Chapter 39: Cure the Legs!
After eating, Cui's mother asked Aunt Wang next door to do her hair together, and at night, only Cui's father and Cui Qian, who were quite resentful, were left.
My father doesn't have any great skills, he has been honest all his life, and the most earth-shattering thing he has ever done is to confess to my mother back then. And the key is it.
Taking a deep breath, Cui Qian slowly walked towards his father......
Father, you once broke your arms for me, and today I have the opportunity to repay your kindness.
Cui Jiankang is nine years old today, Chinese New Year's Eve with beautiful eyebrows, tall and short... From his facial features, it can be vaguely seen that he was also a handsome guy when he was young.
Because his arms were cut off by the machine and he became disabled, he could only rely on his wife to set up a stall to support him, which made the strong Cui Jianxing suffer from both psychological and physical torture for so many years, so he looked a lot older than his peers.
Cui Qian was excited and shouted, "Dad." ”
"What's wrong with Xiao Qian, you want to entertain Lao Tzu again?" Cui Jiankang asked with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes bulged out, staring at Cui Qian's body.
Cui Qian released the true yuan at this time, and used his true qi to conjure ten silver needles and levitate them in front of him.
"This!" Cui Jiankang looked incredulous and shocked.
"How is Dad, isn't it amazing?" Cui Qian said triumphantly.
"Son, when did you learn to do magic?"
Cui's father's words made Cui Qian almost didn't continue Zhenyuan.
"Dad, it's not magic! This thing was a magic weapon that I got by accident, and it can restore your arm. Cui Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said speechlessly.
"Really?" Cui's father will be suspicious.
A few stitches can restore your arm? By whom?
If that's the case, Xiao Qian can become the top doctor in the world with these needles!
"You don't believe it? Don't you have old cold legs? I'll treat you first, and you'll know. Cui Qian smiled confidently.
When Cui Jiankang was young, he was in charge of the reservoir, and often went to the cold reservoir to fish, but because the water in the reservoir was too cold, he fell into the diseases of old cold legs and varicose veins.
Varicose veins have had an operation before, and they are already well, but this old cold leg is particularly difficult to treat.
Because the disease is easy to recur, there is no specific medicine, only acupuncture and massage can be used to relieve the pain, but not cure.
"That'...... You try it. It's really that Xiao Qian has shocked him too much in the past two days, and he can't let him not believe it, so he opened his pants as he spoke.
Cui Qian smiled, pulled out three of the several silver needles suspended in the air, and then his fingers flew like lightning, continuously pricking needles on Cui Dad's acupoints such as Futu, Blood Sea, Ququan and Yin Valley, and poured True Yuan.
only looked at Cui's father dazzlingly.
After a while, Cui Qian withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Dad, you stand up and take two steps, don't you get sick and take two steps, and see if your legs are much better than before?" ”
Cui Jianxing saw that his son was done with a few stitches, and stood up in disbelief.
Then walked around the living room a few times.
The more he walked, the surprised expression on Cui's father's face
The thicker.
His old cold leg has been thinking for more than 20 years, and his condition is very serious, even if it is not cloudy and rainy, his knees will be faintly tingling when he takes a few steps, and he does not dare to stride his legs when he goes upstairs, and he will be unbearable if he walks a little farther.
Just after he walked a few times, he found that not only the symptoms of the old cold legs had disappeared, but also the sequelae of the seemingly varicose veins were gone.