Chapter 426 Why is she so annoying?
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Jiu Yang Zhu Zhu
Mo Yang spoke righteously, raised his fingers, and banged the table with his knuckles.
At this moment, he was like a large, angry fire-breathing dragon.
Jiang Wan was also angry. She pushed Tian Tian to Ping An's care, walked to the table in a few steps, and slapped the table.
"boom!"
Mo Yang's voice was loud, Jiang Wan's was even louder, and even the things on the table shook.
Mo Yang was shocked. He was a doctor, and few people dared to get angry with him.
He is not usually so irritable, just because Qiao Liancheng looks so much like his cousin Haijing.
Only then will he unconsciously have a sense of belonging and regard the other person as one of his own.
That's why he's so angry.
But why is this woman so fierce?
Mo Yang was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
Jiang Wan said angrily: "You saved him because he is a hero and a friend of Jiang Cheng."
"But he is my husband, the man I want to share through thick and thin and spend the rest of my life with!"
"You have also seen his case. He was injured a second time after the operation. He has almost no feeling in his arm. Even the director of the main hospital has notified him to prepare for amputation."
"Is there a problem if I try something else?"
"Besides, this is not a folk remedy I heard from anywhere. Uncle Fu is a serious traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He has seen more patients than you have eaten rice."
Mo Yang: "..." Eaten rice!Don’t you even draft a draft when you’re bragging?
Jiang Wan continued: "It turns out that the medicine tube worked. Qiao Liancheng's arm has recovered and he can even hold things."
Mo Yang interrupted her: "That won't work either. That kind of medicine has no scientific basis. Even if it is temporarily cured now, who knows if there will be any side effects."
"Chinese medicine? Chinese medicine is just grass roots and leaves. They are all misleading people."
"It's okay to treat itchy skin and athlete's foot. How can Qiao Liancheng's recovery of arm nerves be fooled by those rotten leaves?"
"I'm lucky that I'm fine now! You thought you could just sit back and relax!"
Jiang Wan slapped her face hard again, directly interrupting Mo Yang's accusation:
"Why, Western medicine is very advanced, right? Why can't Western medicine cure cancer, ALS, and cerebral palsy?"
"You despise Chinese medicine as a rotten leaf, but I also despise Western medicine as having bad intentions!"
"Western medicine only treats the disease without curing the root cause. It just empties people's potential and drinks poison to quench thirst! Western medicine just uses the guise of quick treatment to drain every penny out of the patients' pockets."
Seeing that Mo Yang opened his mouth to refute again, Jiang Wan slammed the table again, and directly retorted what he wanted to say.
“I don’t care whether it’s Chinese medicine or Western medicine, I just know that a good doctor is one who can cure diseases!”
"Doctor Mo, you are also a member of the Flower Planting family. The 5000-year cultural tradition of the Planting Flower Family has been given to you, right?"
"The essence passed down by our ancestors is just rubbish in your eyes, right?"
"Then why are you still alive? Just take a knife and bleed yourself, drain all the blood, and then go abroad for a transfusion of foreign blood."
"You don't want to be a 'flower grower' either."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something and shook her head with regret:
"Oh no, the blood has been exchanged, but the bones and meat are still from the 'Growing Flowers' family."
"How about this? You go back and discuss it with your parents, and reincarnate yourself abroad!"
Mo Yang was about to go crazy and slapped the table: "What are you talking about? You, you are simply a shrew!"
"I'm just talking about the matter. What does this have to do with tradition and my bloodline? How can you attack me personally!"
Jiang Wan sneered: "Why doesn't it matter? You have abandoned the 5000-year-old traditional medical skills of 'planting flowers' with a look of contempt and disgust. Have you forgotten your roots?"
Mo Yang was a little crazy, wondering why this woman was so unreasonable.
Now he finally understands what it means to be a shrew!
"I'm talking about the matter. What I'm talking about now is how Qiao Liancheng's arm can be misused with medicine."
Jiang Wan roared angrily: "That's my man. Western medicine says his arm is hopeless and needs to be amputated. I'm going to use Chinese medicine. I'll try whatever I can."
"Not to mention Chinese medicine, as long as I can treat his arm, I won't hesitate to use Miao or Tibetan medicine!"
"What's wrong with me!"
"Facts have proved that I can cure injuries that cannot be treated by Western medicine. This is the best proof!"
Qiao Liancheng and his two children on the side looked confused, looking at Jiang Wan and then Mo Yang.
Look at whoever speaks.
As a result, the three heads turned in unison, and they looked inexplicably happy.
Qiao Liancheng saw the two of them quarreling more and more fiercely, with no one giving in.
He hurried forward and stopped the two of them. He grabbed Jiang Wan's hand and said:
"Forget it, stop talking, we won't watch it!"
After saying that, he dragged Jiang Wan out of the door.
Jiang Wan was still aggressive, but Qiao Liancheng had already pulled her out of the door.
The two children also went out together.
Outside.
Qiao Liancheng dragged Jiang Wan out. When they were more than ten meters away, Jiang Wan shook off his hand.
"Why did you drag me out? We came here to see a doctor. How can we see a doctor if we are gone like this?" Jiang Wan asked angrily.
Qiao Liancheng sighed: "How could I have such a quarrel with the doctor?"
Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows: "You are blaming me!"
Qiao Liancheng shook his head hastily: "No, how could I blame you? Besides, you are right. Regardless of Chinese or Western medicine, as long as it can cure the disease, it is good!"
Jiang Wan's mood eased a little, and her anger seemed to dissipate a little.
Qiao Liancheng's words still reminded her, yes, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, if it can cure a disease, it is good.
Qiao Liancheng's arm recovered well after using Fubo's traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
Today, those rehabilitation methods of Western medicine may be the most effective.
So, why was she blushing and thick-necked when she argued with him?
The most important thing now is to treat Qiao Liancheng's arm. As long as his arm can be cured, it doesn't matter if she surrenders.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wan looked at Qiao Liancheng:
"Come on, let's go back!"
Qiao Liancheng was a little confused: "Ah, haven't you made enough noise?"
Jiang Wan shook her head: "No, let's go get treatment."
He couldn't help but drag Qiao Liancheng back.
On Mo Yang's side, when the door closed, he was so angry that his chest hurt.
Since becoming a doctor, he has been exposed to patients with cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral thrombosis most often, and only one-third of them have recovered after limb transplantation.
Because he has dealt with these people a lot, he knows that the worst thing to do is to be angry. It is common for people to have cerebral hemorrhage when they are angry. He has learned to maintain his health because of this, and he is rarely so angry.
He was really angry today, very angry.
He gasped for breath a few more times, and his eyes moved down, landing on a small ceramic rabbit on the table.
It was given to him by his cousin Haijing.
When he saw the little rabbit, he thought of his cousin Haijing again.
Why do Qiao Liancheng and Hai Jing look so similar.
If you are not familiar with it, Leng Ding will think it is Hai Jing coming.
The same face shape and contours, and the same strong and handsome look.
Exactly the same!
At this moment, he was like a large, angry fire-breathing dragon.
Jiang Wan was also angry. She pushed Tian Tian to Ping An's care, walked to the table in a few steps, and slapped the table.
"boom!"
Mo Yang's voice was loud, Jiang Wan's was even louder, and even the things on the table shook.
Mo Yang was shocked. He was a doctor, and few people dared to get angry with him.
He is not usually so irritable, just because Qiao Liancheng looks so much like his cousin Haijing.
Only then will he unconsciously have a sense of belonging and regard the other person as one of his own.
That's why he's so angry.
But why is this woman so fierce?
Mo Yang was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
Jiang Wan said angrily: "You saved him because he is a hero and a friend of Jiang Cheng."
"But he is my husband, the man I want to share through thick and thin and spend the rest of my life with!"
"You have also seen his case. He was injured a second time after the operation. He has almost no feeling in his arm. Even the director of the main hospital has notified him to prepare for amputation."
"Is there a problem if I try something else?"
"Besides, this is not a folk remedy I heard from anywhere. Uncle Fu is a serious traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He has seen more patients than you have eaten rice."
Mo Yang: "..." Eaten rice!Don’t you even draft a draft when you’re bragging?
Jiang Wan continued: "It turns out that the medicine tube worked. Qiao Liancheng's arm has recovered and he can even hold things."
Mo Yang interrupted her: "That won't work either. That kind of medicine has no scientific basis. Even if it is temporarily cured now, who knows if there will be any side effects."
"Chinese medicine? Chinese medicine is just grass roots and leaves. They are all misleading people."
"It's okay to treat itchy skin and athlete's foot. How can Qiao Liancheng's recovery of arm nerves be fooled by those rotten leaves?"
"I'm lucky that I'm fine now! You thought you could just sit back and relax!"
Jiang Wan slapped her face hard again, directly interrupting Mo Yang's accusation:
"Why, Western medicine is very advanced, right? Why can't Western medicine cure cancer, ALS, and cerebral palsy?"
"You despise Chinese medicine as a rotten leaf, but I also despise Western medicine as having bad intentions!"
"Western medicine only treats the disease without curing the root cause. It just empties people's potential and drinks poison to quench thirst! Western medicine just uses the guise of quick treatment to drain every penny out of the patients' pockets."
Seeing that Mo Yang opened his mouth to refute again, Jiang Wan slammed the table again, and directly retorted what he wanted to say.
“I don’t care whether it’s Chinese medicine or Western medicine, I just know that a good doctor is one who can cure diseases!”
"Doctor Mo, you are also a member of the Flower Planting family. The 5000-year cultural tradition of the Planting Flower Family has been given to you, right?"
"The essence passed down by our ancestors is just rubbish in your eyes, right?"
"Then why are you still alive? Just take a knife and bleed yourself, drain all the blood, and then go abroad for a transfusion of foreign blood."
"You don't want to be a 'flower grower' either."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something and shook her head with regret:
"Oh no, the blood has been exchanged, but the bones and meat are still from the 'Growing Flowers' family."
"How about this? You go back and discuss it with your parents, and reincarnate yourself abroad!"
Mo Yang was about to go crazy and slapped the table: "What are you talking about? You, you are simply a shrew!"
"I'm just talking about the matter. What does this have to do with tradition and my bloodline? How can you attack me personally!"
Jiang Wan sneered: "Why doesn't it matter? You have abandoned the 5000-year-old traditional medical skills of 'planting flowers' with a look of contempt and disgust. Have you forgotten your roots?"
Mo Yang was a little crazy, wondering why this woman was so unreasonable.
Now he finally understands what it means to be a shrew!
"I'm talking about the matter. What I'm talking about now is how Qiao Liancheng's arm can be misused with medicine."
Jiang Wan roared angrily: "That's my man. Western medicine says his arm is hopeless and needs to be amputated. I'm going to use Chinese medicine. I'll try whatever I can."
"Not to mention Chinese medicine, as long as I can treat his arm, I won't hesitate to use Miao or Tibetan medicine!"
"What's wrong with me!"
"Facts have proved that I can cure injuries that cannot be treated by Western medicine. This is the best proof!"
Qiao Liancheng and his two children on the side looked confused, looking at Jiang Wan and then Mo Yang.
Look at whoever speaks.
As a result, the three heads turned in unison, and they looked inexplicably happy.
Qiao Liancheng saw the two of them quarreling more and more fiercely, with no one giving in.
He hurried forward and stopped the two of them. He grabbed Jiang Wan's hand and said:
"Forget it, stop talking, we won't watch it!"
After saying that, he dragged Jiang Wan out of the door.
Jiang Wan was still aggressive, but Qiao Liancheng had already pulled her out of the door.
The two children also went out together.
Outside.
Qiao Liancheng dragged Jiang Wan out. When they were more than ten meters away, Jiang Wan shook off his hand.
"Why did you drag me out? We came here to see a doctor. How can we see a doctor if we are gone like this?" Jiang Wan asked angrily.
Qiao Liancheng sighed: "How could I have such a quarrel with the doctor?"
Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows: "You are blaming me!"
Qiao Liancheng shook his head hastily: "No, how could I blame you? Besides, you are right. Regardless of Chinese or Western medicine, as long as it can cure the disease, it is good!"
Jiang Wan's mood eased a little, and her anger seemed to dissipate a little.
Qiao Liancheng's words still reminded her, yes, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, if it can cure a disease, it is good.
Qiao Liancheng's arm recovered well after using Fubo's traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
Today, those rehabilitation methods of Western medicine may be the most effective.
So, why was she blushing and thick-necked when she argued with him?
The most important thing now is to treat Qiao Liancheng's arm. As long as his arm can be cured, it doesn't matter if she surrenders.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wan looked at Qiao Liancheng:
"Come on, let's go back!"
Qiao Liancheng was a little confused: "Ah, haven't you made enough noise?"
Jiang Wan shook her head: "No, let's go get treatment."
He couldn't help but drag Qiao Liancheng back.
On Mo Yang's side, when the door closed, he was so angry that his chest hurt.
Since becoming a doctor, he has been exposed to patients with cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral thrombosis most often, and only one-third of them have recovered after limb transplantation.
Because he has dealt with these people a lot, he knows that the worst thing to do is to be angry. It is common for people to have cerebral hemorrhage when they are angry. He has learned to maintain his health because of this, and he is rarely so angry.
He was really angry today, very angry.
He gasped for breath a few more times, and his eyes moved down, landing on a small ceramic rabbit on the table.
It was given to him by his cousin Haijing.
When he saw the little rabbit, he thought of his cousin Haijing again.
Why do Qiao Liancheng and Hai Jing look so similar.
If you are not familiar with it, Leng Ding will think it is Hai Jing coming.
The same face shape and contours, and the same strong and handsome look.
Exactly the same!
