The Cannon Fodder Doesn’t Want to Die

After listening to Huo Yuan's instructions, Zhang Ma went downstairs to the infirmary to find someone: "Nurse Chen, Mr. Huo asked you to go to the living room."

Chen Wei was stunned for a moment. Dr. Li on the side looked away from the medical record and asked Zhang's mother, "My name is Chen Wei now? Is there anything wrong with Mr. Huo?"

Ma Zhang shook her head: "I can't tell if there is any discomfort. He said to let Nursing Chen go now."

Chen Wei was a little nervous: "The incident happened in the afternoon. It stands to reason that Mr. Huo doesn't want to see me again today. Shouldn't he fire me?"

Dr. Li: "Probably not, Mr. Huo is not willing to let more people see him..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Wei already understood and felt more at ease. Thinking of Huo Yuan, he couldn't help but sigh regretfully.

Dr. Li warned: "Don't show this expression in front of Mr. Huo again."

Chen Wei is serious: "I won't."

Mother Zhang brought the words and went to find Yu Ze.

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Yu Ze followed Ma Zhang into the living room and saw a tall middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. The man had dark skin and looked rigid and honest.

Zhang's mother gave a brief introduction to the two of them. She didn't say any specifics, only her name, and then went upstairs.

After the two said hello, there was nothing to say. The living room fell into an awkward silence. Yu Ze felt uncomfortable, glanced at Chen Wei secretly, and asked curiously, "Are you working here?"

Chen Wei: "Well."

Yu Ze laughed: "I'm here to apply for a nursing job. We may be colleagues in the future."

Chen Wei was taken aback: "Nurse?"

"Yes," Yu Ze rolled his eyes, "I'm here to take care of Huo Yuan... Mr. Huo." Realizing that it's not good to call the future boss by name, he quickly corrected.

With a soft sound, the two turned their heads, the elevator door opened, and Ma Zhang pushed Huo Yuan out.

Huo Yuan's eyes fell on Yu Ze. The young man lost some weight, but he was in good spirits. His eyes were clear and bright, as if they had been washed with water.

"Mr. Huo." Chen Wei got up and said.

Yu Ze hurriedly stood up and called Mr. Huo.

Huo Yuan tapped his chin lightly on the sofa: "You're welcome, sit down," he looked at Chen Wei, "Take a test on him to see if he can handle the nursing job."

Yu Ze was stunned, and looked at Chen Wei with a blushing face: "Are you Mr. Huo's caretaker?"

Chen Wei nodded: "Yes."

Yu Ze was entangled. He didn't think about it so much before, and now he suddenly realized that he might make another person unemployed.

He asked Huo Yuan, "How many nurses do you need?"

Huo Yuan: "One is enough."

Yu Ze tentatively asked: "Then do you have a nutritionist? Otherwise, I should apply for a nutritionist?"

Huo Yuan saw Yu Ze's careful thoughts clearly, and said lightly, "No, my personal doctor is very professional."

Yu Ze was in a dilemma, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Do you need an acupuncturist? I'm very good, and I'm good at massage."

Huo Yuan stared at him: "Didn't you say you want to be my caretaker? What? I think your ability is not as good as Chen Wei, so you decided to give up?"

"No," Yu Ze pursed his lower lip and said honestly, "I don't want others to lose their jobs because of me."

Huo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "You are confident," he motioned to Chen Wei, "examine him."

Chen Wei nodded and asked Yu Ze a few frequently asked questions about nursing. Yu Ze answered very professionally. Chen Wei also asked the clinically difficult, confusing and error-prone questions, and Yu Ze answered them fluently.

Chen Wei thought for a moment, and asked Yu Ze to show the technique of drawing blood and infusion, and then said the preconditions, lying on the ground and playing the patient, and letting Yu Ze handle it. Yu Ze responded perfectly, with skilled movements, like a senior practitioner.

Chen Wei was concerned about Huo Yuan's situation, and he did not examine patients similar to Huo Yuan. After a series of examinations, he said to Huo Yuan, "He is very professional."

Huo Yuan nodded: "You go to work."

Chen Wei responded and went back to the infirmary to find Dr. Li. The two went out through the back door together and went to the staff restaurant on the right for dinner.

Yu Ze tried to persuade Huo Yuan, and suggested with a serious look: "I think you need two nurses, you can work in two shifts, and there are people on standby at any time."

His eyes were clear and he looked at Huo Yuan nervously and expectantly. Huo Yuan lowered his eyes: "Come here."

Yu Ze walked up to Huo Yuan, Huo Yuan pointed at his feet: "Good at acupuncture and massage? Show me the proof."

Yu Ze thought for a moment and squatted down directly in front of Huo Yuan.

Huo Yuan's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't expect Yu Ze to show no embarrassment, not to retreat in spite of difficulties, but to look like he wanted to prove his ability.

Does it really matter? No, Huo Yuan closed his eyes and thought, Yu Ze must have underestimated the extent of his injury.

Yu Ze didn't think much about it, thinking that Huo Yuan was going to examine his ability, he reached out and carefully rolled up the cuffs of Huo Yuan's trousers, his calf, which had not seen the sun for a long time, was exposed to the air, white and thin.

Huo Yuan clenched the armrest with both hands, and pursed his thin lips tightly, staring at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze didn't look up, didn't notice Huo Yuan's nervousness, the thin legs in front of him were linked to Huo Yuan, the son of the emperor, like a big joke played by fate, which made him feel a little distressed.

He touched it lightly and asked softly, "Are you conscious? What did the doctor say?"

"It's a little numb," Huo Yuan said in a low voice, his heart really didn't know his condition, "Paralysis caused by spinal nerve damage."

Yu Ze had a bottom line in his heart. He stroked his thumb on his calf, feeling cold: "It can be treated, it can be recovered, but..."

"Are you serious?" Huo Yuan was about to move the wheelchair backwards, ending the meaningless time of inquiring, but unexpectedly Yu Ze said that it could be cured, suddenly interrupted Yu Ze's words, leaned forward unconsciously, and narrowed the distance between Yu Ze and Yu Ze.

Yu Ze raised his head and saw the urgency and hope in Huo Yuan's eyes. He ignored the uncertainty in his heart, smiled and affirmed: "Well, your situation is not the worst, it can be recovered."

He went through the acupuncture techniques in the golden acupuncture technique, and quickly decided on a treatment plan. Thinking of the effects mentioned in the book, he became more confident, but he was worried that the actual situation would not match and would make Huo Yuan disappointed. Said, "Up to a year."

Huo Yuan stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Not only a top acupuncturist has shown me, but no one dares to conclude that it can be cured." He hated the words uncertainty, depending on the situation, but he didn't dare to believe it at will. can be cured.

Yu Ze looked him in the eye: "My idea is acupuncture combined with massage, and diet therapy. I am very confident."

Huo Yuan looked at him for a while, suppressed his excitement, moved his upper body back, leaned his back against the wheelchair, and pondered for a moment: "What did you just want to say?"

Yu Ze: "But it takes half a month of conditioning before formal treatment can begin."

Huo Yuan's tense muscles relaxed, looked at Yu Ze, and said thoughtfully, "According to my investigation, your grandmother's medical skills are not as effective as you said. You are too young."

Yu Ze understood what he meant: "You don't believe me, I can understand it completely, I will give you confidence." He said, took off his backpack, and took out the courier from the courier station from the bag.

He took the courier and came to Huo Yuan directly. He didn't even open the outer packaging. He squatted in front of Huo Yuan, quickly opened the courier box, and took out a box of acupuncture needles.

A piece of paper was brought out and fell at Huo Yuan's feet. It was a shopping receipt. Huo Yuan saw the large total amount of 28.9 yuan in the lower right corner.

Yu Ze didn't pay attention, opened the lid, took out the needle, and explained, "This is a new one, it's disposable, and it's very clean."

"Wait," Huo Yuan controlled the wheelchair to move back a little, and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to use this thing to give me acupuncture?"

Yu Ze was puzzled, but explained patiently: "This is the tool of acupuncture, don't be nervous, it won't hurt."

Huo Yuan: "A box of 500 needles costs 28.9 yuan? Are you sure you can use them?"

"Uh," Yu Ze understood, Huo Yuan had probably never seen such a bargain, and his tone was sincere, "It can be used, I have compared a lot of companies, this one has good reviews, and it's not cheap anymore, there is also a box For 15 yuan, I saw too many bad reviews and didn't buy it."

Huo Yuan: "I'll have someone send me a set." He glanced at Yu Ze who was unpacking the box, and said, "Forget it."

He put his hand on his thigh, thinking that it was already useless, what could the worst be? He was eager to see how far Yu Ze could do it.

"Let's get started," he said.

Yu Ze rolled his eyes, moved forward a little bit, moved to Huo Yuan's feet, took out the needle he needed, placed it on the box, took one, pointed it exactly at the acupoint, and slowly twisted it in. .

He was very fast, and after a while, Huo Yuan had five needles in his left foot.

After the piercing, he breathed lightly, relaxed, and smiled at Huo Yuan: "The needle is a little soft, but it can be used, and the price is good."

Huo Yuan said coldly, "I don't feel it."

Yu Ze gently reassured: "You are injured, and your perception is slow, and it will be there soon."

A minute later, Huo Yuan's stern expression disappeared, he bent down and stared at his feet, his right hand hung down, trembling and approached his right foot, but he didn't touch it.

Yu Ze's heart was slightly sour: "It's not your illusion," he put his fingertips against Huo Yuan's instep, "It's getting warmer."

Huo Yuan raised his eyes, he sat and bent over, Yu Ze squatted at his feet, the two of them were very close to each other, their eyes met, and both of them were slightly startled.

Huo Yuan lowered his eyes, his right hand touched his leg, his tentacles were no longer cold, and warmth rushed to his heart along his fingertips. Three minutes later, he straightened up and looked at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze put the remaining needles back into the box, put them in his backpack, picked up the express box and the documents and threw them into the trash can, then returned to Huo Yuan's feet, felt the temperature with the back of his hand, and removed the needles.

"It won't be cold tonight," he said, looking up at Huo Yuan with anticipation, "Are you willing to believe me?"

"Well," Huo Yuan's tone was calm, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes lit up with hope, "I still have some complications. You and my personal doctor, Dr. Li, discuss the treatment plan and tell me the final plan."

Yu Ze achieved his goal. He was very happy, and his eyes were shining: "Can I include room and board?"

"Bao, the salary is temporarily the same as Chen Wei, 50,000 a month. If it is as you said, I will give you a red envelope of 5 million after I recover." Huo Yuan said.

Yu Ze laughed: "The salary is very high, so you don't need to give so many red envelopes."

"Not much." Huo Yuan said.

This is nothing compared to his legs.

Yu Ze understood what he meant and nodded readily: "Okay, do you want to sign the contract now?"

Half an hour later, Yu Ze and Huo Yuan signed a one-year work contract.

Huo Yuan instructed Ma Zhang, "Arrange him a room and take him to dinner."

·

Yu Ze's room is next to Chen Wei, one bedroom and one living room, which means that the room where Ze lives now is much more beautiful. He put away his backpack and followed Ma Zhang to the staff restaurant.

There were four bodyguards eating in the restaurant. Yu Ze listened to Zhang's instructions and didn't greet anyone casually.

After dinner, Yu Ze went to see Dr. Li. As soon as Dr. Li saw him, he couldn't help but ask, "Is everything you told Mr. Huo true?"

Yu Ze nodded, asked Huo Yuan's physical condition in detail, and slightly modified the original treatment plan according to the situation.

Dr. Li asked curiously, "Tell me what you think."

"I'll type it down. I'll discuss it later." Yu Ze took out his notebook and wrote down the treatment plan he had thought of under the blank document, including acupuncture, massage and recipes. Data typing.

After he finished playing, he checked it again, made sure it was correct, and began to talk about his ideas, why these acupuncture points and why they were in this order, he explained very clearly, the efficacy of the recipe, including how to condition Huo Yuan's body, what effect it would achieve, And the reasons for changing recipes at different stages are all well-founded.

After he finished speaking, he was a little nervous: "Doctor Li, do you think it's feasible?"

Dr. Li pushed off his glasses, grabbed his computer, and stared at the screen, his eyes getting more and more frantic: "You are a genius, you have created two acupuncture methods, which is the gospel of paralyzed patients!"

Yu Ze was very guilty, the needling method was not created by him, but the golden finger given to him by the system.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support (づ￣3￣)づ╭? ~ Happy weekend ~ Acupuncture is indeed useful for paralysis, but golden fingers, don’t contact reality! _(:з"∠)_Thanks to the little angel who voted or irrigated nutrient solution for me during 2020-07-09 19:49:26~2020-07-1019:34:29~

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