Hearing this, Zheng Dexun grinned, but his voice was low and weak: "Haha...... I...... The person I admire the most is ...... Xu is healed, and he is free. ”

"He's just an irresponsible."

Of course, Meng Fan could only mutter this sentence in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Grandpa Zheng has won the award, and I can't figure out my master's character." ”

"Yes...... The people who were accepted as apprentices by him must also be ...... Not a simple lad, right? ”

Zheng Dexun, whose cheeks were full of wrinkles, slowly raised his head, and then looked at Meng Fanlai, but his tired eyes showed a fine light, and he nodded his head with satisfaction: "Okay, very good." ”

"Grandpa Zheng, I'...... Can I look at your body now? ”

It can be seen that Zheng Lao is not an ordinary person, so Meng Fan also subconsciously respects it.

"Come on, let me see how much you, this young man, have learned from Doctor Ye."

Zheng Dexun's reaction was not at all like the expression that a half-paralyzed person should have, and his talk and laughter exuded a domineering style in his gestures, which was admirable.

Meng Fan put away his joke, slowly squatted down, and gently touched Zheng Dexun's lower body twice.

The old man suffers from muscle atrophy and bone necrosis, which can be regarded as one of the stubborn diseases in the medical field, and over the years, the major celebrities in the medical orthopedic field have not known how many brain cells have died for this disease, but the success rate is still very low.

Not to mention the traditional Chinese medicine treatment techniques that Meng Fan is now adopting.

At this time, Zheng Dexun was covered with skin and bones because of his illness, full of silver hair, like a centenarian, lying on the bed and struggling several times without lifting his hands.

Every time I speak, I have to exert all my strength.

Meng Fan, who saw all this in his eyes, also sweated in his heart, and bent down to pull up his trouser legs.

Suddenly, there was a shock.

The muscles have atrophied to the point of being extremely serious, and the old man's legs are as thin as ordinary people's wrists, without blood, purple and black, which makes people panic.

Zheng Jiayi, who was standing next to her, covered her mouth suddenly, although it was not the first time she had seen her grandfather's body, but ...... Every time I look at it, it's better than the last time.

"Grandpa'......" was distressed, and Zheng Jiayi's eyes were full of tears.

"Grandpa is fine, it's okay...... "People are dying, and their words are good. Zheng Dexun raised his old face and blinked his eyes to comfort his granddaughter.

"Meng Fan, how is my grandfather's health?" Zheng Jiayi forced her cry and asked, "Can it be cured?" ”

"Is there a silver needle?"

Meng Fan was well aware that the old man's illness had reached an advanced stage, so he couldn't joke and asked seriously.

"Yes, there is ......" Zheng Jiayi hurriedly turned around and picked up a box of silver needles from the side: "Grandpa has been sick for a while, and the house is about to become a small hospital." ”

After taking the silver needle and lighting the alcohol lamp, Meng Fan disinfected with one hand and looked for acupuncture points on Old Man Li's inhuman-like legs with the other.

"Grandpa Zheng, do you feel it here?" Meng Fan asked.

However, he shook his head weakly.

Meng Fan sighed in his heart, it seemed that the old man's illness was more serious than he imagined, so he picked up the silver needle and turned around and gently stabbed it on his leg.

Yinling Spring Point, located on the inner side of the calf, the inner side of the tibia and the lower part of the ankle, the silver needle slowly enters, the tip of the needle swings lightly, and it is slightly invisible.

Zheng Jiayi, who raised her heart to her throat, and her father watched nervously from the side, grandpa was the pillar of their Zheng family, if he fell, the Zheng family would also fall.

Not long after, Meng Fan had a faint sweat stain on his forehead, and his right hand with a needle was too hard, and his muscles and veins were tense.

"Does it feel like here?"

Meng Fan looked up at him again, however, the old man still shook his eyes weakly.

Not discouraged, he lifted the needle again, pricked the needle, and twisted gently, each time he exerted force, almost making him highly concentrated.

For this kind of patient, the body does not have any resistance, the slightest carelessness will cause a big disaster, their future is small, the old man must have three long and two short to call it a big deal.

"What about this time?"

Meng Fan tried to gently pierce the silver needle into the Gongsun acupoint on the inside of his feet, but Zheng Dexun was still expressionless and shook his head.

"Grandpa Zheng, don't worry, I still have a lot of methods."

Worried that the old man would give up on himself, Meng Fan comforted him while picking up a few silver needles again, and his technique was fast and unpredictable.

Fast, incredibly fast!

Zheng Zhifeng's father and daughter, who were standing next to him, didn't see clearly how Meng Fan gave his father the third injection.

It's just that he was nervous to the limit, but Meng Fan clearly saw that a faint smoke emanated from the entrance of the third needle, which was not visible to the naked eye, and soon, a warm breath was injected into it.

"Shhh...... It's a little hot. ”

Suddenly, Zheng Dexun, who was paralyzed, opened his eyes wide, excited like a child: "Yes...... I felt it. ”

Meng Fan's hanging heart finally slowly relaxed, as long as the old man reacted, it means that there is still hope for healing in the body, but I am afraid that it will take a lot of trouble.

"Meng Fan, my grandfather...... Can it be cured? Excitedly, Zheng Jiayi grabbed his arm and asked.

"Grandpa Zheng's body is too weak now, in the past few days, I have helped him adjust his body through acupuncture, and then I will use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

As soon as his voice fell, Zheng Zixu next to him was suddenly shocked: "What are you kidding?" Thirteen needles of the ghost gate? Can this stitch work on my father? ”

It can be seen that he is also a person who understands medicine.

"Second uncle, don't worry, listen to Meng Fan finish speaking......"

"Jiayi, what do you know?" Zheng Zixu's reaction was extremely strong, his cheeks flushed, and he shouted: "The thirteen needles of the ghost gate, the reason why it is called the ghost gate, is because it means that the ghost gate is closed, this acupuncture method is specialized in treating epilepsy, mental illness, or other nervous system diseases, and your grandfather is in terms of bones and muscles, how can he use this acupuncture?" ”

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked at Meng Fan, waiting for his answer.

"I've seen with my own eyes the horror of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, if it weren't for a person with strong physical resistance, with this kind of acupuncture, there would be no chance that he would wake up, boy, are you stupid as our whole family?" Zheng Zixu was suddenly aggressive, as if he had to drive Meng Fan out.

"Mr. Zheng, can you listen to me?"

Putting away the three silver needles on Old Man Zheng's body one by one, Meng Fan gently wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "You only know a little about the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate, and any acupuncture method cannot be used only for one condition, but it is beneficial to that, it does not mean that it is not beneficial to others." ”

Naturally, he wouldn't say that these methods were all taught by his old monster master, and they originated from his broken "Coiling Dragon Decision".

"Ignorance? I'd like to hear what flowers you can tell me. Zheng Zixu had a blue face, if it weren't for his father here, he could have kicked the kid out in front of him with a slap.

"Grandpa......"

Zheng Jiayi, who felt aggrieved for Meng Fan, was about to speak, but was stopped by the stretch of hand lying on the bed, but her eyes were full of trust in him.

"The simple Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are indeed as you said, and they are only useful for ordinary people with mental illness."

Meng Fan deliberately bought a pass, his eyes shook twice between everyone, and finally fell on Zheng Zixu: "But ...... Have you ever heard of the Eight Ways of the Spirit Tortoise? Do you know what it means to open acupuncture points with meridian flow injection? Do you understand how to bring the three together? ”

As soon as the conversation turned, it was extremely cold.

Suddenly, Zheng Zixu's face seemed to have been slapped a few times, and he was a little blue: "You don't tell me so much useless, in short, I don't believe you at all because you are the apprentice of Doctor Xu." ”

"Believe it or not, my patient is Grandpa Zheng, not you."

Meng Fan has long wanted to get angry in his heart, damn! If you come to treat yourself, you don't have good wine and good food, and you just have to do it with yourself.

"You ......"

"Okay......"

The son was just about to speak, but he heard Zheng Dexun's weak voice coming: "Liangyu, what do you want to do?" It's not your turn to call the shots in this family, and the little miracle doctor has traveled thousands of miles to treat me, what is your attitude? Get the hell out of here! ”

Helpless, Zheng Zixu had to swallow the words that came to his mouth, glared at Meng Fan fiercely, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Zheng Jiayi put down her hanging heart at this time, turned around and looked at Meng Fan guiltily: "That...... I'm sorry, my second uncle ......."

"It's fine."

Meng Fan has never liked to worry about dogs, of course he can't say this, and turned his head to look at Old Man Zheng with a smile: "Grandpa Zheng, you rest first, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

"Okay, that...... Jiayi, go find a place for the little doctor to stay first. Because of acupuncture, Zheng Dexun's complexion has improved significantly, and even his laughter has become stronger.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I've been ready for a long time."

Grandpa's condition improved, and Zheng Jiayi's mood instantly became much brighter, and she turned around and dragged Meng Fan out of the room in a hurry.

Because of the day's car ride, plus the fact that it took a lot of energy to treat Zheng Dexun just now, he was already a little physically and mentally exhausted, and when he returned to the room, he didn't even take a shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the sky was bright, and Meng Fan, who was still asleep, heard a violent knock on the door.

"Meng Fan, are you up? Get out of bed. ”

In a hazy way, Zheng Jiayi's silver bell-like voice came from outside the door, and Meng Fan had to lift the quilt sleepily and get out of bed reluctantly.

Squeak-

Opened the door, and before she could speak, Zheng Jiayi pouted and said, "What time is it, don't hurry up." ”

"It's nothing, why do you get up so early?"

When he was on the mountain, Meng Fan was dragged down from the bed by the monster old man every day to collect medicine, and now he finally had a good night's sleep, and was woken up by this girl.

"It's nine o'clock? It's still early? Hurry up and accompany me to the playground. Zheng Jiayi said excitedly.

"Playground ......"

Helpless, Meng Fan had no room to resist at all. After eating in a hurry, I went to Li Bancheng to check on his body, and after there was no major problem, he was dragged out of the room again.

"What am I doing at the playground when I'm my age?" In Meng Fan's impression, the playground is a place for a group of kindergarten children to play.

"Does it have anything to do with your size?"

Before Zheng Jiayi's words could be finished, an extremely annoying voice came from behind: "Jiayi, so early? Going out? ”

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