The mother compared the prescriptions of the two doctors, and they were basically the same, so she fed her brother the medicine with confidence. But the unconscious person could not swallow, so she was busy for a long time, but she could not feed the decoction.

Anxious, my mother's legs weakened, and she knelt on the edge of the bed and began to choke. Luo Xiang'er looked at her brother's seriously injured and unconscious appearance, her mother's sad and helpless figure, and her father's heartache and helplessness, decided! It's a big deal to amaze them again, and it is better to find a way to slowly round it in the future than to be so gloomy and hopeless.

So, Luo Xiang'er closed the door tightly, took her mother to sit next to her father, and stood in front of the two of them: "I have something very important to tell you now. After waiting for a while, I saw my parents raise their heads.

Luo Xiang'er firmly told them: "I can cure the bruise on my brother's head, and I don't need to drink medicine!" When the mother heard this, she exclaimed, "Really? You can be cured! "Yes."

My father asked, "You haven't studied medicine, how can you be cured?" This is a matter of human life. "When I recover, I'll be like literature, math, and cooking." Luo Xiang'er had no choice but to explain mysteriously.

Father's eyes lit up, and Luo Xiang'er hurriedly said, "I promise that it will be cured, and there will be no danger." "Then let's cure it." Mother couldn't wait for a moment.

"I wonder if the current treatment will have an impact on the case?" Luo Xianger asked. The father thought for a moment, "Probably not." Now the focus is on the meridians, and sooner or later the head injury will be better, and it is better to be better sooner than later. ”

Luo Xiang'er nodded: "I can't be interrupted during the treatment, are you waiting outside or watching from the inside?" "Right here." Parents speak in unison.

Luo Xiang'er pretended to go to her room to get utensils, but in fact, she went into the space and took out the entire set of cow hair gold needles she used in her previous life, and cleaned them in the spring lake.

When she returned to her brother's room and asked her mother to help take off her brother's clothes, she took out the set of 9981 cow hair gold needles. Luo Xiang'er pinched a slender golden needle with three fingers, poured her true yuan qi, pierced the middle navel acupoint without hesitation, and then injected a trace of shengji qi. Next, I saw ten fingers flying, and thirty-four stitches had been pierced in a few breaths. Luo Xiang'er breathed a sigh of relief, picked up two special hollow gold needles in one hand, and cautiously pierced the last two needles into the Tianchi acupoint at the same time, stopping the tip of the needle at the bruise in the back of the head. This was the most critical moment, and she carefully controlled her True Yuan Qi to guide the blood to flow slowly out of the golden needle.

When the mother saw that the back of her son's head was bleeding, she thought that it was Xiang'er's wrong hand, so she wanted to rush forward to stop it, but the father grabbed her and covered her mouth with his hand to stop her screaming.

Luo Xiang'er had already discovered the movement here, but she had no time to care about it, this is the brain domain, the most mysterious place in the human body, and if there is a slight mistake, people will be stupid. Half an hour later, she drained the blood and nourished the wounded part with the breath of good fortune. It wasn't until she saw with her own eyes that the bruising and edema in the back of her brother's head had all disappeared and she had returned to a healthy state, that Luo Xianger quickly pulled out the two needles in her hand.

Because my brother's cultivation has been running on Xiao Zhoutian, most of the meridians in his body have not yet been opened. Luo Xiang'er took this opportunity to play the piano and urge the golden needles on her brother's body one by one, and her skillful stroke, plucking, and playing techniques were like releasing thirty-four butterflies. This sacred scene has remained in the memories of the Luo family's parents for many years.