"Dad, is he?" Liu Wanru looked at Mo Bei with a curious expression.

Meng Qingtong coughed lightly: "This is the master I invited to treat Xiangwei." ”

"Mom, Mom, I accidentally fell into the lake today, and it was this big brother who saved my life. The stone took Liu Wanru's hand and briefly told what happened.

Liu Wanru was grateful, but at the same time, she was tired of her father's behavior of inviting Mo Bei to treat her husband's illness, although Mo Bei saved her son's life, but is it the same thing as healing her husband? It's just that she can't say more because of her feelings, so she can only reluctantly let Mo Bei help her husband check his body.

"Little brother, how is the dog's injury, is there any possibility of recovery?" Seeing Mo Bei finish taking the pulse, Meng Qingtong couldn't wait to ask.

Mo Beidao: "The injury is more serious than I thought, but it is not incurable. ”

"How to treat it?" Divine Doctor Zhao spoke, with a disdainful expression on his face, although Mo Bei was very skillful in the technique of cutting the pulse just now, but he did not believe that a young man in his twenties could cure this stubborn disease that could not be overcome in the history of medicine.

Mo Beidao: "Mr. Meng is just depleted of nerves in his lower limbs, as long as he activates them." ”

Doctor Zhao sneered: "It's simple to say, if you have the ability, you can heal Mr. Meng's injury now, if you can do it, I, Zhao Yunshan, will kneel down and worship you as a teacher!"

"You are Zhao Yunshan Zhao Divine Doctor?" Meng Qingtong's face changed greatly, and then he bowed to Zhao Yunshan: "Please forgive the old man for his disrespect just now." ”

Zhao Yunshan, this is definitely the existence of the master of the Chinese medicine industry in L Province, and he is also a health care doctor in Zhongnanhai, Mo said that in the entire Chinese medicine community, even in the entire medical community, it has a high popularity.

Zhao Yunshan smiled reluctantly, and then said: "Mr. Meng, I know that you are eager to save your son, but you shouldn't listen to the words of some Jianghu Langzhong, so that not only will your son's injury not be cured, but will also aggravate his injury, and even affect the follow-up treatment." ”

Hearing this, Mo Bei was immediately unhappy: "Doctor Zhao, right? May I ask if Langzhong in the rivers and lakes is not Langzhong?

Zhao Yunshan snorted heavily: "Nonsense!"

"Don't be angry, two. Meng Qingtong said in a continuous voice: "Doctor Zhao, you have long heard of your attainments in the medical field, but Master Mo's medical skills have also been taught, so you might as well listen to him talk about the treatment process first." ”

"I'm going to see if he can tell me why!" Zhao Yunshan glanced at Mo Bei angrily.

"It's a shame that you are still a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and you actually take ignorance as a personality. Mo Bei chuckled, and then said, "Three days, I can get Mr. Meng back on his feet after three days." ”

"It can't be!"

"Yes, Mr. Meng's lower limb nerves are exhausted, don't say it's you, even if Hua Tuo is alive, it is impossible to cure it in such a short time!"

"If you can get Mr. Meng to stand up within three days, Lao Tzu will directly chop off his head and kick it for you. ”

Everyone, you and I have spoken word by word.

Xiao Shi suddenly said, "Are you guilty of my father's sin, why don't you want him to get back on his feet?"

A simple sentence made the scene silent, and the faces of those so-called famous doctors looked even more embarrassed, as doctors, of course they wanted to make the patient stand up, but they didn't believe that Mo Bei could make Meng Xiangwei recover in just three days!

"You guys stand down first, I'll help Mr. Meng massage it. Also, prepare a pair of silver needles for me to use at 4 o'clock tomorrow morning, if you have time, you can come and watch it. Mo Bei said casually, although Meng Xiangwei's injury was very serious, if he was a monk, it would not take three days to heal, and he didn't even need a silver needle, but now that he was a mortal, the healing process would be relatively cumbersome.

After everyone left, only Mo Bei and Meng Xiangwei were left in the room, Mo Bei helped him knead his legs, and said: "Mr. Meng, you have a good wife and a good son, although you are bedridden now, but you must be strong, after all, you are the pillar of this family! If you collapse, what will happen to Old Man Meng? What will happen to your wife and children?"

Meng Xiangwei smiled miserably: "My legs are useless, haven't they collapsed?"

Mo Bei said: "My husband stands up to the sky, even if his legs are useless? Can this be a reason for you to give up on yourself? I have seen my brother lose his legs in the artillery fire, and I have also witnessed him holding a grenade and lying on his stomach in the enemy camp with his hands to destroy the enemy fortress.

Mo Bei didn't want to recall that mission, it was the only mission in his five-year military career, and it was also the nightmare of his life, but he felt the need to talk to Meng Xiangwei, in his opinion, saving people is not only to cure someone's illness, a real doctor should be to heal people's hearts.

The depth of Mo Bei's body that did not match his age impressed Meng Xiangwei: "Have you ever joined the army?"

Mo Bei took off his T-shirt, revealing scars all over his body, and more than a dozen bullet marks, there was not an inch of intact skin on his chest and back at all, and even the two symmetrical Doudou had lost one, looking extremely hideous, each scar was like a demon with teeth and claws, giving people a shocking feeling.

Meng Xiangwei looked at it, obviously he didn't expect that there would be so many scars on a person's body, and after reacting, Meng Xiangwei said: "Scars are the best medal for men!"

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Meng Xiangwei was amused: "You are a very interesting guy. ”

Mo Bei: "If you say that, I will never quarrel with you." ”

Meng Xiangwei laughed: "Seriously, it's very interesting to chat with you." You're right, I'm really cowardly, I care too much about the world's eyes, in fact, I don't need to care about those strange eyes, I don't need to care about others saying I'm a waste, I just need to let my relatives save a little bit is the best reward for them. ”

Mo Bei: "The consciousness is very high! You have to be like this, you can't be so selfish, you have to think about the people around you." ”

Meng Xiangwei grinned: "Suddenly I'm looking forward to three days later!"

Mo Bei asked, "Do you believe that I can cure you?"

Meng Xiangwei's eyes were firm: "It's already a miracle that you can survive so many injuries, and I believe in miracles." ”

Mo Bei shook his head: "A famous writer once said: Don't believe in miracles, it's just the hope of the desperate for the future, and you shouldn't despair at any time!"

Meng Xiangwei frowned: "Which writer said that?"

Mo Bei coughed lightly: "Nicholas Crawling." ”