Chapter 1,464: One Shot Works

"Good morning, Mr. Qin!"

Qin Yang walked down the stairs briskly and was greeted respectfully by a servant.

"morning."

Qin Yang glanced at the living room. Nisha was sitting on the sofa, holding a tablet in her hand. Her fingers were sliding on the tablet, as if she was checking some files or something, with a focused expression.

Hearing the footsteps, Nessa raised her head with a smile on her face: "Qin, did you sleep well last night?"

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "Slept well."

Nissa handed the tablet to Delphi who was standing behind her, stood up, and said with a smile: "Then let's have breakfast first. I'm a little hungry."

Qin Yang walked up to Nisha and looked at the rosy-faced Nisha who was full of energy: "You eat first when you are hungry. You don't have to wait for me. If I sleep until 12 o'clock, do you still have to wait for me?" Until 12 o’clock?”

Nisha smiled and said: "You have come from afar, you are a friend and a guest. As the host, I naturally have to accompany you well. Besides, my brother is busy with things at home, and I am just a freeloader, so my brother said Now, my mission these days is to entertain you."

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "I will be embarrassed if you are so polite."

Nisha said with a smile: "How polite is that? Landlord friendship, isn't this what it should be?"

When the two of them arrived at the restaurant, the servant put breakfast on the table. When Qin Yang saw it, he was immediately happy: "Hey, Xiao Long Baozi, rice porridge, soy milk and fried dough sticks, you have moved all the Chinese canteens here."

Nisha explained with a smile: "I was afraid that you were not used to Western food, so I invited a Chinese chef to come over and cook breakfast for a few days. After all, a person's appetite in the morning is not as good as that at noon and evening. The most important thing is to eat comfortably and smoothly."

Qin Yang was not polite, picked up a small steamed bun with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and praised: "Well, it tastes good, you took the trouble."

Nisha smiled: "It's just a phone call. There are many Chinese people living in Las Vegas. It's not difficult to invite a Chinese chef. The important thing is that you like it."

Qin Yang picked up a piece of fried dough sticks, soaked it in soy milk, put it in his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction: "Not bad, it's great to have money!"

Nesa was amused by Qin Yang's words: "Qin, what you said is right. You are a rich man yourself, okay? What do you want that you can't buy?"

"I'm poor and can't buy many things."

Qin Yang chuckled, and was not polite to Nisha. He devoured a huge meal and almost cleared the breakfast on the table.

Qin Yang put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said with a satisfied smile: "I'm very full. It looks like I can skip lunch."

Nisha chuckled and said, "We won't have lunch at home. I'll take you around Las Vegas."

Qin Yang waved his hands and said, "Let's put aside the rest of things first. I've eaten well and slept well. I'll see my aunt first before talking about anything else."

Nesa is naturally the most concerned about this matter, but as the host, she naturally has to entertain Qin Yang well, and it is not good to keep urging Qin Yang to seek treatment.

"Okay, mother is in the villa, and there is someone to take care of her...Qin, do you need to prepare anything?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "It is estimated that more of them should be acupuncture. I will tell you the corresponding medicines. You can have someone prepare them. We will talk about everything after diagnosis and treatment."

"Okay, then... now?"

Qin Yang stood up and said with a smile: "Well, let's go."

"Okay, please come with me."

Nisha took Qin Yang upstairs, walked through the long corridor, and then opened the house at the end.

This room is very large, at least more than 100 square meters. In the center of the room, there is a large bed. Lying on the bed is a woman in her fifties. Her eyes are closed and she lies motionless on the bed. Her face is pale and her expression is blank. It was quite weak to go up.

There were two middle-aged women dressed as nurses in the room. When they saw Nisha coming in, they quickly stood up and bowed to Nisha.

Nisha brought Qin Yang to the hospital bed and looked at the woman on the bed, her eyes full of concern: "This is my mother Claire...Qin, I leave everything to you!"

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "I'll do my best."

Qin Yang said no more and began to conduct a detailed inspection of Claire. He combined it with Claire's recent inspection report and considered it carefully.

This inspection and thinking took at least half an hour. Qin Yang stood up, exhaled, and opened the Guanyin needle bag he brought with him.

Qin Yang took out a long silver needle, aimed at an acupuncture point on Claire's head and inserted it directly.

Next to her, Nisha looked at the shining silver needle and felt quite worried, but she could only believe in Qin Yang, clenched her fists, and waited in fear, lest Qin Yang finally say that there was no way to treat him.

Qin Yang then inserted silver needles into several other Claire's acupuncture points, and then used his technique to flick the silver needles. A stream of internal energy stimulated Claire's acupuncture points like an electric current.

About four or five minutes later, the unconscious Claire's eyelids suddenly trembled twice, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Nisha’s eyes suddenly widened, filled with unabashed surprise.

Actually woke up!

In the past time, Claire's coma has been getting longer and longer, and her body functions have been getting worse and worse. But after Qin Yang gave her a few injections without using any medicine, she woke up!

Does this mean that Qin Yang really has a way to treat Claire as he said?

Although Qin Yang had said before that he could make Claire regain consciousness, Nisha was still worried before it became a reality. Now that Qin Yang showed off his skills, she felt more confident.

Qin Yang watched Claire open her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Claire's eyes were still a little distracted, Qin Yang whispered, "Nisha, talk to her."

People need to think when they speak, and they will be more focused when they have someone to talk to.

Nisha leaned down and whispered, "Mom, how do you feel?"

Claire's eyes fell on Nisha's face, and her eyes gradually returned to clarity and no longer distracted. She showed a somewhat difficult smile on her face: "Nisha, how long have I been unconscious this time?"

Nisha held Claire's hand: "Mom, don't worry, I have invited a Chinese miracle doctor, he can cure your disease and make you return to normal, and you won't be unconscious again."

Claire's eyes turned to Qin Yang next to her, with a slightly puzzled look. Obviously, the young Qin Yang in front of her and the words "miracle doctor" seemed a little unrelated.

Nisha was worried that Claire would say something to upset Qin Yang, so she quickly introduced him: "Mom, this is Qin Yang. His master is the best doctor in China. Qin's medical skills are also very powerful. He once brought people back to life..."

Claire listened to Nisha's introduction and looked a little surprised: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry for my illness."

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "Auntie, you're welcome. Nisha and I are friends...Auntie, I have some questions now and I need your cooperation to answer them..."