain, didn't even feel any feeling, until she pulled the needle, he thought her treatment had not started yet.
"Is it finished?" he asked.
She nodded and put the needle into the bag: "It's over."
"But I don't feel anything." Even if it doesn't hurt, at least it feels a bit. Is treatment just a play?
Bai Yu took the needle bag into his arms and looked up at the whimsical Hu Feng. "I told you long ago that the blood in your mind is accumulating, and it is not easy to disperse the blood. You are a little bit I don't feel it, because I used the safest way to treat you."
Hu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Listen to your meaning, I am sick, there are other ways to cure it, and the effect is faster than the method you use now?"
Bai Hao nodded: "Of course, any treatment of the disease can make a variety of programs. What I have to do is to choose a solution that has the least damage to the patient and the least side effects, not the quick one."
Hu Feng asked: "If you use the plan to see the suburbs fast for me, what are the injuries and side effects you said?"
Bai Hao stared at his face and stared at his deep sea-like scorpion: "There is no one who can accurately predict the consequences. Hu Feng, you have to know that you are hurting your head, and your head is the most important place for a person. You can't be a little joke, and you can't afford to take a risk. The consequences are absolutely unbearable for one person."
"If I ask you to use this method to treat me?"
Bai Hao simply shook his head: "Impossible, I don't agree. Since I promised to treat you, I have to be responsible for you. I am a doctor. I know how to treat your illness best."