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Chapter 942


Chapter 942: That’s a life

don’t be so petty, CEO ye. Alright, I’m almost at the mansion. I won’t talk to you anymore.

Ye minqiu sighed. Luckily, that was her son and not her opponent. Otherwise, she could not guarantee who would win this business war.

The car stopped outside the residence. Fu Nanli saw another car in the courtyard, but he didn’t recognize the car plate.

After alighting from the car, the mansion’s butler came out to welcome them. Fu Nanli casually asked, ” “Who’s here?”

“It’s the old Chinese medicine doctor Who often comes over to give old Madam a massage,” the Butler replied.

Fu Nanli nodded.

he’s an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. Many people have been treated by him. If it weren’t for his frequent house visits, the old lady’s Rheumatology would have been even more serious. He’s the old lady’s most trusted Chinese medicine doctor.

“What’s your name?” Wen Qiao couldn’t help but ask.

“His name is Zhang qianchu, Doctor Zhang.”

Wen Qiao didn’t know much about the famous people in the Chinese medicine field, so she sent a message to her master, Xu Jinming, who was learning acupuncture.”Do you know Dr. Zhang qianchu?”

When Xu Jinming received the message, he sneered. This old Chinese medicine doctor’s medical skills were not bad, but when it came to acupuncture, he was not as good as him.

After all, he had received guidance from professor su.

Zhang qianchu had also wanted to visit professor su a few years ago, but professor su had refused to meet him even when he went to Country M.

Therefore, from a certain perspective, little Wen did not need to be inferior in front of Doctor Zhang.

I’ve heard of it. You’re good at Traditional Chinese Medicine, but your acupuncture might not be as good as yours.

Wen Qiao shook her head lightly. This master Xu was too boastful. She had only been learning from her uncle for a short period of time. How could she be compared to the famous old Chinese medicine practitioner?

She and Fu Nanli entered the residence. The old Madam was sitting on the sofa, while Doctor Zhang was packing a set of utensils into his small wooden box. I’m only giving you a hot compress today. For this illness, you have to take care of it carefully.

“Thank you, Doctor Zhang,” the old lady said.

“You’re welcome. I’ll come over next week to perform acupuncture on you.”

The old lady looked up and saw her grandson and granddaughter-in-law standing in the corridor. She was so happy that her face was full of smiles.”Qiao Qiao is here, come over quickly.”

Fu Nanli:

He had forgotten about his grandson after getting a granddaughter-in-law? Was he no longer worthy of having his name in front of his grandmother?

Wen Qiao was holding her acupuncture bag in her hand.

Dr. Zhang qianchu naturally recognized that it was an acupuncture bag. He asked tentatively, ” “This is?”

Was he here to steal his business?

It didn’t look like it. He was too young, around 20 years old. There weren’t many young people who studied Chinese medicine these days. Even if they did, they were only 20 years old. What could they learn?

The old lady took her hand and made her sit beside her. The pampering in her tone was obvious.”She’s my granddaughter-in-law.”

Zhang qianchu was a little surprised. He was the old lady’s personal doctor and had seen this young master at the fu family mansion before. He was a cold person, but he was actually in love.

The two of them greeted each other.

“Is there acupuncture inside?” the old lady pointed at the bag in her hand.

Wen Qiao nodded. yes. I learned acupuncture from an acupuncture master. I wanted to come over and give you a try.

Zhang qianchu couldn’t help but scoff.

This little girl really didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth. How could practicing medicine be treated like child’s play? if something were to happen to her, it would be a life.

Moreover, it was a precious life like the old lady’s.

“Young lady, who did you learn this from?”

“I learned it from my uncle,” Wen Qiao replied.

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