Thinking that if he could use this little girl on the ground to make Mr. Wei rember him, his future would be bright, Dong Ziyang couldn’t help but feel a bit excited inside.
But Dong Ziyang was still able to control his emotions well. Although he was happy, he restrained himself and tried not to show it.
However, soon after suppressing his excitent, Dong Ziyang turned his attention back to the little girl.
The thought of the situation gave Dong Ziyang a slight headache.
Cold syndro, in Chinese dicine, is categorized into Innate and acquired.
If it’s Innate cold syndro, the treatnt thod required is sowhat different from the acquired one; at least there are so differences in the details.
It’s like a child who, after birth, if has intellectual issues, can’t be fundantally cured.
But if it’s acquired, it might be possible to cure.
Treat the symptoms!
Dong Ziyang wasn’t quite confident.
However, even if he wasn’t confident, Dong Ziyang would never let this opportunity slip by. No matter what, he had to make the little girl wake up first, so that Mr. Wei would believe in him and allow him to continue.
Soon, a few of Dong Ziyang’s companions returned.
So of his companions brought hot water bottles, while others brought a bottle of hot water. So also brought towels and similar items—everything Dong Ziyang needed.
He watched as Dong Ziyang soaked a towel in hot water and placed it on the little girl’s forehead. The girl’s eyes moved, and her eyelashes seed to twitch twice, as if she was responding.
Dong Ziyang felt a surge of joy in his heart and placed the hot water bottle on the little girl’s body.
Cold syndro, as the na implies, naturally involves bodily coldness. At this ti, it’s necessary to warm up the blood flow in the body to prevent deeper unconsciousness.
Seeing the girl’s eyelashes twitch twice, Dong Ziyang realized this was effective, and he decided on the final step—to press on the girl’s Ren Zhong acupoint and wake her up.
So, he reached out his hand.
"Hold on!"
At that mont, a voice suddenly rang out, causing Dong Ziyang’s outstretched hand to freeze.
Many onlookers present heard the voice and couldn’t help but look over, seeing a man with a plastic bucket in his left hand and bed linens in his right.
He was the one speaking.
Dong Ziyang and a few of his companions, including the burly man and Mr. Wei, also looked over.
Dong Ziyang gave Fang Yi a strange look and said, "Was it you speaking?"
Fang Yi: "Who else?"
Dong Ziyang: "What advice do you have?"
Fang Yi replied calmly, "It’s not really advice, just wanted to tell you that this won’t work."
Hearing this, Dong Ziyang’s expression turned slightly unpleasant.
Yes, sowhat unpleasant!
The reason is simple. Dong Ziyang has great faith in his dical Skill, coming from a family of dical Skill. Now, he is the main focus here, with everyone’s eyes, including Mr. Wei’s, on him.
He was about to make the little girl open her eyes and wake up, but suddenly, a discordant voice erged, claiming he was doing it wrong.
What is this?
This is not only a slap to his face but also a provocation.
No one would look good in this situation, especially soone as proud as Dong Ziyang.
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