You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1842: But now, it’s done
The two left the watch shop and returned to the car.
As they approached, Wang Peiling saw at a glance that Chi Zhan had a diamond watch on his wrist.
He has no words to describe his mood.
He got into the car as if he was running away in a hurry. He just felt black in front of his eyes, stuffy in his chest, and sweet in his throat, as if he would vomit blood at any time.
The car restarted and came to the Wang's house.
Like the last time he treated Mr. Qi, after Yue Ya'er took the pulse for the Queen Mother, she dictated that He Yumeng had a needle.
During the 15 minutes of stopping the needle, the Queen Mother clearly felt that her original pain was like the head being stirred by an electric drill, and she gradually became more comfortable.
Fifteen minutes later, the silver needle was removed.
The Queen Mother shook her head in disbelief.
No more pain.
It doesn't hurt anymore!
Her father-in-law exaggerated Yue Ya'er, she always felt that it must be exaggerated.
Even if Yue Ya'er's acupuncture is really helpful, it must be to relieve pain.
She didn't expect the effect to be so immediate.
It only took fifteen minutes to help her stop the pain that had tormented her for more than ten years.
Remorse flooded her like a tide.
She shuddered.
Originally, such a good doctor should belong to her daughter-in-law!
But just because she thought that the other party was not from a famous family and had no money or power, she forcibly separated her from her son.
No money?
Will such a good doctor have no money?
With such a medical skill, how much money does she want to make?
Like last night, she asked for 5 million, even if it is 10 million or 20 million, as long as she can cure her disease, she will still give it.
Money, how can life be worth money?
Yue Ya'er is not a poor girl, but a cash cow.
Originally this money tree should belong to her family, but she let her push it out.
She has never regretted it so much in her life.
The dog's eyes are low, and it's probably her.
Seeing He Yumeng put away the silver needle, Yue Ya'er said lightly: "Acupuncture can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause. The patient still needs to maintain a peaceful state of mind, and don't get angry, otherwise it will be easy to repeat the crime. I will prescribe a prescription later. Help the patient to recuperate the body, change the prescription once a week, and at this time next week, I will come again to help the patient take the pulse.”
After she finished speaking, she nodded slightly to the old man Wang: "That's it for today, I'm leaving."
"It's hard work!" Mr. Wang personally sent Yue Ya'er and Chi Zhan to the car.
His annoyance is no less than that of the Queen Mother.
This kind of feeling is like the peerless treasure that originally belonged to their family and was handed over to others by them.
But now, it's done.
Looking at the man beside Yue Ya'er watching Yue Ya'er so tightly, his grandson has no hope at all.
So say, marry a wife and a virtuous person.
Marry a woman with no vision and no heart, and the family will only fall.
Sending Yue Ya'er away, Mr. Wang and Wang Peiling didn't speak to each other and went back to their rooms.
The Queen Mother called Wang Peiling, Wang Peiling pretended not to hear, or really didn't, and didn't look back.
She was very nervous.
She hasn't seen her husband for days, and what's the point of her life if she doesn't even care about her son?
She was on pins and needles and suffered for a long time, but finally she couldn't help it and went to Wang Peiling's room.
She knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. She gritted her teeth and pushed in, "Peiling, are you there?"
Wang Peiling lay upright on the bed, staring at the roof, motionless.