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"Yaoyao, don't think too much into it. Come down first if you have any problems!" Wen Ruolin advised as she quietly stepped forward.

Just then, Yaoyao turned her head and looked at Chen Shen and Wen Ruolin with an expressionless face.

The moment he turned his head, the girl's face immediately appeared in Chen Shen's eyes.

The girl called Yaoyao had fair skin, she had nice features and looked delicate, like a lotus flower blooming in clear water. A pair of bright eyes shone with a pure beauty. Her pretty eyebrows creased slightly. A hint of worry appeared on her delicate face, adding to her originally beautiful appearance that made me feel pity for her.

The girl had a beautiful figure, but her right cheek was covered with a green birthmark about three or four centimeters in diameter.

Chen Shen silently observed from the side, but in order to make sufficient preparations, if Yaoyao made any unusual movements, he would immediately rush forward to save her.

"Sister Ruolin, I can't cure my illness any longer. Thank you for accompanying me for so long …" Yaoyao looked out of the window once more as her delicate body leaned forward.

"Don't …" Wen Ruolin cried out in alarm, at a loss of what to do.

In that moment of life and death, Chen Shen suddenly erupted with power, with a speed like lightning, he instantly rushed to the window, grabbed onto Yaoyao's tender arm and directly pulled her down from the window, in the instant she fell, his hands firmly held onto her.

Wen Ruolin, still in a panicked state, hurriedly ran forward. With tears still hanging from the corner of her eyes, she asked, "Yaoyao, why are you so frustrated …"

Yaoyao was still expressionless. Even when she was hugged by a strange man, she didn't show any signs of resisting.

"Sister Ruolin, rather than enduring those mocking gazes everyday, I might as well just die. Perhaps this is my life!"

Just as Wen Ruolin was about to speak out to persuade her, Chen Shen took the lead and said: "Young miss, my own fate is under my control, why would you care about the opinions of others?

Yaoyao gave him a blurred glance, then slowly left his arms and walked over to Wen Ruolin's side. "Who is he?"

Wen Ruolin held her small hand tightly and introduced her: "Yaoyao, he's the Divine Doctor Chen that I mentioned to you before. Didn't we come to Huanghai City to specifically invite him to treat you?"

"Oh, I know! Actually, Sister Ruolin doesn't even need to look for a doctor anymore. I've already thought about it today, but my illness can't be cured anyway. " Yaoyao said indifferently.

Wen Ruolin sighed: "Yaoyao, don't give up yet, maybe Mr. Chen can cure your illness."

"My father said the same thing, but wasn't the Dr Miao he invited unable to treat it?" Yaoyao laughed coldly.

"Yaoyao, only when there is hope will there be motivation. Maybe Mr. Chen will have a way." Wen Ruolin said in a safe manner.

"Alright then, since the result is the same, I can't let Mr. Chen come here for nothing."

Chen Shen stared fixedly at the green birthmark on Yaoyao's beautiful face, and from the words he spoke, he could roughly guess the illness's condition.

"Miss Wen, the face of this little sister of yours is dark, and her words are negative. If I'm not mistaken, she should be suffering from severe depression, and the cause of this illness should be related to the birthmark on her face."

Wen Ruolin sighed and nodded: "Yes, how did you know?"

When these words came out, Yaoyao, who was expressionless and cold from start to finish, also looked at him in surprise.

"If you can't even tell such a small problem, what kind of doctor would I be!" Chen Shen smiled confidently.

"Did you manage to cure Yaoyao's illness?" Wen Ruolin was excited.

Right after he said those words, a clean-looking middle-aged man in a suit, who seemed to be in his forties, walked into the room.

As soon as the man entered, he noticed Chen Shen, and started sizing him up, a look of disdain mixed in his eyes.

Upon seeing him enter, Wen Ruolin's beautiful face immediately darkened, and she berated sternly: "Dr Miao, when I left, I repeatedly reminded you to watch over Yaoyao, before I even left for an hour, you had already run. Do you know she almost jumped off the window just now!"

Ah!" "How could that be?" Dr Miao immediately explained: "Miss Wen, I think you misunderstood. I just received an important call just now, so I was afraid of disturbing Miss Jiang, so I went back to my room. Who knew that after a while, she would …

Wen Ruolin glanced at him: "Hmph! It's fortunate that Mr. Chen and I came back so quickly. If something were to happen to Yaoyao, both of us would be held responsible! If it wasn't for the fact that the men of Elder Jiang were afraid that Yaoyao would be ill, I would not have brought you here! "

Dr Miao frowned, obviously not satisfied with her explanation, but he could not say anything.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became depressing.

"Calm down Miss Wen, since there's nothing wrong with Yaoyao now, it's better than anything else." With that, Chen Shen politely nodded towards Dr Miao to show his friendliness.

However, this Dr Miao did not seem to appreciate his kindness. Instead, he looked at Chen Shen with contempt: "You must be the Divine Doctor Chen that Miss Wen mentioned before?"

"A Godly Doctor doesn't dare, all he can do is treat some difficult illnesses." Following that, Chen Shen turned to Wen Ruilin and asked, "Miss Wen, this should be the doctor that treats Yaoyao, right?"

Wen Ruolin rolled her eyes at Dr Miao, as she calmed her agitated emotions, "Yes, Dr Miao is a psychological expert of the Yenching City Hospital, and is very authoritative in the treatment of mental illnesses."

Chen Shen nodded his head, and laughed: "Then I still need to ask for more guidance from Dr Miao."

Dr Miao snorted, as if she did not put him in his eyes at all, "I dare not ask for guidance, but it's just that Miss Jiang's illness is a typical mental disorder, and needs to be formally guided by her heart to be able to fully recover. And from what I heard from Miss Wen, Mr. Chen is a Chinese medicine, so it is unlikely for him to cure Miss Jiang's disease. "

Chen Shen said in a calm and composed manner: "The profoundness and profoundness of Chinese medicine is far beyond what Western medicine can compare with. Whether or not it can be cured is not up to you to decide."

Dr Miao squinted his eyes. The young man in front of him was at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old, an illness that he couldn't cure himself. How could a little doctor who had been involved in the field of medicine for a short while be able to cure it?

"Young man, from the looks of it, you've probably just started practicing medicine not long ago. Your medical skills require a long period of experience and experience before they can be improved." Young man, from the looks of it, you've just started practicing medicine.

"Ha ha!" Chen Shen retorted: "Dr Miao, medical skills do not distinguish between age, I have never heard of any department's rule that a person can't treat a patient if he's young. In my opinion, whether it's western or traditional Chinese medicine, as long as you can cure the disease, what's the use of caring so much. "

"You …" Dr Miao's expression changed slightly as he said disdainfully, "Even I don't have a very good way to treat Miss Jiang's illness, not to mention a small, insignificant Chinese doctor like you. "I had originally thought that the one who would be treating Miss General's illness would be someone with a rich experience, but it turns out to be a young man whose medical age is still young. I'm really disappointed. It seems like Miss Jiang's trip was in vain."

At this time, Jiang Yaoyao, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said tiredly: "I actually don't want to come to Huanghai City to treat patients, I just don't want to disappoint the good intentions of Sister Ruolin. If I am unable to cure patients, I will not blame anyone, everything is fated, I only wish for the next life …"

Before she finished speaking, Wen Ruolin had already lightly covered her mouth, and said with a pained heart: "Yaoyao, you can't say anymore. You must believe that your disease can definitely be cured."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Chen Shen anxiously, "Mr. Chen, what you said just now is completely true.

"It's not hard to cure her, all you need to do is for her to cooperate with me. Before treating her, I must cut off her blood veins first." Chen Shen's expression was extremely calm and collected, as though he had the absolute confidence to cure Jiang Yaoyao's illness.

Wen Ruolin excitedly held tightly onto Jiang Yaoyao's small hand: "Yaoyao, Mr. Chen said he can cure your illness and you'll recover soon!"

Jiang Yao looked at Chen Shen doubtfully. She did not hold any hope from the start, but since he had come, there was no harm in looking.

"Well, it won't change anything anyway." With that, Jiang Yaoyao sat on the chair leaning against the window, and placed her fair and smooth arms on the table beside him.

Chen Shen walked forward, and as he checked his pulse, he secretly opened his eyes to check inside Jiang Yaoyao's body to see if there were any other causes.

The Dr Miao laughed in disdain, "I just said that Miss Jiang suffered from a lot of mental illnesses, and he still has his pulse.

is simply the biggest joke on medical field. "

"Dr Miao, Mr. Chen is currently treating Yaoyao. If you can't watch any longer, I'll have to trouble you to get out of here and not disturb him!" Wen Ruolin said snappily.

"Alright, I won't disturb him!" Dr Miao sneered and no longer said anything else.

After a long while, Chen Shen retracted the finger that was on Jiang Yaoyao's wrist, and said with confidence: "I already know the cause, and can immediately cure it, but the entire process will be a little painful, can Miss Jiang hold on?"

Jiang Yaoyao nodded expressionlessly.

At the moment, Wen Ruolin's heart was in turmoil and she was extremely uneasy, but since Chen Shen said that he could treat her, she could only pray silently at the side.

Then, Chen Shen opened the white bag that he carried with him, and took out seven silver needles of varying lengths. From the looks of it, he was preparing to use the legendary North Underworld Big Dipper Needle again.

Seeing that, Dr Miao scolded: "Do you even know anything about medicine? Let's not talk about cutting Miss Jiang's pulse first, you still need to use acupuncture. It doesn't matter if you don't study. If you make a mistake with the needle, it will directly endanger Miss Jiang's life. If something happened, would a nobody like you be able to pay for it? "It seems like you have no good intentions at all …"