Chapter 1003
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Uncle li even added fuel to the fire. I heard from the housekeeper of the YuanNan residence that the old ladyâs health has been getting better recently. Her rheumatism has been mostly cured, and itâs all thanks to that child, Xiao Wen. Sheâs really amazing. Zhang Qianshan, who treated the old lady previously, can be considered a very famous Chinese medicine practitioner in our country, but he canât even compare to a young lady in her early twenties.
Fu huaiyong looked at him coldly, and uncle li hurriedly smiled apologetically. âWhy donât I tell young master to get Xiao Wen to come over and take a look at you?â
Uncle li had taken care of the old man for decades, so he knew the old manâs personality very well.
The old man still said that he didnât need it.
Uncle li still went up to inform Fu Nanli and asked him to bring the man over.
Of course, Fu Nanli would bring Wen Qiao along. Old master Fu had made him feel uncomfortable in many ways. After all, he was his biological grandfather. His father had passed away early, and he didnât have many close relatives. If it was possible to make old master Fu healthier, he wouldnât be so calculative.
Hence, the next day, Fu Nanli brought Wen Qiao over.
Well, Qiu ya was there too.
When she saw Wen Qiao, Qiu ya was sitting there demurely, making tea.
Didnât she want to learn other skills? She also wanted to learn massage and acupuncture, but she had already hired the best master. That master told her that if she wanted to learn it, it was impossible without at least eight to ten years. She had to take an exam.
The most important thing was that she did not have that kind of talent.
She wasnât Wen Qiao, who could easily switch from art to Chinese medicine.
Hence, she could only make tea.
Fu huaiyong glanced at Wen Qiao and said mercilessly, â âYou really cured Nan Liâs grandmother of her Rheumatology?â
not completely, â Wen Qiao said frankly. but in another half a year, I can reduce the old Madamâs pain to the minimum.
âCanât it be completely cured?â Qiu ya asked.
âI canât,â
Qiu yaâs smile was a little sarcastic. She thought, â I thought you were capable, but you still canât cure it.
Fu huaiyong said,âyouâve only become a monk halfway through your life and youâre already here to treat my illness? how dare you be so cowardly?â
Wen Qiaoâs hand, which was holding the needle pouch, paused. She turned to look at Fu Nanli, her expression looking a little aggrieved.
brother, thatâs not what you said when you asked me to come, â she said softly. you said that your grandfatherâs opinion of me has changed a lot. Why is his attitude still the same now? â
Fu Nanli put an arm around her waist and said softly, â âDonât let yourself down, just say what you want to say.â
âIf you donât believe in my acupuncture skills, then Iâll leave now,â Wen Qiao said, raising her brows.
Fu huaiyong choked, his face turning green with anger. what kind of attitude is this? â
He then looked at Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli didnât say a word. Wen Qiaoâs expression was calm. thatâs the attitude. Old man, if youâre willing to let me try, then donât be so sour. I donât take the consultation fee, so I canât get any benefits from you. If I have to be treated by you, I donât have the hobby of being abused.
Fu huaiyong pressed his forehead, and Qiu ya hurriedly said, â Grandpa Fu, are you alright? â
She then looked at Wen Qiao,âhow can you speak to Grandpa Fu like that?â Besides, Grandpa Fu has high blood pressure and cerebral infarction, youâve made her so angry that sheâs going to stomp on you!â
âIâm just telling the truth.â
Qiu ya looked worried, but she was sneering in her heart. Idiot, canât you say something nice? even if you can cure Grandpa Fuâs illness, donât expect him to like you.
Instantly, her fear of Wen Qiao was reduced by half.