Zhang Yi soon noticed Yue Huaqing's aggrieved expression, and he said speechlessly: "What are you doing?

You don't think I'll do you?"

“Isn’t it?

Aren’t you such a person?”

Yue Huaqing shed tears in grievance and snorted coldly: "Come on, come on, I'll do whatever you want, do whatever you like!"

When she said that, she had closed her eyes and looked willing to go out.

Zhang Yi was simply a little amused and said speechlessly: "You misunderstood, I just want to take your pulse!"

Take the pulse?

When Yue Huaqing heard this, she suddenly became furious. Could it be that she was thinking too much, right?

Oh, it was so embarrassing that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it to cover up the embarrassment... She blushed and lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Zhang Yi's eyes at all, and let Zhang Yi take her wrist to take her pulse.

With a simple diagnosis, Yuehuaqing's current injury was soon diagnosed.

The internal organs are severely damaged and even internal bleeding.

"Lying down, I'll treat you!"

Zhang Yi raised his hand and lie on the bed, holding Yue Huaqing, and began to take out the silver needle to prepare for acupuncture.

Yue Huaqing grinned in pain. When she saw the silver needles that Zhang Yi took out, she was surprised and said, "You know how to acupuncture?"

"Of course I know acupuncture."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes speechlessly and hummed in anger: "I am a Chinese medicine doctor. I will find a way to solve your infectious disease!"

"It's useless. If you destroy research, it's equivalent to destroying me."

Yue Huaqing looked sad and desperate.

She spent a lot of effort on this research base.

For her, the research base is her life. Without this research, her infectious diseases cannot be cured.

"Why don't you believe me?"

Zhang Yi was very helpless.

"Believe in you?

You lied to me, what else can I trust?”

Yuehuaqing snorted coldly.

"Okay, believe it or not, lie down and don't move around now, I'll give you acupuncture!"

Zhang Yi sighed slightly, he pinched the silver needle and began to urge Yuehua to perform needles.

So far, he has no good treatment for Yuehuaqing's infectious diseases, but this internal injury is more than enough.

It took more than half an hour to pull out the last silver needle and the acupuncture treatment was completed.

Zhang Yi put away the silver needle and asked, "How do you feel?"

Yue Huaqing felt it carefully and suddenly said in surprise: “Huh?

Why can't I feel the pain?"

It was so painful when I moved a little before, but now it doesn’t hurt anymore?

Could it be that this guy’s acupuncture is really so magical?

"It's right if you don't feel the pain. If you take care of yourself for a while, you will become lively."

Zhang Yi said funny and asked, "By the way, can you tell me what kind of research was done by that weird old man in the basement?"

Yue Huaqing frowned tightly. She sorted out her thoughts and explained lightly: "I only know that the old man is Dr. Yang. Before I was transferred here, Dr. Yang was already studying something. It is said that he spent money.

After years of hard work, we have developed a scientific research instrument that can travel through time and space to return to the past. However, everyone thinks he is crazy and no one dares to try the function of the instrument. As for whether he can travel through time and space to return to the past, who

I don't know either!"

She paused when she said this, and did not forget to add: "By the way, I heard that the instrument traveled through time and space, that is, consciousness could return to the past!"

What?

Consciousness travels through time and space and returns to the past?

Is this really that amazing?

Zhang Yi was moved. He held his chin with his hand and pondered for a moment, and smiled faintly: "Okay, thank you for telling me this, but I have one more thing to trouble you!"

Um?

Yuehua had a frivolous eyebrows and snorted coldly: "You still owe me a condition, do you want to trouble me?"

Zhang Yidan was in great pain and smiled bitterly: "Then tell me what is your last condition?"

"I..." Yue Huaqing thought for a while, and she said seriously: "My last condition is, don't destroy this place, let me continue to study here!"

"impossible!"

Zhang Yi suddenly stood up, and he turned his back to Yue Huaqing and said, "You are not allowed to do these research, and I cannot agree to you!"

Yue Huaqing suddenly became a little anxious and blurted out: "I promise you that we will no longer do human body research. Do you think this is OK?"

"Then tell me, why do you have to be obsessed with research?"

Zhang Yi looked back at Yue Huaqing, trying to see what happened in her face.

"I want to study my infectious disease, and I want to figure out why our family has this infectious disease and how it was formed!"

Yuehuaqing said seriously.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, as if he thought this infectious disease was not simple.

"After years of research, I found that this family infectious disease does not seem to be a disease, but rather a curse!"

Yuehuaqing said.

curse?

How is that possible?

Zhang Yi was a little disbelief, so he sat in front of the bed again: "Give me your wrist and I'll take your pulse!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me your wrist!"

"..." Yue Huaqing was a little helpless and could only stretch out her wrist reluctantly.

Zhang Yi picked up Yue Huaqing's wrist, his expression fell into deep thought, and he carefully took her pulse.

After a long time, he took the pulse and loosened Yue Huaqing's wrist and said with a serious expression: "Your pulse is very normal, I can't even diagnose it!"

"Look at it, this is a strange phenomenon of infectious diseases in our family!"

Yue Huaqing sighed lightly: "I have looked for many Chinese medicine doctors before. Those Chinese medicine doctors, like you, cannot diagnose this infectious disease. According to my years of research, I have found that this infectious disease is caused by my own blood problems.

All of our family have the same blood, similar to a curse!”

"curse?

I've read too many novels of you?"

Zhang Yi was a little amused and explained: "In my opinion, your infectious disease should be caused by the environment and physical condition. By the way, do you know your family?"

"I don't know our family!"

Yue Huaqing shook her head: "Many years ago, someone found me. The man claimed to be my uncle and handed me a bottle of blood. I hope I can find a drug to cure this infectious disease!"

"Your uncle?

What about others?"

"I don't know either. I've only seen him once, and since that time, he has disappeared..." Hum?

After hearing this, Zhang Yi felt that things were getting more and more difficult.

A man who claimed to be Uncle Yuehuaqing gave a bottle of his blood to Yuehuaqing and asked Yuehuaqing to study drugs that cure infectious diseases.

So the question is, why didn’t the person ask Yue Huaqing to study his own blood?

Just want to study his blood?
Chapter completed!