Peerless prodigal system

Now, Pan Dongsheng was shocked again!

Never thought that Wu Liang even knew that he often dyed his hair, this is amazing!

Could it be that he is a magic stick who can pinch and count?

"This Wu Liang, it seems that it is not easy! If he can cure my illness, no matter what he wants, I will give it!"

Pan Dongsheng had already begun to trust Wu Liang. Although he did not fully trust him, he already had the idea of ​​asking Wu Liang to help him heal his illness.

And these, to Wu Liang, are simply pediatrics.

Kidneys are black, and their splendor is shining!
If Pan Dongsheng has this disease, he will definitely have a lot of white hair, or the hair will be thin and not vigorous.

Although the nutrition of hair comes from blood, the vitality of hair comes from kidney qi.

The external manifestations of kidney qi in the body can be revealed from the hair. Young and middle-aged people with strong kidney qi have thick and shiny hair, while elderly and frail people with weak kidney qi often have hair that dries up and falls off easily.

According to theory, Pan Dongsheng's hair should be more than half white, but Pan Dongsheng's black and bright hair must have been dyed.

Through these details, Wu Liang can deduce it, not because he can pinch and count, but because he can make a diagnosis.

However, Pan Dongsheng, who didn't know it, felt that Wu Liang was really amazing, and he knew so much.

"I'm going to fight it out. I'm going to be a dead horse. Since I've visited so many famous doctors but they still haven't cured my illness, why don't I let Wu Liang try!"

Pan Dongsheng gritted his teeth and made this decision.

"Mr. Wu stay, please sit down and talk, Mr. Wu."

Pan Dongsheng suddenly changed his attitude. Not only did he not plan to see off the guests, but he also invited Wu Liang over for a detailed chat.

Wu Liang smiled knowingly, everything was under his control.

He returned to the chair in the study and sat down, with a faint smile on his lips.

At this time, Pan Dongsheng finally showed a smile on his face, "Mr. Wu, can you really help me cure my stubborn illness?"

"I don't need to joke with you. If you trust me, I'll help you heal. If you don't trust me, I don't need to spend time with you here," Wu Liang said.

"That's good! Mr. Wu, I'll give it a try! Anyway, I can't find a doctor who can cure my stubborn disease. Whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it relapses as soon as the medicine is stopped. In the past six months, I have been sick. It's better to die!"

When he said this, Pan Dongsheng was emotional.

Wu Liang sneered in his heart.

In fact, this disease is easier to treat in the early stage, and it is not uncommon for people to get this disease in middle age or even old age.

It's just that young people in their 30s like Pan Dongsheng are relatively rare.

When I got this disease, the most important thing was to blame myself for my poor physique, but I didn't know how to control it.

In this regard, what else can Wu Liang say, it is self-inflicted to persist even though his health is not good enough, and he has no choice but to cure it. This has a lot to do with Pan Dongsheng's ignorance of temperance.

Wu Liang said to Pan Dongsheng: "You are too contradictory. You obviously have a physical problem and you are immersed in it all day long. Is it because you have been single all your life in your previous life?"

Pan Dongsheng was also very embarrassed by Wu Liang's words.

"Hey, so what, I don't like stocks or gambling. I just like this hobby. I can't help it. This is my nature. I can't bear it! Please help me, Mr. Wu ah!"

Pan Dongsheng stared at Wu Liang with fiery eyes, which seemed to be full of hope. He regarded Wu Liang as the last straw, and very much hoped that Wu Liang could help him solve this big problem.

Sure enough, Wu Liang's words became a prophecy!
Wu Liang had said to himself silently in his heart before that Pan Dongsheng would definitely ask him for help in the end!
Seeing Pan Dongsheng's pleading face, Wu Liang smiled lightly: "It's not difficult for me to cure your disease. After the treatment, as long as you follow my instructions, the possibility of recurrence is very small."

"Really?!!!" Pan Dongsheng's eyes widened with shock.

"I don't need to lie to you. I came to you to buy your shares. If I lie to you, what do you think is good for me?" Wu Liang sneered.

Pan Dongsheng's face was no longer so serious. On the contrary, his face was full of surprise, "Mr. Wu, as long as you help me cure it, I will definitely sell my shares to you. I, Pan Dongsheng, will do what I say, and I only want you Give me the normal price, I don't want to double it, I really don't want to double it!"

Seeing Pan Dongsheng so emotional, Wu Liang could actually understand.

A person like Pan Dongsheng who loves beauty and is crazy about beauty has been holding back for more than half a year and almost became a useless person. Now that there is a way to prevent him from becoming a useless person, of course he will be excited.

Seeing Pan Dongsheng's virtue, Wu Liang said easily, "I will give you a few needles and you will be cured."

"A... how many needles? This... can this work?" When Pan Dongsheng heard that Wu Liang said he was going to give him acupuncture, he was so frightened that his spine shivered.

He originally had the idea of ​​treating Wu Liang like a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and his trust in Wu Liang was not as good as those famous doctors, but now that Wu Liang wanted to do acupuncture for him, he had to worry.

After all, acupuncture and moxibustion are not about tickling. It requires a lot of operation, and there are many and complicated acupuncture points on the human body. A little carelessness may cause disability or even kill a person!

"It's fine if you don't want to tie it, and I won't force it. In fact, I'm quite busy." Wu Liang said.

"Zha! I, Pan Dongsheng, will fight! I will! Zhaza!" Pan Dongsheng gritted his teeth and said with a frown.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, I'll go to the car and get the acupuncture tools, you wait here." Wu Liang had already prepared.

Although he had never administered acupuncture to a patient before, he integrated Sun Simiao's lifelong abilities, not to mention administering acupuncture, he was also proficient in collecting herbs, making medicines, and dispensing medicines.

Maybe Wu Liang might not be used to it for the first time, but his technique is unquestionable!

Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, is definitely not bragging.

Miracle doctor Sun is proficient in a wide range of medical skills, unlike other miraculous doctors who are only good at one.

It can be said that spending 600 points to buy is not a loss at all.

Soon, Wu Liang fetched acupuncture tools from the car.

In the past, silver needles were used for acupuncture, but now they have been improved and made of alloy, and they are disposable.

Pan Dongsheng's heart was bitter, Nima felt terrified when he saw the shining acupuncture needles in Wu Liang's tool box.

Wu Liang is very calm. He even thinks acupuncture is very fun. Pricking a patient like a hedgehog and then pulling it out one by one is a benefit for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Wu Liang's mouth, Pan Dongsheng trembled in his heart!

"Mr. Wu, you must be gentle! The happiness of the rest of my life is in your hands!"