Senior Master Qi shook his head again, his voice trembling with excitent: "It doesn’t hurt anymore! It really doesn’t hurt, this is amazing!"
He looked at Yue Yaer: "Young lady, how are you so remarkable with your dical skills at such a young age?"
Yue Yaer smiled faintly, "It’s nothing remarkable. My grandfather had a friend with a migraine problem. My grandfather researched for a long ti and ca up with a pain-relief acupuncture thod. I just inherited his legacy."
"That’s still amazing!" Senior Master Qi said excitedly, "I’ve had this migraine problem for over ten years. It flares up whenever I’m angry or tired. I’ve gone from taking one painkiller to two, and then to three. Even three pills don’t really work anymore, but a few of your acupuncture needles can relieve the pain. This is truly miraculous!"
Yue Yaer smiled, "I just happened to know how to do it."
"No, no, no," Senior Master Qi insisted, "You’re really incredible, truly incredible!"
Standing to the side, Qi Lianzheng was secretly relieved.
Luckily, he had been polite and respectful to these people just now, without any excessive behavior.
With Yue Yaer’s dical skills, she’s practically a national expert.
To have a national expert like her as a family doctor, the family’s background must be extraordinary.
If by chance they had offended such people, wouldn’t it have been a dead end?
Feeling relieved, he also didn’t remain idle, politely thanking Ye Xingbei and Yue Yaer on behalf of his father.
Qi Wangze clutched Senior Master Qi’s hand, tearfully asking, "Grandpa, does it not hurt anymore?"
"Yes," Senior Master Qi reached out to enfold him in his arms, rubbing his little head, "Grandpa doesn’t hurt anymore, not at all. Zeze, don’t cry."
"I’m sorry, Grandpa, it’s all my fault," tears rolled down Qi Wangze’s innocent cheeks as he nestled into Senior Master Qi’s embrace, sobbing, "I’m sorry, Grandpa, I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again..."
"Good boy, it’s not your fault, it’s your rascal father’s fault," Senior Master Qi affectionately patted his little head and raised his head to yell at Qi Lianzheng, "You scoundrel, get out!"
Qi Lianzheng flinched at the shout and mumbled, "Dad, he ran away from ho, how is that my fault? Your favoritism isn’t like this, is it?"
"If it weren’t for you being absent all the ti, would Zeze have thought of running away to get your attention?" Senior Master Qi grabbed sothing at random and threw it at him, "Get out, I don’t want to see you now!"
Qi Lianzheng jumped in fright, dodged the thing flying straight at his face, scratched his nose, and awkwardly said, "Alright, I’ll go check back, I’ll co to see you tomorrow."
He sneaked a glance at Gu Junzhu, reluctantly left.
He still wanted to seize this opportunity to build a good relationship with these people.
Throughout history, no matter what you do, connections are of pri importance.
If he could secure a top-tier family as a backing, then he wouldn’t have to worry about the future of the Qi family.
The old man of their family really doesn’t consider his needs. Such a good opportunity, and he forcibly made him miss it.
When he had closed the door from the outside, Senior Master Qi finally sighed heavily, "I raised such a disgraceful son, it’s laughable."
"No," Ye Xingbei patted Xiao Shumiao’s little head, "It’s our child who’s ignorant, causing you trouble."
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