Chapter 860 My Surname Is God!

  "Legs don’t hurt anymore?" The man sat at the low table opposite her, caught her small movements, and asked with condensed eyebrows.

  Yan Shiqi’s still shaking calves stopped for an instant. She held her cheeks and looked at the man’s hazy cheeks, “Has Shanglu said, how long will it take for my eyes to heal?”

   "As short as one month, as long as three months."

"Oh."

  Time, it's really long.

   "No accident, one month is fine." As for medical skills, men have confidence in Shanglu.

Hearing the words, Yan Shiqi immediately clutched his abdomen with a sly look, "He is a Chinese medicine doctor, will he look at and ask? How about giving me a pulse?!"

  The man curled his lips and smiled, thinking of Shanglu’s problems, his eyes flashed with interest, and he said mellowly, "Yes."

   "I think if he is an old Chinese doctor, he should be able to figure out that I am a happy pulse. TV series are like this."

  She smiled and said, except that her pupils were not focused, her beautiful white face still had a warm smile.

  The man stared intently. Since the incident, she has never shown any pessimistic and sad expression.

   is still optimistic, still loves to laugh, even if the eyes cannot see clearly, he has never complained about the unfair destiny.

  Such a good girl, she must restore Enron anyway.

  ……

  Half an hour later, Lianzhen knocked on the door, "Mr. Shang has come out of the laboratory."

  "Come!" The man got up and told Yan Shiqi not to move and wait for him to come back. Then he walked out with his head high.

  After the man left, the smile on Yan Shiqi's eyebrows gradually faded.

  She was a little melancholy, not her own condition, but...the company of the fourth brother.

  He just accompanies her to treat her eyes in the research institute. Qin does not know if there will be any trouble without him.

  At the entrance of the laboratory, Phytolacca took off the mask and kept pressing the center of the brow.

  After taking medicine for a day, I feel dizzy and dizzy.

  It's been a long time since he took such painstaking medicine.

  In the corridor ahead, a man’s steady footsteps heard, "How?"

   "The first course of treatment is complete, and I will give her medicine in a while. Let her stay in the sterile room when the medicine is applied." As he said, he took out an old cloth bag from the lab coat.

  Qin Baiyu glanced and recognized that it was a silver needle from his family.

   "Her eyes need to be decompressed. When the medicine is applied, I will give her an injection. Isn't she afraid of pain?"

  The man's gaze moved upward, and he met his tired eyes, and gave him a stern look, "Take it lightly."

  Pokeweed: "..."

  Women, such creatures, are troublesome!

  Lianzhen stood aside, looking at the silver needle in Shanglu's hand for a moment, "Mr. Shang also knows acupuncture points?"

  Shang Lu followed Lian Zhen’s gaze and glanced at the small cloth bag in his hand, and answered the question: "My name is God."

  I was stunned, but soon looked weird, "Mr. God knows acupuncture points?"

  My little uncle thought that the other party was correcting his name.

  However, Shang Lu gathered the small cloth bag in a hand, and his overly delicate eyebrows showed a hint of arrogance, "My ancestor, the surname is Shennong."

  Shen Nong? !

  I am in a daze!

  In the long history, that descendant of the Shennong clan who tasted all the herbs? !

  Qin Baiyu, who stood by, glanced at him faintly, and did not dismantle the platform.

  When he first met Shanglu, he said so proudly that his surname was God, and he was a descendant of the Shennong clan.

  I said blankly at the time: "Descent of the Shennong family, near Shennong Mountain in China, you are a Chinese-born Pama, what kind of descendant of Shennong?!"

   Then, he and Shanglu had a fight, and they didn’t know each other.

  (End of this chapter)