Following.

Fang Luo rushed to the airport early in the morning, and then took the earliest flight to the city where Li Zikang and his son were located.

This kind of thing of just leaving, Fang Luo didn't care at all.

After all, he is not short of money.

At the same time, he also has time, and for the sake of a man with a five-star business talent, Fang Luo is willing to do this.

At this time, everything was ready, Fang Luo sat on a chair in Li Zikang's house, and the latter poured him a glass of water.

Because of his father's illness, Li Zikang spent most of the funds on the treatment of his father's illness, and the little money left behind was for himself and his father's food, drink, Lazar, etc., and life was really poor.

But Fang Luo looked at Li Zikang's still straight waist and clear eyes.

He knew that poverty and hardship could put people in trouble, but they could not bend their backs.

Li Zikang is the best representative.

After taking a sip of water, Fang Luo put down the cup and followed Li Zikang to the bed, the old man was lying on the bed at this time, although it was much better than the first time he saw it, but he was still very weak.

"Help lift his clothes. Fang Luo instructed Li Zikang.

Hearing this, Li Zikang didn't speak, silently unbuttoned his father's clothes, and then pulled up the short sleeves inside.

Fang Luo looked down and found that although the old man's body was as skinny, his stomach was very swollen, as if there were a lot of things stuffed inside.

The color of the belly is black and purple, as if this area has been punched a few times, and it is very terrifying to look at.

Then Fang Luo asked Li Zikang to tear off the clothes behind the old man, the latter's back was full of shocking sores one after another, he frowned slightly, and said, "Put it down." ”

At this moment, he understood why the old man had a foul smell.

The sores are so big, is it possible that they don't stink?

"When you're at home, are you all lying in bed?" Fang Luo asked.

"Yes, I don't usually go out, I usually lie in bed. Li Zikang nodded.

"Okay, help me bring me the bag you brought. Fang Luo nodded and gave Li Zikang an order.

The latter quickly picked up Fang Luo's bag on the stool and handed it to Fang Luo.

After taking out the seven-inch long needles and alcohol that he had bought before he came, and placing them next to him one by one, Fang Luo looked at Li Zikang: "I am tired of using alcohol to help these silver needles eliminate the poison." ”

Li Zikang did so, picked up the long silver needle with his eyes and soaked it in alcohol, and then patiently wiped it with a medical tissue.

Fang Luo did not shy away from performing acupressure on the old man's dark arm with both hands, and then took the silver needle handed by Li Zikang after helping to disinfect it.

The left hand is still massaging continuously, the movements are very skillful, and the right hand is holding the silver needle with his eyes focused, always waiting for the opportunity to pierce the silver needle into it.

After his left hand massaged the several acupuncture points that Fang Luo needed to prick, the silver needle in his right hand pierced like lightning, and this action was exactly the same as when Fang Luo pricked Gong Yajian, and the silver needle was exactly the same.

Fast, accurate, steady.

Depending on the condition, the treatment methods of TCM are different, and the methods of acupuncture and moxibustion used are also different.

Gong Masa's illness was caused by poison, so he needed the fierce acupuncture method of the Nine Needles of the Onimon.

And the old man in front of him is different.

His illness was chronic, and according to Fang Luo's thoughts, it should have been due to his own negligence that caused the accumulation of illness, and he had already entered the depths at this time.

What is needed is not strong acupuncture, but gentler acupuncture that helps with detoxification.

In the midst of this.

Fang Luo, with his skillful skills in traditional Chinese medicine, directly adopted Zhan Ruo Needle, a gentle acupuncture method of traditional Chinese medicine during the Tang Dynasty.

Although the needle method is mild, the mind of the person holding the needle is more delicate and patient, so Fang Luo did not pull out the needle in a hurry, but continued to insert a few needles without interruption, and then let go.

About five minutes later, Qin Luo pulled out the silver needle. Then he helped the old man pull down the sleeve of his coat to cover the position where he had just pricked the needle, to avoid the invasion of the cool breeze.

After doing this, Fang Luo patiently washed his hands, and then stood behind the old man's head.

Kneading his hands at his shoulders, the way of Chinese medicine naturally contains kneading, kneading can relax the tense muscles.

After kneading for a while, Fang Luo asked Li Zikang to take off the old man's shoes, the old man's feet did not exude any peculiar smell, presumably Li Zikang took care of him very carefully, and helped him wash his feet and wipe his body every day.

Fang Luo's hands kneaded again on the board of his feet.

The foot is the second heart of the person, and it helps the heart to work. Since the foot is farthest from the heart, the blood flowing from the heart becomes slower when it reaches the foot, and it is easy to stay in the foot. Our daily walking plays an important role in compressing blood vessels and promoting blood circulation. The heart pumps blood throughout the body through repeated contractions, while foot movements increase the rate of blood flow and increase the amount of blood returning to the heart.

After kneading for a long time, the old man suddenly felt that his stomach was very uncomfortable, coughed, and turned his stomach upside down, as if he wanted to vomit something.

"Do you feel like throwing up now?" Fang Luo continued to knead on his feet, his movements seemingly ordinary but containing the way of traditional Chinese medicine.

In fact, the way of traditional Chinese medicine is ubiquitous, and the history of hundreds of years has already contained in the subtleties of the life of the Chinese people, but the Chinese people have not fully excavated it.

"Hmm. ”

The old man felt that his stomach was very uncomfortable, and the feeling of wanting to vomit became stronger and stronger, more and more violent, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

"Help the old man to the toilet. Fang Luo instructed Li Zikang, who was standing aside.

Hearing this, Li Zikang hurriedly came to help the old man lying on the bed up, and his movements were very skillful, and it must not be the first time he had done it.

After helping to the restroom.

The old man could no longer suppress the desire to vomit in his heart.

"Vomit ------"

The old man's body relied on Fang Luo and Li Zikang to support him, and then he vomited heavily into the toilet.

The vomited filth was a black, sticky substance that stinked badly.

The smell of the whole toilet was immediately foul.

The smell was unpleasant and very smoky, Fang Luo was not worried after seeing this scene, on the contrary, his eyes became excited.

"In this way, it can be cured, there is still hope!"