Chapter 3519 Hope

Cheng Fengsu has already gained a lot, why is she still aggressive and persistent?

She is so damned!

"You mean, Yuan Xianxian can't tolerate me, implying that Zhou Xiang hurt me, and I have to think about her?" Standing behind Yuan Zhong, Cheng Fengsu pointed to an acupuncture point for the family doctor to write down, and then glanced at Yuan Ce. : "The original third young master repayed grievances with virtue, how can he repay virtue?"

Yuan Ce blushed from choking, and couldn't say anything to refute.

"Besides, Yuan San Shao..." After teaching all the acupoints, Cheng Fengsu pulled a disinfectant wipe and wiped his hands slowly, "You have to figure it out, from the beginning to the end, Cheng Fengsu's place was occupied by Yuan Xianxian , instead of me Cheng Fengsu has enjoyed the glory and wealth of the original family for 23 years, she owes me, not I owe her!"

Cheng Fengsu raised his eyes, put away his smiling face, and put away his cold eyes, "Yuan Ce, put away your face that I owe you eight million. I don't owe Yuan Xianxian, let alone you!"

Yuan Ce looked at Cheng Fengsu, and was shocked by Cheng Fengsu's sudden aura for a moment.

She was obviously just a little girl who looked to be in her early twenties at most, but the aura bursting out of her body was like that of his grandfather, like Mount Tai pressing down on top of her, making him unable to breathe.

His throat was dry, his mouth was tongue-tied, and he couldn't speak.

Cheng Fengsu was too lazy to talk to such an idiot who didn't distinguish between black and white, so he turned his face to the family doctor standing beside her and said, "I'll see, you press it for my second brother, and I'll see if your acupuncture points and technique are correct."

"Yes!" The family doctor responded respectfully.

The family doctor gave Yuan Zhong a press, and Cheng Fengsu stood aside to correct him.

After the family doctor had fully learned it, the housekeeper also came in and reported: "Sir, madam, a guest is here."

The original mother stood up excitedly: "Hurry up and ask Dr. Yue to come in."

She had already asked Ye Xingbei, and knew that Ye Xingbei's doctor friend was called Yue Ya'er.

The butler politely and respectfully let Yue Ya'er into the living room.

Behind Yue Ya'er was her new assistant, Xia Xiaohe.

Yu Yang also followed, carrying in his hand the medicine box Yue Ya'er used to go out to see.

"Please sit down, Doctor Yue." Yuan's father and Yuan's mother exchanged warm greetings.

"No, thank you," Yue Ya'er greeted everyone with a polite smile, and got straight to the point: "I'd better take a look at the patient first."

Her eyes fell on Yuan Zhong.

Yuan Zhong smiled and nodded at her: "I'm causing trouble for Dr. Yue."

"No trouble, that's where the responsibility lies." Yue Ya'er walked up to Yuan Zhong, helped Yuan Zhong get his pulse first, then stood up, stood behind Yuan Zhong, and pressed more than a dozen degrees on top of Yuan Zhong's head.

After she finished pressing, the original mother, who was afraid to vent her anger, asked nervously: "Doctor Yue, can it be cured?"

The original mother's nervous face turned pale, her eyes fixed on Yue Ya'er, her heart rose to her throat.

Since Yuan Zhong's leg was disabled, the Yuan family has found eighty doctors for Yuan Zhong, if not a hundred.

Every time a new doctor came to see Yuan Zhong, she was always like this, with a heart raised in her throat, eager to hear the answer she wanted to hear, and afraid of hearing the answer she didn't want to hear.

Time and time again, she received hope and disappointment again and again, but she never thought of giving up.

as big as World, nothing is nonexistent.

What if one day God takes pity on her and allows her to meet a miracle doctor who can cure her son?

Her son is still young and must not spend his whole life in a wheelchair.