Wang Qiankun couldn't figure it out.

Since Lu Baicao doesn’t know Wang Yan, why is he so polite to her?

Is it because of a brain disease?

According to rumors, some outliers are strange in nature and moody. Could it be that Lu Baicao is such a person?

"Start the treatment."

Lu Baicao took out a pair of needle capsules and sat down by the bed: "Although your disease is not common, it is not difficult to treat as long as the right medicine is prescribed. I will give you an injection once, and then prescribe the medicine for a week. You only need to take it on time, and you will see the effect after one week."

Wang Qiankun nodded repeatedly: "It's a miracle doctor."

He was extremely excited.

Listening to what Lu Baicao said, his life has been saved!

No one is not afraid of death.

Especially for rich and powerful people like him, they cherish their lives particularly.

"Uncle the clothes and lay them flat so that I can apply needles."

While Lu Baicao was speaking, he pinched the sterilized silver needle in his hand.

Wang Dongshan hurried forward to help his father untied his clothes.

Lu Baicao pinched the silver needle and felt a little nervous.

After all, the current situation is equivalent to showing medical skills in front of the Holy Lord.

If you perform poorly, it is very likely to affect your future.

Otherwise, it may be an opportunity for you.

A rare opportunity.

About ten seconds later, he took a deep breath, his fingers popped out at a terrifying speed, and a total of seven silver needles flew out and pierced them on Lu Baicao's chest.

The strength of each needle is just right.

One tiny more is too deep, and one tiny less is too shallow.

Then Lu Baicao mobilized his internal strength, and his fingers bounced back and forth on the seven silver needles like playing a piano. The internal strength stimulated the acupoints through the tip of the needle, and an invisible force wandered inside Wang Qiankun's body.

This is not like acupuncture, but rather like an artistic performance.

After five minutes.

Lu Baicao swept forward his palm, and all seven silver needles were pulled out and clamped into the gap between his fingers.

Wang Qiankun, who had originally had a disastrous face, suddenly had a red face, as if he had regained his vitality.

"Doctor Lu is worthy of being a miracle doctor. He is such a wonderful way to rejuvenate his youth!"

Wang Qiankun couldn't help but exclaim: "After you applied the needle, I felt that my body had recovered from seventy or eight."

"The Wang family leader has been awarded too much."

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Baicao's forehead.

He was under too much pressure.

However, he was still very satisfied with the technique he used to apply the needle just now, and it could even be said to have performed extraordinaryly.

He took out a tissue and took advantage of the opportunity to wipe his sweat and secretly glanced at Chu Feng's face.

I saw the Holy Lord looking at him with a smile, and I felt extremely satisfied.

"Don't eat greasy or spicy foods for the next week."

While Lu Baicao was speaking, he took out paper and pen and wrote seven prescriptions for him. After writing, he secretly glanced at Chu Feng. Seeing that he looked normal, he probably agreed with his method of taking medicine. Then he handed it to Wang Qiankun: "I marked these seven prescriptions one to seven. From today onwards, I will take medicine according to the prescription corresponding to the serial number every day."

"Thank you, the doctor."

Wang Qiankun turned over and sat up, put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Wang Dongshan was also full of joy and said, "Doctor Lu, it's time for lunch now, so I have asked someone to prepare some simple meals..."

"No, no, no, I'm in a hurry and I won't eat."

Lu Baicao hurriedly refused before he could finish speaking.

He knew very well.

After dinner, the people from the Wang family must be dining at the same table as the Holy Lord.

And I am just an ordinary doctor in Huichun Hall under Changsheng Pavilion. Where is the right to have a meal with the Holy Lord?

Even if the Holy Lord does not blame him, if this matter is passed back to Changsheng Pavilion, will it be better to break the rules?

Wang Dongshan hurriedly said, "The miracle doctor is busy with everything he wants and is busy saving people every day, but he has to eat! My meal is ready, so don't be polite to us."

polite?

Will I be polite to you?

How big is your face?

Lu Baicao muttered in his heart, still shook his head and refused.

Wang Qiankun, who was standing beside him, hurriedly persuaded him.

But Lu Baicao refused to agree and hurriedly left after packing up his things.

Wang Qiankun could not keep him, so he had to go out to see him off.

He was almost certain that Lu Baicao was the kind of master with a strange temperament.

Ordinary people can't figure out the minds of such people.

Moody, think about it one after another.

At the same time, he also confirmed something. The reason why Lu Baicao spoke for Wang Yan was not because of her strange character.

After seeing off Lu Baicao, the smile on Wang Qiankun's face disappeared instantly.

He glanced at Wang Yan and Chu Feng and said angrily: "Let's go, go to have a meal."

Wang Yan nodded repeatedly.

Although I felt that my father's attitude was a little cold and completely different from before, I didn't think much about it and went to the restaurant with a happy face.

The brothers Wang Dongshan and Wang Donghai also turned cold.

After the six people came to the restaurant to sit down, Wang Qiankun glanced at Su Qingxue: "I heard that you inherited the Haoyue Group?"

"Yes, grandpa."

Su Qingxue nodded.

Although I felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, I didn't think much about it.

Wang Qiankun sneered and asked, "This Haoyue Group was originally owned by Lu Junhao? Why did he transfer it to you for no reason?"

Su Qingxue frowned.

Wang Qiankun's tone made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But he still explained patiently: "Chu Feng is the boss behind Lu Junhao."

"Yeah?"

Wang Donghai, who was standing aside, glanced at Chu Feng disdainfully: "Lu Junhao started from scratch, where did the boss behind the scenes come from? This is just a scam for the children."

Wang Qiankun also stared at them questioningly.

Wang Yan's face turned cold: "Second brother, what do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

Wang Donghai snorted, slapped the chopsticks on the table, pointed at Su Qingxue and said, "This girl is your illegitimate daughter, right? No wonder the Su family has never liked you mother and daughter over the years. This is simply a disgrace to my Wang family!"

"You fart!"

Wang Yan's face turned blue with anger.

She never dreamed that such words were said from her own brother.

I couldn't help but slam the table and stood up, pointing at Wang Donghai and shouting: "I am upright. Even if I have been widowed for twenty-one years, I have never done anything to be sorry for my deceased husband. How can you slander me so much!"

"Okay!"

Wang Qiankun glared at his eyes and said to Wang Yan: "What your second brother said is not unreasonable. You said Chu Feng is the boss behind Lu Junhao. What evidence is there?"

"I……"

Wang Yan was stopped for a moment.

What evidence can there be of this kind of thing?

At this time, Chu Feng spoke, "If you don't believe me, call Lu Junhao over and you will know it once you ask."

"Lu Junhao is afraid he has colluded with you a long time ago. How can he use his words as evidence?"

Wang Donghai shouted like a mad dog.

Wang Qiankun didn't say anything, which was accustomed to his opinion.

Wang Yan clenched his fists and glanced at the father and son: "What do you want?"

"What do we want?"
Chapter completed!