Dozo America

Zhen Fan gently picked up Claire. The little guy was still sleeping soundly, and his little head was resting on Zhen Fan's shoulder, which made people feel at ease.

"Let her sleep here today, I will make arrangements for her, don't worry!"

"Thank you, I don't even know what to do. I have to have a good talk with Thomas. I don't want to argue like this anymore. This is not the first time!"

Annie's voice was choked up, and it was obvious that she was really worried about this family. Zhen Fan could also understand that poor and humble couples suffer from everything, both in China and abroad.

"Originally we were planning to have a child!"

She shouldn't say this to Zhen Fan, but at this moment Anne just wants to find someone close to talk to, and Zhen Fan is exactly the kind of person who makes people feel very trustworthy.

Zhen Fan was a little embarrassed. He had never tried to comfort a woman who was sad, even Zoe and Christine, who he had a close relationship with. But these two women had never been sad. Who knows if they would be in the future.

!

"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"

This is the second time Zhen Fan has said the same thing. God testifies, this guy really has no talent for comforting women. But such words sounded more beautiful to Anne than anything else.

"You are such a good person, Zhen!"

Annie held Zhen Fan's hand with one hand and could feel the softness and delicateness of her hand.

"It's okay, Annie! We are neighbors and friends, right?" Zhen Fan gently patted Annie's hand with his other hand to express his understanding.

"Can I sit down for a while?" Anne said with some sobs.

"Of course, no problem. I think you two need some time apart to calm down!" Zhen Fan nodded, then stood up, "I'll make you a cup of coffee! Do you want some sugar?"

Annie nodded, and Zhen Fan went to make coffee with her. He brought a cup to Annie and placed a cup in front of himself. Annie began to talk about everything about herself and Thomas, including how they fell in love and how they got married.

Then there was Claire.

God knows that women can remember these details of life in such detail and completeness that they can be equivalent to a spare memory.

"I really envy you!"

"God, I envy you so much!"

"Haha, so funny!"

"What a shame, it's so unfair!"

…

Throughout the entire process, Zhen Fan was cooperating as a narration. The main plot and protagonist were completed by Annie alone.

Of course such narration is necessary.

"What do I do now?"

Anne's emotions returned to the original point again. When she recalled all the good things, she inevitably recalled the events of the past few days again, and finally couldn't help but feel sad.

"Actually... I don't want Claire to leave my sight like this, Anne... Listen to me, I may be able to do something for Thomas, but it doesn't necessarily guarantee that he will get a good position, but

Since that’s the case, why not give it a try?”

After some ideological struggle, Zhen Fan finally spoke.

"Thank you very much...what, can you do something to help Thomas?" Annie suddenly reacted, and then looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief.

In Annie's view, the two people's work styles were completely unrelated, and it was impossible for Thomas to go to the clinic to help. Besides, the salary offered by Zhen Fan was not high enough, compared with Thomas' original salary.

"Yes, judging from some of the plots you described, I think Thomas may have had some bad luck recently. This is luck, just like someone who occasionally gets shitty lucky once or twice."

Zhen Fan tried his best to explain some of the things he was going to do, but it was best to explain it up front.

"Yes, yes, I think that's the case. Thomas is actually quite serious about his work."

Anne quickly agreed.

"Luck, after all, is like the sun, moon and stars, they all have their own trajectories, and these trajectories tend to accompany them throughout their lives and never change."

Annie was no longer sad, she was confused by Zhen Fan's statement.

"What...what do you want to say? Or, what does this mean?"

Zhen Fan coughed dryly, then straightened his throat: "Annie, you may not believe what I said. In China, we all think like this. Just like the predetermined trajectory of every star, everyone has the same path.

It’s like this, it’s fixed since you were born, but you also know that it’s not impossible to change it…”

"You mean, you can bring good luck to people?"

Annie's understanding ability is good, although there are some differences between what Zhen Fan said.

"Yes, in China we have such an ancient skill that can change a person's luck. Of course it is impossible to make a big improvement, but small improvements are still possible!"

Zhen Fan tried his best to explain things in a simple and profound way.

"Okay, I believe you, but do you need me to do anything?" Anne asked uneasily.

In her opinion, these things are incomprehensible and belong to witchcraft and the like. Changing people's luck? Maybe the ancient cannibals in Africa and the feathered chiefs of the Indians can do it.

Obviously, Anne's thinking about magic is still in primitive society and still in the big screen of mainstream American movies, because scenes of Indians wearing feathers and dancing to the gods often appear in the movies.

What she said she needed to prepare was obviously the preparation tools that appeared in her mind, such as feathers and a turf skirt, and if necessary, maybe a few stripes of white paint on her body.

"No, you don't need to do anything. You just need to tell me Thomas's birth date, including the time on the day of birth, and I will do the rest!"

"Ten o'clock in the morning two days later will be a good time. I need Mr. Thomas to come in person." Zhen Fan said, "It happens to be Saturday, and the clinic is on holiday!"

"All right!"

Although Anne was a little suspicious, there was always a glimmer of hope, so she tried to agree.

Then the two chatted for a while, and Zhen Fan tried his best to minimize the magic of the change of luck, telling Annie that it was just a common thing.

If you say something once, others may not believe it, but if you say it ten times, they will believe half of it. If you say it a hundred times, then it is true even if it has not happened.

Zhen Fan didn't say it a hundred times, but he had succeeded in making Anne believe half of it. This was enough.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back!"

Annie seemed to be a little unfinished, but she still stood up and said "goodbye" to Zhen Fan.

"Thank you so much for everything you did for me tonight!" Annie stood up and gently hugged Zhen Fan, who patted her back.

"Just remember my words! I promise, everything will be fine for Thomas!"

This is the third time Zhen Fan has said the same thing, "Everything will be fine!" How inspiring. Anne already feels that Zhen Fan understands people's hearts.

Another day later, Luke Smith came for a follow-up visit and he seemed to be looking much better.

"My wife and daughter also planned to come over. They wanted to thank you personally, but... I know you are very busy at work and didn't let them come over!" Luke smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay, please come in and sit down! Wait for a while in the treatment room. I just gave the patient acupuncture last night and I need to clean it up!" Zhen Fan was sending a patient out. It was Bob Bertram who had previously treated the stinky hair.

The young man seemed very excited. When he left, he even whistled to Zoe at the front desk. It seemed that this guy had cured his hidden disease and started to show his courtesy to the girls. His inferiority complex could not be seen anywhere.

What about his expression? It can even be said that he is in high spirits.

But he only got a blank look from Zoe.

"This is your last acupuncture. From now on, you only need to drink a little Chinese medicine decoction! Keep it for a week and you will have no worries. Of course, you have to control your eating habits!"

Zhen Fan warned.

"Of course, thank you, Dr. Zhen, I will introduce you to my friends and let them experience the magical acupuncture of traditional Chinese medicine, I promise!"

Bob smiled and waved towards Zhen Fan.

After sending the happy young man away, Zhen Fan apologetically let Luke enter the treatment room and went aside to get ready!

"I feel much better! I always feel that my body is new every day!" Luke talked to Zhen Fan while treating him. He can now enter the state without Zhen Fan using his breathing to adjust. "This feeling

It’s really… wonderful!”

"Everything will be fine!"

Zhen Fan comforted. It seems that this sentence has become his panacea. Since being discovered from Comforting Annie, this sentence has almost become his mantra to comfort patients.

"I trust you!"

This sentence is what patients say most to Zhen Fan. All patients who have received miraculous curative effects from Zhen Fan will say this.

After treating Luke, the number of patients reached ten. This has reached the upper limit required by Zhen Fan, so he decided to put up a sign saying he was out of business.

Zoe turned the sign over and it immediately changed from "Open" to "Closed" while complaining: "Zhen, why don't you treat more patients? At your current treatment rate, it's even twenty a day."

Yes! This way we will have more benefits."

"Do you want work to become a burden to you?" Zhen Fan leaned on the chair and chatted with Zoe in the waiting room. "I don't want to be like this. Remember, I am your boss. I said

Just do what you have to do!"

"Okay, you win!"

Zoe raised her hands to express her surrender, but she was still unwilling to do so.

"So... boss, when will you train your employees?" Zoe blinked, "I need to learn acupuncture so that I can do my service better!"

"It seems I didn't promise to teach you!"

“This is staff training!”

"If you are not afraid of having silver needles stuck all over your body, I can teach you!" Zhen Fan looked at her figure and smiled, "This is a benefit I gave you!"