Chapter 1005
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
The acupuncture took a long time. As the Baihui acupoint was on the head, she couldnât be careless. The old man didnât like the temperature of the air conditioner to be too low, and sweat dripped down from Wen Qiaoâs forehead from time to time.
Fu Nanli stood at the side with a handkerchief in his hand, looking like a nurse in the operating theater who was specifically wiping the sweat off the attending doctorâs forehead from time to time.
Finally, the last silver needle was inserted and Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief.
Everything was going smoothly.
Qiu ya, on the other hand, was suffering. She even secretly hoped that something would happen to old Mr. Wen, for Wen Qiao would be in deep trouble.
She listened carefully to every movement upstairs, and as soon as she made a sound, she excitedly said to the servant, â âQuickly, let me go up and take a look.â
miss Wen is up there, â Qin bei said coldly. youâre not a doctor. Itâs useless even if you go up.
After half an hour, Qiu ya suddenly heard a voice from above, â âAiya, whatâs going on with Yingluo?â
A panicked voice was heard.
When Qin bei wasnât paying attention, Qiu ya pushed him away and ran upstairs.
Serves her right, Wen Qiao was screwed, wasnât she?
She couldnât hold back her joy and rushed straight to old master Fuâs room. When she saw uncle li trembling in fear, Fu Nanliâs grave expression, and the panic that flashed past old master Fuâs eyes, she concealed her expression and asked in concern, â Grandpa Fu, are you alright? â
donât move! Wen Qiao pressed old Mr. Wenâs hand down. donât move.
Qiu ya saw the blood on the old manâs forehead and screamed, â âWhatâs with this Yingluo?â
With that said, she wanted to go up and pull Wen Qiaoâs arm, but was stopped by Fu Nanli.
Qiu ya gritted her teeth and said,âWen Qiao, if your medical skills arenât at that level yet, can you not force yourself? Are you using Grandpa Fu as your test subject? Look at what youâve done.â
âQin bei, take her out,â Wen Qiao ordered coldly.
Qiu ya pushed Qin bei away, â âFu Nanli, are you crazy? Are you just going to watch Wen Qiao treat your grandfather like this? Grandpa Fu, please tell her to stop. Something will happen if she continues like this.â
shut up! Wen Qiao said coldly, â Qinbei, Zhenzhen, if you canât let her out, shut her up.
Qiu ya was dragged to the door by Qin bei, and her mouth was covered.
Old master Fu struggled to sit up, but Wen Qiao pressed down on his shoulder. âDonât move,â
Grandpa Fu was stunned by her imposing manner.
Wen Qiao took a look at the watch on her wrist. When the second hand pointed to twelve, her slender fingers immediately reached for her Baihui acupoint and removed the silver needles, one by one. Finally, she raised her hand. Fu Nanli seemed to have understood her meaning and handed her a clean handkerchief.
Wen Qiao slowly wiped away the blood on the old manâs sideburns.
Only then did Fu huaiyong sit up. His expression was cold, and he was a little flustered.âIs there a problem?â
Wen Qiao put the silver needles back into the bag and glanced at him. âCan you still speak if thereâs a problem?â
âAre you just going to watch your grandfather bleed?â Fu huaiyong turned to look at Fu Nanli.
âI believe she knows what sheâs doing,â Fu Nanli replied.
âWhat limits?â
Wen Qiao wiped her hands with a piece of disinfectant. So, Grandpa Fu, how do you feel now? â
Fu huaiyong had been so worried earlier that he only realized now that Xuxuâs head didnât hurt as much anymore.
Just now, she had felt that her head was very heavy downstairs, but now, her whole body was relaxed. She felt clear and comfortable.
It had been a long time since he had felt this way.
Grandpa? â Fu Nanli felt a little uneasy. Grandpa, what do you think? â