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Being young, handsome, and with blond hair are all qualities that attract women. Zoe also looked at the young man walking towards him with admiration and was ready to talk to him with the sweetest smile.

But when the young man came over, she couldn't help but turn slightly backward.

An unpleasant odor hit my face.

Due to her professional ethics, Zoe did not cover her nose with her hands, but she still frowned slightly.

This subtle movement made the young man look helpless and dark.

"Do I need to make an appointment? I'm Bob Bertram. I'm so sorry!" The handsome man may have realized Zoe's frown and showed displeasure, and took two steps back.

"No, Dr. Zhen is here now. I will inform him now that you can wait for him in the treatment room and be the first one forward." Zoe turned her head and pointed back.

"Thank you!" The man walked over quickly.

"God!" As soon as the man left, Zoe took a long breath, then patted her chest, "It seems like she crawled out of the grave!" The smell was indeed bad.

Eliza came out of the decoction shop, walked to the waiting room, and then frowned. It was obvious that she also smelled the residual smell, and couldn't help but look at Zoe.

"Don't look at me, it's not me!" Zoe pointed to the back unhappily, "We're already in!"

Elisa had a smile on her face: "I didn't say it was you, but... it really stinks. If you can't help it, you can resign to Zhen. This is not a good job, is it?"

"You're still a bit young, little girl!"

Zoe looked very disdainful of Eliza's little scheme.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say goodbye!" Eliza carefully carried the boiled medicine in a porcelain jar, walked a few steps, then turned back to Zoe and said, "I will come again!"

"I will come again!" Zoe imitated her pretentious, pretentious and exaggerated expression, and then began to organize her own system.

In the treatment room, a handsome man with blond hair was sitting upright. He looked at the door uneasily and heard footsteps. Then the door opened and a young man wearing a doctor's uniform walked in.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Zhen!" Zhen Fan smelled the smell, and his eyes couldn't help but drift to the blond man's head. It was obvious that the source of the stench came from there.

"Bob Bertram." The blond man twisted his body to keep distance from Zhen Fan.

"I think when you came in, you should have known why I was here." Bob said with a grimace, "I can't stand it anymore, and actually the people I get along with can't stand it either. My hair is always messed up.

It will emit such a stench that no matter how many times I wash my hair every day, it will relapse within half an hour. God, it has been like this since last month, and it happened all of a sudden, no one expected it!"

"Suddenly?"

"Yes, I saw many doctors, took a lot of medicine, and even planned to have an operation, but the doctors told me that the effect might not be obvious. God, I was desperate. Finally, one of my doctors told me

I recommended Chinese medicine, which... is why I'm sitting here." Bob was very depressed, but looked at Zhen Fan with a hint of hope.

"I can understand!" Zhen Fan nodded and sat down next to Bob.

This action made Bob very uneasy, worried that it would bring a bad smell to Zhen Fan, but he was moved by Zhen Fan.

"I don't dare to work now. I took leave. But if it can't be cured, my supervisor has told me to hire someone else! It's really... too bad!"

Bob was a little incoherent, repeating his bad situation over and over again.

"I know, give me your hand!" Zhen Fan put his fingers on his wrist.

"Help!"

These words are very sincere and can be seen as a desperate drowning person grasping at what he thinks is a life-saving straw.

"I will, open your mouth and let me see your mouth!"

"Ah -" Bob opened his mouth naturally.

Zhen Fan nodded, and he basically had the psychological result. He looked at Bob and said, "I need to ask you a few questions. I hope you will answer me truthfully!"

"Okay, please ask!"

"What are your eating habits? Do you like meat or spicy food?"

"Yes, I've been like this since I was a kid!"

Bob nodded.

"I know!" Zhen Fan looked at Bob, then stood up and started cleaning the needles, "You must believe me, this is the prerequisite for me to treat you!" Zhen Fan saw Bob's fear of silver needles.

"I...I know!" Bob was a little nervous, but still nodded.

Zhen Fan came closer and asked Bob to sit on the treatment chair. It was obvious that Bob's body was shaking.

"If you are really too nervous, why not close your eyes? Do you like music? Jazz or country or something more soothing."

"random!"

"Okay, let's play some soothing piano music!" Zhen Fan said, and turned on the CD player placed aside in the treatment room, which was very soothing piano music.

"Well, you'd better close your eyes!" Zhen Fan made another suggestion, because he saw that Bob was really nervous! This is one of the good ideas to relax.

"Okay!" Bob closed his eyes. He didn't need to look at the slender silver needle, and he felt much stronger mentally.

"Take a deep breath! Yes, calm down a little, and do it again, take a deep breath, inhale... exhale..." Zhen Fan's voice was like a magnetic magnet, letting Bob's spirit and willpower follow his.

The sound rose and fell and gradually became steady.

Very comfortable.

This is how Bob feels now. He feels as if he is soaking in a hot spring, but he still has a thought in his mind: why doesn't Dr. Zhen give him an acupuncture?

This thought was like a thorn in his mind. No matter what, he couldn't help but open his eyes and take a look. Then he was shocked. There were silver needles dangling clearly on his head and neck. He squinted his eyes.

You can see your neck and the shadow of your head on the metal shelf in front.

"Has it been tied yet?" He was speechless.

Zhen Fan stood opposite him and smiled slightly at him.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no, no, it's very comfortable. It feels so amazing. Why don't I feel pain?" In Bob's opinion, it is incredible that such a long silver needle penetrates into the body without feeling anything.

matter.

"It'll be ready in ten minutes!"

While twisting the silver needle, Zhen Fan once again used inner breath to regulate the yin and yang qi in Bob's body, which had become very disordered. His symptoms were typical symptoms caused by excessive yang fire.

Bob never wanted to close his eyes again. He was surprised and curious to watch Zhen Fan's every move, for fear of missing something.

Ten minutes passed and Zhen Fan pulled out the silver needle.

The needle was pulled out so quickly that Bob didn't even feel that the silver needle had been pulled out, just like he didn't know how the silver needle was inserted.

My hair still smells bad.

Bob looked at Zhen Fan with some confusion, he hoped to see immediate results.

"Acupuncture treatment is a process. You should be improving now. After you cooperate with it, take some Chinese medicine decoction and you will be cured!"

Zhen Fan explained while retracting the needle.

"Why don't you go to the bathroom now and wash your hair again? I think after this acupuncture, you already have a lot of dirt on your head."

Bob subconsciously touched his hair, and a greasy and disgusting sticky substance stuck to his hand. He couldn't help it anymore and hurriedly rushed into the direction Zhen Fan pointed - the bathroom.

After a splash of water, it took a full fifteen minutes before Bob came out of the bathroom.

The whole person was refreshed.

"How do you feel?" Zhen Fan looked at Bob who was a little energetic.

"It's very easy, like... my head is a lot lighter. It used to be fifty pounds, but now it's maybe ten pounds. Of course, I haven't felt the smell yet. I usually have to wait half an hour, maybe

Just wait fifteen minutes and you’ll know the final result!”

Bob was looking forward to it.

This mainly comes from his relaxed state.

"I have already sent a medicine order to the Jian Pharmacy. They will make a decoction of traditional Chinese medicine there. You go over and drink a little first, and you take the rest home, twice a day, boil it down and drink it!"

"Thank you!" Bob went and came out after a while because Tang Shaoyang asked him to wait in the waiting room. Traditional Chinese medicine cannot be prepared in a short time.

"Wait over there, maybe you'll be in for a surprise!" Zhen Fan had already come out and stood next to Zoe talking to her. When he saw Bob coming out, he pointed over there, "If there's no problem, wait.

The front desk will give you the bill later!”

"OK!"

Bob nodded, then took a seat and sat down.

Time seems to be very difficult for Bob, every minute and second seems very slow.

Ten minutes left...

five minutes...

Bob kept looking at his watch, but his hair was still so fresh and there was no bad smell. Looking at his watch again, half an hour had passed. At this time, Tang Shaoyang called him to get medicine.

"Forty-five minutes have passed! Doctor Zhen!" Bob said excitedly. This meant that the time for the stink had been delayed.

"That's to be expected, isn't it?"

Zhen Fan's smile looked very confident.

"This gives me hope. Thank you. When will I come back tomorrow?" Bob was so excited that he was at a loss and just kept smiling.

"That's it at this time, but you'd better make an appointment first. I can't say when I will be free tomorrow. It will be different if I make an appointment! But go get the medicine first!"

"I know, I know!"

By the time Bob excitedly took out the medicine, Zhen Fan had already gone in and went to his office.

"Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, please be on time!"

Zoe did not hide from him this time, gave him some time to talk, and handed him the bill.