Chapter 198: Chapter 143: Director Wang’s Invitation (Two in One)_2 Chapter 198: Chapter 143: Director Wang’s Invitation (Two in One)_2 [Yes, if Jiang Ning ca on this show to make it into the circle, she would certainly not refuse Director Wang’s invitation.]
[By the way, Jiang Ning was trolled so badly online before, and sohow Director Wang didn’t know?]
[It’s normal, Director Wang still uses an old-fashioned phone and keeps the schedule of a veteran cadre, preferring to read newspapers at ho rather than surfing the internet.]
In the living room, Wang Ye was racking his brains to convince Jiang Ning to join his new drama production. It was a good thing that Huo Miao was upstairs at the mont, and since Wang Ye’s voice was rather gentle, she didn’t overhear. Otherwise, Huo Miao would probably be stimulated to tears again.
She had joined the variety show back then with the purpose of landing a role in Wang Ye’s new drama.
Now, the role that she so desired was being rejected by Jiang Ning. If Huo Miao knew about it, how could she not be furious?
However, Huo Miao’s mood at that mont wasn’t much better, as the food in her room was taken away, and everyone had worked for naught, having lost both their effort and their cause, her facial expression sowhat gloomy.
Mu Mingxuan, with a frown, pointed at his dislocated hand and lifted it towards Ling Bo and the others, “Who knows how? Help put it back in.”
If a dislocated hand isn’t dealt with for too long, it will be difficult to recover later!
Mu Mingxuan certainly did not want to beco disabled for real.
Ling Bo and his peers looked at each other, and no one spoke up.
Mu Mingxuan’s eyes darkened as he continued, “Whoever helps put it back, once we’re out of here, a million each.”
[Damn! Today is another day to envy the rich!]
[I hate rich people!]
[My father used to run a Chinese dicine clinic. He might work from dawn till dusk his whole life and only earn about that much.]
The audience were green with envy.
Especially those viewers who were studying dicine.
Rich or not, no one would complain about having too much money.
After Mu Mingxuan finished speaking, Yuan Wei’s eyes shifted as he pointed at Lin Qi beside him, “Lin Qi knows how to massage. His grandfather used to own a massage parlor; he’s learned it!”
Lin Qi glanced at Mu Mingxuan, a hesitant expression on his face, “I’m not sure if I can do it. I only know how to massage, not dical treatnt…”
“It’s fine!” Mu Mingxuan gritted his teeth, “It’s just a dislocation, nothing serious. Just help get it back into place, and I’ll transfer the money to you once we get out.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Qi stepped forward. He walked up to Mu Mingxuan, touched his arm, and imdiately Mu Mingxuan winced in pain.
Lin Qi said, “I’ll need soone to hold you down.”
“We’ll do it!” Yuan Wei, pulling Ling Bo along, stepped forward to help.
Yuan Wei and Ling Bo held Mu Mingxuan down while Lin Qi took hold of his arm and slowly pushed it back in place.
Mu Mingxuan was in so much pain that veins throbbed on his forehead, his face showed a ferocious look, and a cold sweat broke out.
[Holy moly! Is dislocation this terrifying? It hurts just looking at it!]
[My son dislocated his jaw by accident before, and it was fine right after seeing the doctor. It wasn’t this scary at all.]
[Hmm… dical professionals speak up; his technique isn’t quite right.]
[Right, and since it’s Mu Mingxuan’s arm that got dislocated, it would have been easy to push it back in place imdiately after the dislocation. The longer you wait, the harder it gets to pop it back into place, and so even require anesthetic surgery to do so. Mu Mingxuan is in for a lot of pain.]
Just as the comnts said, after Lin Qi tried for several minutes, Mu Mingxuan was almost in unbearable pain, with every passing second feeling like an eternity. Finally, just as he was about to swallow his pride and apologize to Jiang Ning, a sensation of soreness traveled through his arm, and Lin Qi’s voice rang out, “It’s done.”
Ling Bo and Yuan Wei imdiately let go of Mu Mingxuan.
Mu Mingxuan’s entire body was nearly faint from pain, and he quivered involuntarily.
Lin Qi squeezed Mu Mingxuan’s arm and, after making sure there were no issues, also withdrew his hand.
Yuan Wei looked at Mu Mingxuan and said on ti, “Young Master Mu, should we send you our card numbers after we get out?”
Yuan Wei’s question aid to confirm whether he and Ling Bo were included in the list of people Mu Mingxuan was to pay.
Mu Mingxuan barely perceptibly furrowed his brows, a hint of irritation crossing his eyes as he coldly replied, “Yes.”
Mu Mingxuan couldn’t help but move his arm. Whether it was his imagination or not, although the arm was back in place, any slight movent still caused severe pain.
[Six million…]
[So many doctors won’t earn that much in several lifetis.]
Huo Miao, seeing Mu Mingxuan’s arm finally put back in place, felt sowhat relieved.
If Mu Mingxuan’s arm remained dislocated, wouldn’t he be no different from a disabled person?
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