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C301 Roxellanae Fructus

Pei Lyihui stared at Ye Mo with a pair of sinister eyes. In his heart, he had already paid his respects to Ye Mo's ancestors who knows how many times!

It was all because of this damned brat that he caught the loophole in his words, causing him to be stuck in a dilemma.

However, all of this would soon be over!

Pei Lyihui stared at Ye Mo with a cold smile.

As long as your treatment isn't effective within the time limit of your bet, I'll accept all 10 million!

With this money, I don't believe that I won't be able to kill you in the medical field with this old man's strength!

As long as he could destroy Ye Mo before the patient could recover, not only would that not bring any damage to his reputation, he could also use this opportunity to "cure" the patient and prove to the outside world the strength of the Pei family in Sichuan!

After thinking it through, Pei Lyihui had completely let go of his worries. He just silently looked at Ye Mo with malicious intent.

"If you want to prove it, that's no problem. Explaining pharmacology to you doesn't require you to understand, you're just waiting for the medicine to cool down."

Ye Mo smiled faintly. He raised his hand and picked up a silver needle and pierced it lightly into Luo's mother's hand. Then, he kept the needle.

Just when everyone was a little confused, Luo's mother, who had been sleeping soundly all this time, slowly woke up. She opened her eyes and looked around. When she saw the expression on her son's face, her eyes focused and she struggled to get up.

Luo Gaang hurried forward to support his mother, helping her sit on the bed. Then he wrung out the hot towel that Ye Mo and Pei Lyihui had prepared when they were arguing and helped his mother to wipe her face.

He was not mistaken about Luo Gaang, no wonder the other party became depressed because of his mother's illness. Luo Gaang was not impatient with his mother at all, when he handed over the towel, he even tried the temperature to avoid burning his mother. His filial piety was already fully displayed.

"Foolish child, this …" What are these children? "

Luo's mother also woke up after Luo Gaang helped wipe her face clean. She was shocked when she saw the circle. The doctors who were obviously in the dark were all hiding outside the door and watching. Those who didn't know might have thought that some old monster had entered the room.

"Don't worry mom, this is my little brother. He learned medicine from the Great Sage. He's much better than me, your son. He's helping you treat your illness."

Noticing his mother's obviously weak and aged face, Luo Gaang choked up a bit as he squatted in front of his mother's bed and explained.

"Oh, it's been hard on you, child. Don't stand, sit, sit. You're so handsome, you went to learn Chinese medicine no matter what. This is such a pain. Foolish child didn't suffer much when she was young, so she went to school!"

Luo's mother quickly spoke to Wu Tie after she heard Luo Gaang's explanation. Her tone sounded warm and simple. Luo's mother was clearly sick and weak, but she still wore a smile on her face, afraid that she would leave Ye Mo in the cold.

"Aunt, don't worry. I will treat your illness today!"

After Ye Mo saw the deep exhaustion in Luo's mother's eyes, his heart rippled. The other party was woken up by her acupuncture, but he was still very tired. In order to not worry his son, he forced himself to pretend that he was fine.

Ye Mo couldn't help but feel touched. The mother and son tried their best to think for each other, afraid that the other person would notice their discomfort. Luo Gaang first used hot water to wash his face, afraid that his mother would see his haggard appearance.

"It's precisely this medicine that isn't hot anymore. Hurry up and drink it. You'll be able to recover just by drinking it!"

Luo Gaang quickly brought over the nearly cold soup.

"It's been hard on you, child."

Luo's mother didn't want Luo Gaang to feed her. She held the bowl with both hands and thanked Wu Tie before slowly drinking the soup.

"Phew …" This medicine is so bitter.

After finishing her drink, Luo's mother pretended to be bitter in order to prevent the atmosphere from getting so tense.

"Yeah, it's hard to say. Mom, just finish drinking it."

Luo Gaang smiled as he poured another cup of hot water for his mother.

Many female medical staff outside the door looked at Luo Gaang differently. They, who were spectators outside of the stage, clearly saw everything that just happened.2

The filial piety of the other party multiplied the good feelings of the women who were emotional to begin with, and their eyes reddened. If Luo Gaang wasn't married and was a few years younger, he would probably be able to solve his personal problems tonight.

From time to time, someone would lift up their hands or look at their watches. Doctor Cheng had already said that the bet between the two of them was within 15 minutes after taking the medicine, which meant that it would definitely be effective within 15 minutes. If not, then Dr. Ye would have lost. That still wasn't considered a loss!

This old man had clearly cut the wrong part of his illness. It was unknown how long it would take for him to cure it. What kind of illness could have an effect within 15 minutes? It wasn't like he was taking laxatives.

He didn't say anything. He was afraid that Ye Mo would take advantage of him and mock him again, and even his expression didn't change a bit. However, for some reason, he felt that the malice of the medical staff behind the door towards him had become even stronger.

"Goo …"

Luo's mother, who was chatting with Luo Gaang and Ye Mo about how they were familiar with each other, kept asking about Ye Mo's age and preference, and kept reminding them about how outstanding her granddaughter was. Luo's motherang was obviously trying to make Luo Gaang and Ye Mo "marry each other", but what made Ye Mo speechless was that Luo Gaang seemed to be a little moved.

The more Luo Gaang thought about it, the more he felt moved. Previously, Ye Mo's status was not lower than his, and his mysterious medical skills, especially those eight inch golden needles, had intimidated him, causing him to neglect his age. Although they called each other "Brother Ye" in communication, in addition to friendship, there was also some respect for "senior doctor".

Now that he thought about it carefully, he had already charged towards half a hundred. Ye Mo was only twenty-six, and his dad was already old enough. The two of them were even calling each other brothers, yet somehow they neglected age!

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