"Shiguan, who is this little brother?"

After looking at Zhong Hao carefully, Xu Shizhong asked Xu Shiguan.

His voice is the type of magnetic surname, which is very consistent with his elegant and detached temperament, if it weren't for the military uniform on his body, maybe Xu Shizhong would be more like a scholar with a rich family, rather than a military boss.

"Big brother, he is Mr. Zhong Haozhong invited by Jingyi from Jincheng, and he is the successor of the generation of needle king Guan Shenzhen."

Xu Shiguan introduced Zhong Hao very politely, and with their identity, they still did a very good job in this kind of etiquette.

In Xu Shiguan's eyes, Zhong Hao was a doctor first, and then a young man, and his respect was because of Zhong Hao's status as a doctor.

Regarding Xu Shiguan's introduction, Zhong Hao was a little speechless.

Obviously, this Xu Shiguan, like the old Chinese medicine doctor, regards himself as the heir of the king of needles.

Xu Jingyi also looked at Zhong Hao with blinking beautiful eyes, she hadn't heard Zhong Hao talk about her teacher before, and now it seems that she obviously misunderstood.

But it's okay to misunderstand, for Zhong Hao, it's better if everyone misunderstands.

With the identity of a descendant of the King of Needles, he doesn't need to worry too much about many things, and if there is anything, the identity of a descendant of the King of Needles is enough to carry it down.

"Needle ......"

Xu Shizhong seemed to feel a little familiar, but after pondering for a while, there was already a little more surprise in his deep eyes, and he asked Zhong Hao: "Guan Shen Needle, could it be Guan Zhimin, the needle king who is famous in the Chinese medicine world for his Guanyin needle?" ”

"That's right."

Zhong Hao responded very simply, the Guan Zhimin mentioned by Xu Shizhong is Guan Zeming's grandfather, that is, the last generation of the Guan family's needle king.

"It turned out to be the descendant of a generation of needle kings, no wonder the medical skills are so outstanding."

Xu Shizhong nodded lightly, and then said to Zhong Hao: "Sir, my father will trouble you." ”

"I'll take a look at it first."

Zhong Hao answered, and then walked towards the bed.

Xu Jingyi stood quietly aside, the breeze blowing gently from the huge floor-to-ceiling window, bringing up the corners of her fluttering skirt.

Her little face was full of nervousness, and her little hands were already tightly clenched.

The brothers Xu Shizhong and Xu Shiguan stood on the side of the bed, and the expressions of the two military bigwigs were a little nervous and expectant.

The entire ward can almost be said to be very quiet, and no one makes the slightest sound, for fear of affecting Zhong Hao.

Zhong Hao sat down on the edge of the bed, and then quickly took out the silver box from his arms.

And just when he took out the silver needle from the needle box, Xu Lao, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes violently.

The torture of a long illness made Xu Yuanzheng's old eyes full of tiredness and turbidity, but the moment he opened his eyes, a very strong momentum emerged between Xu Yuanzheng's eyes, as if he was like a general who was leading the army on the battlefield.

However, this momentum is fleeting, and then quickly dimming has nothing to do with it.

"You...... Who are you......"

Xu Lao's eyes glanced at Zhong Hao with some difficulty, his voice was very soft, as if every word was very difficult.

His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and his lips didn't move much.

It can be seen that Xu Lao's ALS has entered the most dangerous terminal stage.

The motor nerve cells in the brain and spinal cord are rapidly degenerating, the muscles are atrophiing and weak, and it seriously affects the movement of the body, and even moving the mouth and blinking the eyes has become an extremely difficult thing, even inhaling and exhaling, but also with the help of a ventilator.

If this continues to degenerate, whether it is speaking, swallowing or breathing, the function will decline rapidly, until respiratory failure and death.

Generally, ALS patients can only live for two to five years, but Xu Lao has miraculously lived for six years, but his body has reached the brink of death, and it can be seen that Xu Lao's life span is already running out.

"Elder Xu, I am Jingyi's classmate, and Jingyi brought me to treat you."

Looking at this insincere and benevolent old man who was tortured by illness, it was really difficult for Zhong Hao to associate him with the image of the soldier who gave the battlefield decades ago, and for such an old man who had made countless contributions to the country, Zhong Tian still maintained the due respect.

"Jingyi, is Jingyi back......?"

Xu Yuanzheng only seemed to hear Zhong Hao's previous words, and his eyes began to look around, but his movements were very slow and difficult, just a simple head turning movement, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

From Xu Yuanzheng's old and weak voice, Zhong Hao could clearly feel the love.

This made Zhong Hao feel a little surprised, obviously, not everyone in the Xu family doesn't like Xu Jingyi, on the contrary, this real soul of the Xu family is the one who loves Xu Jingyi the most.

No wonder Xu Jingyi would rather be ridiculed and scolded than bring him to help Xu Yuanzheng see a doctor......

"Grandpa, I'm here."

Listening to Xu Lao's weak voice, Xu Jingyi's eyes suddenly turned red, and then she hurriedly strode to the side of the bed, tightly grasping Xu Lao's hands that may have been unconscious.

Looking at Xu Jingyi, Xu Lao's cloudy eyes showed a trace of love, and then said with great difficulty: "Child, if you come back a few days later, I'm afraid grandpa won't be able to see you......"

Hearing this, the tears between Xu Jingyi's beautiful eyes suddenly fell straight down, she resisted the urge to cry, and said: "Grandpa, you won't die, I will bring Zhong Hao to treat you, Zhong Hao's medical skills are very good, he will definitely cure your ......"

"My body, it's not saved, it's not saved......"

Xu Lao's voice was already full of despair.

Over the years, hundreds of doctors have treated him, including the world's top Western medicine experts and everyone in the domestic Chinese medicine community, but all of them are helpless about his body.

After so many years, Xu Lao's mentality is like that of Xu Ling before, and he has long been completely desperate. Therefore, when Zhong Hao was talking about treating him just now, he basically ignored Zhong Hao's words, for him, before he died, he could watch his most beloved granddaughter and die in the company of his children, which was already a very, very good thing.

The only thing that makes him regret is that his youngest son, whom he loves the most, left this world one step before him......

On the side, Xu Shizhong and Xu Shiguan glanced at each other, and the two of them were also in a somewhat depressed mood under the influence of Ye Lao's words.

After so many years, the two brothers have been persevering, looking for all the famous doctors in the world, but unfortunately, every time they are disappointed and disappointed.

And this time Zhong Hao's arrival, although they still retain some hope, it is only a small part......

After so many years, they are already a little desperate.

Xu Jingyi did not despair, seeing Xu Lao's desperate and gloomy look, her eyes quickly looked at Zhong Hao, and then asked a little helplessly: "Zhong Hao, you can save my grandfather, right?" ”

"Jingyi, do you believe me......?" Zhong Hao didn't guarantee anything immediately, but asked rhetorically.

"Hmm."

Xu Jingyi nodded seriously without the slightest hesitation.

"That's fine."

Zhong Hao's face showed a confident smile, and then he said directly to Xu Lao on the bed: "Xu Lao, let me check your body first." ”

"Young man, feel free......"

Xu Lao's tone had a kind of self-abandonment, as if this body was no longer his, or he was ready to give it up.

Zhong Hao only needs Xu Lao's consent, and nothing else is needed.

Picking up the silver needle, Zhong Hao pierced the silver needle on the acupoint at Xu Lao's arm, and then, a thin stream of spiritual energy began to flow along the silver needle into Xu Lao's body.

What Zhong Hao needed to do was simple, that is, to try to restore Xu Lao's degenerated nerve cells and muscle cells.

As long as he can recover, he basically has more than ninety percent confidence that he can cure Xu Lao's ALS.

For others, this ALS may be an incurable terminal disease in the world, but he Zhong Hao has a spiritual existence.

The ability of psionic energy to restore cells is definitely the nemesis of this type of disease.

Under Zhong Hao's control, the stream of spiritual energy quickly merged into the neurons and muscle cell tissues under Xu Lao's arm, and then began to quickly recover these degenerated cells.

Zhong Hao was also a little expectant, because he didn't know if this characteristic degenerated cell was also within the restoration and repair ability of spiritual energy.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Time passed slowly, but the psionic energy did not seem to have the slightest movement towards these degraded cells, and those degenerated cells did not recover in any way.

Feeling all this, Zhong Hao was obviously a little more surprised in his heart.

However, he did not give up because of this, but increased the input of psionic energy.

Those degraded cells still seem to show no signs of recovery, like an iceberg.

However, no matter how hard the iceberg is, there will be a day when it melts, and after Zhong Hao's spiritual energy input is getting bigger and bigger, this solid ice finally shows a hint of loosening.

Feeling this faint loosening, Zhong Hao was already relieved.

Because he was already sure that he was sure that he was sure of the cure for ALS, but the recovery of these degenerated cells was too great for the consumption of spiritual energy.

(To be continued)