Chapter Three hundred and ten, very good old Chinese medicine

They pride themselves on wearing the clothes Jojo had chosen, and they no longer wanted to sit in a wheelchair, so they went out on crutches.

He could now walk normally on crutches alone, but only slowly, and he felt sure it was only a matter of time before he was back to his old self. And he has a state-of-the-art medical team, so the technical issues have been resolved, and now he just needs to keep up with his daily rehabilitation.

Jojo followed him, and two male stylists, both of Jojo's disciples, stood there to volunteer in the first place. "Is your leg broken? " Jojo asked suddenly

He was giving pride of honor, and he remembered that Chennault did not want the news to get out, and that his leg was perfectly treatable, and he did not need to tell anyone about the nerve damage, and that he was gradually recovering from the operation. So if it's broken, someone's GonNa believe it.

"Let me introduce you to an old Chinese doctor who is very good at these difficult diseases. He cured my brother who was paralyzed in a car accident. " Jojo said sincerely, knowing full well that there was a handicap in the family, it was not the inconvenience of movement, but the fact that his younger brother had given up his life and almost succeeded in suicide. And he and his family had to watch over him every day, leading to the end of the family is very sad.

But he was devoted to pride and Cheng snow, and knew that they were doing very well, and that they were not bothered at all by the fact that they were devoted devoted to pride, but who would not want to be in good health? Even if there is nothing to worry about, only need to eat, sleep and eat every day of the people will hope that their health and longevity. Let alone a pair of free movement of the legs, until a person lost the ability to move, so long will be eager to move, eager to take a step of their own, rather than rely on a large space wheelchair.

"Huh? Doubtful Diseases? " When he stopped walking with a cane, he slowly turned and looked at him, puzzled: What doubtful diseases? It was a rare disease, not to mention a cure, and the best he could hope for was the return of his legs to normal walking, not running and jumping.

"Yeah, my brother had a Crista fracture, so he couldn't move his lower body, he was depressed at home, and he ended up depressed, " Jojo said with a sad face, but suddenly face a XI continued: "But I met an old Chinese doctor, but please go home to my brother treatment, needles and drink medicine, also bubble medicine bath, after that. "

Speaking of which, the light in Jojo's eyes was so bright that he could see how much he admired the old Chinese doctor, and it was impossible for his previously indifferent expression to become so excited. Jojo was really glad that he was desperate, decided to die as a live horse doctor mentality, or his brother may not be when it will get better. It's just that his depression is a little tricky...

The light in Jojo's eyes had suddenly dimmed, and he had turned his own brother into this, and now he could do nothing but keep making money for his brother's treatment, even after all this time, and his brother hasn't gotten any better. Still do not want to communicate with people, a person sitting quietly in the room looking out the window of the scenery, if someone to talk to him would be very afraid of hiding in the corner.

He always felt that the more he treated his brother, the more he feared people.

"What's the matter? " He was trying to ask the old Chinese doctor's address and looked at Jojo with a slightly sad look in his eyes.

Jojo shook his head and devoted his life to him. He did not resent him when they devoted their lives to him. Instead, they let him hold their arms and walked slowly forward, "My brother has been depressed because of a car accident, " he said as he walked. "It's no good taking medicine or seeing a doctor. "

Depression?"She looked at him strangely, as if she were a brilliant psychiatrist, Qin Lan.

If you ask for the old Chinese doctor's contact information, you can exchange it with a psychologist's contact information, so that you don't owe him much.

Qin Lan and fruit shopping for snacks, suddenly viciously hit a sneeze, rub the nose does not care to continue walking. He was inadvertently trafficked back to others, even though he was paid for by another famous doctor's telephone.

"As soon as Luigi Nono gets his hair done, I'll come over with my very good psychiatrist, and you can take him straight back to see your brother, " he said. The more famous Qin Lan is, the more popular he is. The degree will be high, then fruit can earn a lot of, at least not like this has been losing money.

To tell the truth, though he did not meddle in the fruit's business, the general direction of his work was reported back by the men he had sent to protect the fruit, so that it could be said that he knew more about the fruit than the fruit knew itself.

"Good, I'll give you to find the old Chinese medicine contact. " Jojo thanks to see him, his brother May really saved, not to be thrown to the mental hospital.

Pride and Jojo came to the VIP room and opened the door. They saw Cheng snow sitting in a chair, letting another barber blow her hair. They looked like they had cut it off. But she didn't think so. She didn't think it made a difference. She even thought they were giving Luigi Nono a treatment instead of a haircut.

"Have you cut your hair? " He asked, wondering why he was so devoted to her.

Likewise, Chennault was checking him out. "That's a very personal outfit you're wearing. "

"It's a must, it's a transformation style, and I think this one looks good too. " He chose all the white clothes, not just because he liked them but because he thought Cheng, who wore white clothes, had more style, more chaste, but he liked to see Luigi Nono in a white dress, and Luigi Nono in that way was the fairy in the moonlight, beautiful, holy, and full of divine light.

"very good, you like it. " Cheng snow smiled, when pride of this model is more in line with his mind to Hanfeng idol understanding of the Pie, are such a small fresh meat appearance.

"I think this dress is quite handsome, " he said, grinning unwillingly at his head scratching