Happy Marriage

If Master was here, it would be great. An Sheng was full of chagrin, even depressed, he must know what he did wrong, and he must have a way to remedy it.

It's a pity that the master is not here, and I am really nothing without him, nothing.

Everyone in the room stared at her fiercely, with strong dissatisfaction and condemnation.

An Sheng took two steps back, his brain swelled and his whole body cold, like falling into an ice cave.

If the old lady really has some strengths and weaknesses, what can he do? Yu Jingyun is kind to him, how can he face him?

Madam Hou shouted coldly, "Don't kneel down yet!"

An Sheng knelt down with a "pop", full of guilt, panic and self-blame.

"An Sheng is wrong, An Sheng is guilty."

"What's the matter, please come and take a look at Doctor Xuan?" the second lady suggested.

Mrs. Hou hurriedly ordered the servants to summon the doctor in the house.

Lin Wanwan leaned down and rolled up his sleeves: "My ancestors had a massage technique, let me try it for the old lady and see if it works?"

Mrs. Hou didn't speak up, and naturally no one stopped them.

She gently kneaded and slowly pushed a pair of slender hands on the old lady's waist.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on her, and they couldn't take their eyes off her.

In this room, the old lady was paralyzed, and she went to ask the doctor in a hurry, which alarmed many people in the house. They all came over after hearing the news and asked about the old lady's condition. Naturally, she was full of contempt and schadenfreude towards Ansheng on the ground. Sex, all with sarcastic whispers, saying anything ugly.

An Sheng knelt on the ground, only to feel that the eyes of the people around him were like arrows, and they shot sharply at him, losing the ugly. She bit her lower lip tightly, never been so embarrassed before.

The wall was pushed down by everyone, even if Yu Jingyun was protecting him, no one could protect him from such a disaster today!

After a long cup of tea, the old lady said "Huh": "It seems to be a little conscious."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Lin Wanwan worked harder and harder, his subordinates kept going, even fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

The old lady became more and more delighted, and moved her body laboriously: "Okay, okay, it really works, and my legs can move."

Lin Wanwan stopped panting and wiped the sweat from his face: "Fortunately, the massage was done in time, and the old lady should be able to take care of it for a while, and she should be safe and sound."

"Fortunately, I am here today." Mrs. Hou sighed in relief.

Immediately, there was praise from the surroundings: "This savage man can't believe it, but this orthodox medical officer has an extraordinary shot."

"That's right. Almost made a big mistake today."

Everyone helped the old lady to turn over and leaned on the mat, only then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, there are no surprises. We must learn a lesson in the future, and we must not take chances." Mrs. Hou Ye sighed, relieved.

The old lady patted her heart, but also had lingering fears: "I was scared to death just now, and the whole lower body seems to be unconscious, it is not my own. If this is paralyzed on the bed, what is it?"

At this time, everyone naturally remembered the culprit of this disaster, and turned their eyes to Xia Ansheng on the ground.

Mrs. Hou Ye snorted coldly: "Come on, send her to the government for disposal!"

The old lady sighed softly: "Forget it, her father is also a waiter anyway, so he has to keep three points of affection. Fortunately, there is no danger, so it will be avoided."

Mrs. Hou was angry: "It's because her father is a servant, so I don't care about her. If I were an ordinary person, why should I hand it over to the government, and give her dozens of boards first."

The old lady waved her hand wearily: "You have forgotten the temperament of your own demon king? Why bother him? Send her back to the Shilang's mansion."

Mrs. Hou's anger was still unabated: "You are always compassionate, and your heart is soft like a Bodhisattva. Forget it, my daughter-in-law will listen to your old words and forgive her for the time being. Come, send Miss Xia back to Shilang's mansion."

An Sheng has been kneeling on the cold ground, bowing his head guiltily, ashamed. Hearing Mrs. Hou's decision, he didn't care about himself, and held back his tears to kowtow to the old lady: "Thank you for your mercy, Mrs. for your forgiveness."

Mrs. Hou waved at her impatiently: "Get out of here soon!"

Before An Sheng got up, there were hurried footsteps outside, and the servants waiting outside greeted him in unison: "See you, Lord Shizi."

Everyone looked at the door in unison, knowing that Yu Jingyun had returned to the house.

Yu Jingyun swept in like a gust of wind, grabbed An Sheng on the ground, and took him into his arms. With a chilling air, he slowly glanced at the people in front of him: "What's going on?"

An Sheng clenched his teeth tightly: "An Sheng is not good at learning skills, oversighted, and almost made a big mistake, Yu Shizi, I'm sorry."

Mrs. Hou even talked about the fact that An Sheng almost paralyzed the old lady.

"Looking at your love, we don't care about this girl, but in Hou's mansion, we can't keep her, Jingyun, send her back to Shilang's mansion quickly."

Yu Jingyun didn't understand the doorway in these medical techniques, so he just looked down at An Sheng.

An Sheng held back his grievance: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. I have treated many patients before, and I have never made any mistakes. I don't know what I did wrong."

Yu Jingyun raised his face and took a deep breath: "It's not your fault, I insisted on you to diagnose and treat my grandmother. If there is any fault, it is also my fault."

Mrs. Hou snorted in dissatisfaction, and said sharply: "It's clear that she is beyond her own power, and you still cover her up for her. If it wasn't for bending, your grandmother would be paralyzed on the bed! Quark doctor!"

Yu Jingyun opened his mouth to refute, but was stopped by An Sheng.

"It's really An Sheng's fault. I shouldn't be stubborn, I'm to blame." She lowered her head: "I don't have the face to stay here. Yu Shizi, thank you for your care."

She turned around to clean up the needle bag on the table, Yu Jingyun stepped forward in two steps and grabbed her wrist: "You really left like this?"

An Sheng gave a wry smile, only he could understand the momentary frustration.

She raised her face, but did not answer Yu Jingyun's words, but asked Lin Wanwan sincerely: "Miss Wanwan, can you tell me what went wrong just now?"

Lin Wanwan snorted softly: "I said long ago that I don't understand the crooked ways of you savages, and naturally I don't understand either. Where did you go wrong just now?"

"My master taught me that when treating a disease and saving a person, you should dialectically give rescue due to the disease. If you can make the old lady safe and sound through the technique of massage, you will definitely be able to perceive where the focus of Shicai's disease is. An Sheng urges Miss Wanwan to give her some advice."

Lin Wanwan snorted again from the end of her nose: "With such a big disaster today, is it possible that you will still practice medicine in the future? You should stop it, and it would be better to harm a few people less."

This remark immediately received a sound of sympathy: "That's it, can't it be taken as a warning?"

"I won't give needles again in the future." Facing everyone's cynicism, An Sheng said calmly: "But I can't just be so ignorant, I need to know where I am wrong."

"Bullshit," Yu Jingyun refuted: "It's just a small setback, so give up easily, this is not the Xia Ansheng I know."

An Sheng gave Yu Jingyun a far-fetched smile: "I just learned a little bit of fur, so I can't count it as halfway."

She looked at Lin Wanwan very seriously: "I'm doing acupuncture just now and it's the same as yesterday, and I admit that I'm already skilled, and I definitely won't hurt the old lady's vital points. Although I'm not a long time student, I still have this confidence. some.

Moreover, my master told me that if acupuncture is performed carelessly and the meridians that directly reach the brain are injured, it will indeed lead to paralysis of the lower body. But I don't understand, how can the old lady be safe under her knees, but only half paralyzed? Can Wanwan girl give me some pointers? "

Lin Wanwan hesitated: "Medicine is extensive and profound, how can it be explained in a few words? I haven't seen you doing acupuncture, how can I know which muscle and bone you have hurt the old lady?"

An Sheng took a deep breath and looked at Lin Wanwan with burning eyes: "Miss Wanwan doesn't know where the lesion is, so how do you massage? You and I are both medical students, so we naturally understand that blind massage will only be harmful and not beneficial. And Miss Wanwan is in her hands just now, and she is obviously well-informed."

"Are you trying to shirk the responsibility?" Lin Wanwan was speechless when he was questioned by An Sheng, and couldn't help but lose his temper: "In the eyes of the public, everyone can see it, what else could be the reason if it wasn't your responsibility for acupuncture?"

"That's right, Miss Wanwan has never been close to the old lady. If you want to shirk your responsibility, you have to find a good excuse. She helped you today and is kind to you. Why do you question her instead? Know what is good and what is wrong, and avenge your kindness!"

For a while, there were different opinions, and they all accused An Sheng.

An Sheng took a deep breath: "It's An Sheng's responsibility, and An Sheng will naturally take it. I don't mean to shirk the responsibility at all, but An Sheng can't be so vague."

"What's so confusing? If you want to know what went wrong, it's not easy? I'm willing to let you experiment."

Yu Jingyun's understated remarks caused a sudden inhalation in the room.

Mrs. Hou Ye and the old lady also changed their expressions immediately, and scolded in unison: "Nonsense!"

Yu Jingyun is the treasure of the Dingguo Marquis Mansion, and in the future, the Marquis Mansion will all be counted on him alone, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. His proposal is simply absurd!

An Sheng also looked at Yu Jingyun dumbfounded, a little shocked.

There is a car in front and a rut in the back. The old lady was almost paralyzed just under his own hands, and he is not good at walking. In order to solve the doubts in his heart, Yu Jingyun took the initiative to ask Ying to give him acupuncture?

If you say that this innocent heart is not moved, it is false, and An Sheng almost burst into tears.

Just for what?