Chapter 390 Difficult Treatment (Part 1)

"Don't think about it." Mr. Cheng's voice sounded again: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, Xiaohui's mother and I grew up together, and Xiaohui was also watched by me. Xiaohui called me aunt, we It's Xiaohui's aunt, I'll pay for the plastic surgery fee!"

The old man was still on a troubled expression, but following Mr. Cheng's words, he finally stopped worrying about anything. His eyes softened instantly, he looked at Xiaohui, then at Mr. Cheng, sighed, and nodded slightly.

"Uncle Zhang, this is my wish for Xiaohui, so don't worry about it." Mr. Cheng went on to say, "As for money, you don't have to think about it, and don't take it as a bribe. I don't care about anything. I don’t ask you, and you can’t talk about trading power for personal gain.”

"But after all, it's so much money!" The old man didn't say anything more, but the old woman was a little worried: "It's too much to transfer so much at once. Young man, no, master, can you A little cheaper."

"Old man, it's okay to be cheaper, but you have to pay back the cheap amount with favors." Guo Tailai smiled: "Are you sure you don't want Mr. Cheng's favors, and you plan to owe me something else?"

He already owed Mr. Cheng a favor. If he owed Guo Tailai another favor because of this, and owed two for one thing, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

The old man also understood that Guo Tailai's position here is very clear, it's just a business, what you love and what I want, you pay me to work, no favors are involved. That's good, don't worry about any other connections, refreshing.

"But this money is too much!" The old woman was still uneasy, always looking a little apprehensive. But seeing Xiaohui's appearance, he was still unable to leave resolutely.

"It's okay, auntie." Mr. Cheng smiled and dispelled the old woman's worries: "The amount Xiaohui spent is enough to become a VIP. VIPs have a recommendation qualification, and this qualification is enough for me to earn all the money came back."

The old couple obviously didn't know there was such a rule, but even they admired Mr. Cheng in the business field. Since Mr. Cheng said he could make money, he would definitely make it back.

If you think about it this way, the psychological burden on the two of them will be much smaller. Finally, they stopped entangled. Seeing Mr. Cheng and Sister Lan go to settle the expenses, the two simply took Xiaohui together to sort out what to do first and what to do later.

Guo Tailai began to wash his hands slowly and make preparations.

When Xiaohui was lying on the operating table, Guo Tailai remembered another thing.

"Sorry, I forgot to say it just now." Guo Tailai expressed his apology, and then said to everyone: "Xiaohui's throat, because it's in the throat, I can't do anything about it for the time being."

This shouldn't belong to the category of plastic surgery. Neither Mr. Cheng nor the old couple has struggled with this issue. However, Xiaohui lying on the operating table was a little out of balance. Perhaps it was because the burn was too unacceptable, Xiaohui's character was a bit paranoid, and when he heard Guo Tailai's words, he immediately had an attack.

"Why didn't you say it before?" Xiaohui's voice was very rude, even if he was lying down, he didn't have the consciousness of a good patient: "Is it because you didn't check carefully enough? Then the retina and optic nerve of my eyes you said before are still OK, how to prove it?"

"Xiaohui!" The old woman called out hastily. Asking this question is obviously a bit of arrogance, and it made Guo Tailai unhappy, so if he didn't do it, wouldn't it be a waste of time today?

"It's okay!" Guo Tailai smiled, put on a mask and lowered his head to explain to Xiaohui: "First of all, the throat part does not belong to the category of plastic surgery. My place is just a beauty salon. Medical plastic surgery is only responsible for the appearance, not the inside. .Also, I can prove it to you about the eye problem."

Xiao Hui was stunned by Guo Tailai's answer, and stared blankly at Guo Tailai, how can this be proved?

"Simple!" Guo Tailai took out one of the needles in a set, sterilized it with alcohol and pointed it to Xiaohui: "I'll give you a needle."

Before Xiaohui could react, Guo Tailai's needle had already pierced into Xiaohui's left temple.

Seeing the nearly ten centimeter long needle just disappear on Xiao Hui's head, the old woman almost cried out in fright, but she finally woke up in time and hurriedly covered her mouth.

"What you see with your right eye now, I will let you see with your left eye." Guo Tailai said inexplicably.

Everyone present, including Xiaoyu and Sister Lan, did not understand. What does it mean?

Xiaohui didn't understand either, but he had an unyielding spirit, as if he wanted to say goodbye to Guo Tailai, so he stared at Guo Tailai with his right eye, as if he wanted to see Guo Tailai clearly.

"Do you remember?" Guo Tailai asked with a smile, and before Xiao Hui could react, another long needle silently pierced into Xiao Hui's right temple.

Without waiting for Xiaohui's answer, Guo Tailai asked Xiaohui to close his eyes after getting the needle: "Is it because I can't see anything?"

"Yes!" Xiaohui replied.

"Then what about this?" Guo Tailai asked Xiao Hui as he gently twisted the long needle in his left hand.

"Ah!" Xiaohui screamed suddenly, which shocked Mr. Cheng and the two old people.

Just as the lying body was about to spring up, another needle appeared in Guo Tailai's hand at some point, and it appeared on Xiaohui's neck very quickly. Xiaohui's body immediately softened, and he could not even move.

"Fake! This must be fake!" Xiaohui couldn't move his body, but he could still move his mouth, and yelled at Guo Tailai frantically: "This is what I saw with my right eye, it has nothing to do with my left eye!"

In Xiaohui's mind, the scene he saw just now is clearly showing, Guo Tailai is standing on top of his head, motionless as if a fixed scene. But this is what I just saw with my right eye. Why is the feeling in my mind now, but what I saw with my left eye?

"Then open your right eye now." Guo Tailai smiled and calmly instructed Xiaohui.

Xiaohui opened his right eye unwilling to admit defeat, and an additional scene immediately appeared in his mind, Guo Tailai lowered his head and was smiling at him. This scene is moving, obviously seen with eyes. But the left eye can still see a quiet pattern.

"There is no need to doubt, I sent the nerve signal from the optic nerve of your right eye to the optic nerve of your left eye just now." Guo Tailai asked with a smile: "Now you can believe that your optic nerve is not damaged, right?"

"What about the retina?" Xiaohui asked eagerly, "How does the retina prove to be good?"

"I'll put some light in front of your retina, and you should be able to see the flickering." Guo Tailai smiled, and easily displayed what he just said.

"I saw it, I saw it in the left eye!" Xiaohui, who was lying on the operating table, cried out excitedly, a tear fell from the corner of his right eye involuntarily.