The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She collected the silver needle and took off the old man's shoes.

"This won't work!" the old man shouted immediately.

He leaned down, grabbed Gu Weimian's arms with both hands, and was about to lift Gu Weimian up.

Although ill and in poor health.

But the old man's strength is really not small.

Gu Weimian was almost caught and staggered.

She looked at the old man helplessly,

"It's fine."

As he said that, he turned to look at Secretary Hong again.

"Go get a towel and a basin of hot water."

"good."

Secretary Hong didn't order the other servants and went there himself.

He only heard Gu Weimian saying behind him,

"The water is hotter.

"good."

He quickly brought towels and hot water.

Wring out the towel with hot water.

Gu Weimian also took off the old man's socks.

The old man felt extremely awkward and was squirming in his seat.

Gu Weimian glanced at him helplessly.

"It's just a cure, what's so awkward about it."

She reached for the towel in Secretary Hong's hand, but Secretary Hong dodged it.

"Miss, let me do it."

Gu Weimian was startled, and then used strength on his hands.

"Okay, what's the big deal? As a doctor, your hands and feet are just hands and feet. If you can see with your hands, why can't you with your feet?"

She took the towel and covered the old man's feet.

The warm towel covered his feet.

"Do you feel better?" Gu Weimian asked in a low voice.

The old man nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable in his throat.

For a moment, I couldn't say a word.

Before Gu Weimian's heart hurt, he felt waves of soreness, numbness and swelling.

Not from the soles of the feet, but... from the eyes...

He lowered his eyes,

"Okay, just cover it for a while and it will be fine. After a while, your legs will feel numb from squatting."

The butler of the Duan family on the side was also very cramped.

Really...he should be the one to do this anyway.

Gu Weimian ignored what Mr. Duan said and covered him three times in a row.

Her hands were burning red.

Duan Xishen also fell silent.

He looked at Gu Weimian and was speechless for a moment.

Although he and the old man are not bad people, they are not good people either.

What I didn't expect was...

His daughter could be so...kind.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Gu Weimian had also put down the towel and finished giving the old man acupuncture.

"Your skin can't stand water that's too hot. You can usually use this method to warm your feet a little and promote blood circulation."

She stood up.

I wiped the silver needle with alcohol and put it away.

"From now on...it's better to be less angry and stay out of research. That's the way to live longer."

Mr. Duan's lips pursed, and after a few seconds, he nodded slowly, with a bit of solemnity.

"I see."

The butler on the side looked on with a bit of surprise on his face.

I don’t know how many doctors there are around the old man.

These words are also commonplace things that those doctors talk about.

When did the old man hear it in his ears?

This time, he somehow felt that the old man could do it.

This feeling really comes out of nowhere.

But just believe it.

He looked at Gu Weimian.

This eldest lady...may be an opportunity to sow the dark clouds that have been hanging over the Duan family.

Mr. Duan and Duan Xishen are both in hell, who can pull the other up.

Only Gu Weimian, despite suffering a lot and being bruised and bruised, still persevered and stood firm in the positive things in his heart.

Only then can we help the two of us.

The housekeeper saw Gu Weimian pick up the socks again.