Chapter 238

In the ward, when Qin Mu went in with supper, Tang Qianyue just woke up and told the nurse that she wanted to eat something. As a result, she chose to go around. Nothing gave her an appetite.

Suddenly smelling the delicious food in Qin Mu's hand, Tang Qianyue's pretty face was full of sunshine.

"How delicious! What delicious food did you bring?" Tang Qianyue asked eagerly, his eyes shining, like a snack.

When the nurse saw Qin Mu, she seemed to see the rescuer. She hurried away with the recipe.

Although Tang Qianyue is easy to get along with, he doesn't have the airs of a big lady. But it's too picky.

These two days, she took great pains to make her eat.

As soon as the nurse walked away, Tang Qianyue couldn't wait to open the lunch box. When he saw the yellow pineapple ribs in the lunch box, his mouth watered for a moment.

"How do you know I want sour?" Tang Qianyue looked at Qin Mu, his eyes full of surprises.

Qin Mu looked at Tang Qianyue's happy appearance, and some couldn't help laughing and said, "do you want to eat sour?"

"What? Nonsense!" Tang Qianyue blushed and hummed.

"Ha ha..." Qin Mu was in a good mood and said with a smile: "sour is more appetizing. I guess you have a bad appetite, so I bought this for you."

Qin Mu picked up a sparerib and fed it to Tang Qianyue.

"I want to eat pineapple." Tang Qianyue said vaguely with ribs in his mouth.

Sour and sweet ribs and crispy fried pastry evoke Tang Qianyue's taste for many days.

"You still have wounds on your body that haven't recovered. Pineapple needs to quit for the time being," Qin Mu said.

"But I really want to eat. What should I do? Can I just have a small piece?" Tang Qianyue said after discussion.

She just wants to taste it. She has been drinking porridge for several days.

"No." Qin Mu refused directly.

"When you're well, I'll cook it for you." Qin Mu said, holding a spare ribs and handed it over.

"Hum!" Tang Qianyue snorted coldly with dissatisfaction, but he opened his mouth and ate the spareribs.

The sweet smell filled her mouth, just as she felt in her heart at this moment.

"Eat well, you can have some." Tang Qianyue scooped a piece of ribs with a spoon and handed it to Qin Mu.

Two people were feeding each other in the ward. I didn't know that Tang Ningxi was standing outside the door.

Tang Ningxi had planned to go home after seeing Tang Qianyue. Unexpectedly, he had been fed a mouthful of dog food standing at the door of the ward.

She slightly lost her lips, and some resentment grew in her heart.

I didn't expect that my sister and Chu siran had such a good relationship

She stamped her foot sadly and left angrily.

the second day.

Because Tang Qianyue wanted to check, Qin Mu got up early in the morning to check with her.

Tang Qianyue's injury recovered much faster than expected, but the broken ribs still need to be cast. Observe for a few more days. If there is no big problem, he can be discharged from the hospital.

After that, pay attention not to do too much action and do not do strenuous exercise, and you can recover soon.

Cheng Yichun finished checking Tang Qianyue and asked the nurse to take Tang Qianyue to film.

Qin Mu was going to follow him, but Cheng Yichun caught him.

"Chu Shao, have you ever heard of Luo Rongyuan, the master of national medicine?" Cheng Yichun asked expectantly.

Since he saw Qin Mu's acupuncture technique, he always wanted to worship Qin Mu as a teacher, but he was embarrassed to speak.

He also mentioned it to Luo Rongyuan several times. Luo Rongyuan didn't believe it or thought he was exaggerating.

But since he showed Luo Rongyuan the prescription written by Qin Mu to Tang Qianyue, Luo Rongyuan came to him almost every day these two days and asked him to arrange it. He also wanted to see Qin Mu.

He didn't come from traditional Chinese medicine, but when he saw Luo Rongyuan's attitude, he also knew that Chu siran, who was wrongly rumoured as waste, had deep strength.

"No." Qin Mu shook his head without thinking.

He knows a famous doctor, but he has never heard of the name Luo Rongyuan.

Cheng Yichun opened his mouth, shocked and embarrassed.

Luo Rongyuan was a veteran in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in the Xia state. Almost everyone who studied medicine regarded him as an idol.

Chusran doesn't know?

"Luo is always a meritorious doctor in Xia. After retirement, he became a professor in our hospital. That day I showed him the prescription you wrote for Miss Tang. He was full of praise for the prescription." Cheng Yichun said with a smile.

"Really?" Qin Mu picked his eyebrows and showed some interest in the bottom of his eyes.

Not many people can understand his prescriptions.

"Yes. So, Luo told me that if you wake up, I hope to see you." Cheng Yichun said.

"And in the past few days when you were unconscious, Lao Luo also gave you a diagnosis and treatment."

It's true. When Qin Mu was in a coma, Luo Rongyuan personally treated Qin Mu. However, after the diagnosis and treatment, he said, "very understandable condition," and then left.

"He treated me?" Qin Mu suddenly thought of something.

After he woke up, he obviously felt that his physical condition was different from that before. Was it because Luo Rongyuan had treated himself?

If so, he must go to see this Luo Rongyuan.

"Yes." seeing Qin Mu's surprised expression, Cheng Yichun was stunned.

"I'm just free now. Take me to see you," Qin Mu said.

The 15th floor of the people's hospital is the core staff office of the hospital. Here are the offices of the president, some professors and researchers with higher positions.

At this time, in one of the offices, Luo Rongyuan was facing the sunshine outside the window and studying a silver needle about three inches long in his hand.

The silver needle of acupuncture is filiform needle, which is generally made of metal, mostly made of stainless steel.

The silver needle in his hand is much thicker than the silver needle used for acupuncture, and it is made of copper.

"This kind of needle can't be regarded as a silver needle," Luo Rongyuan said to the man sitting on the sofa.

There is no one else sitting on the sofa. It is Sheng Changhong.

"This is what you said, the concealed weapon used by the black feather guard who picked up the murder?" Luo Rongyuan tutted a few times, which was obviously very unexpected.

He has not never heard of the method of killing with a silver needle, but it is the first time he has heard of it.

"Yes, I asked Xiaoxue to bring this from the Bureau. Those who were killed basically died because they were stabbed into their brains by this silver needle," Sheng Changhong said.

Although the matter was over and he knew who the murderer was, he was still curious to solve the mystery if he could kill so many people by this means.