Chapter Eighty-Four: Immediate Results
Zheng Tielong was dumbfounded and looked at the fascinating scene in front of him, and he couldn't be surprised from the bottom of his heart.
Zheng Tielong, who saw with his own eyes how Mu Qing administered needles to his father, even when he was dressing his father, he still couldn't shake away the remaining surprise in his heart.
"Iron Dragon ......"
Suddenly.
Old Man Zheng's voice came from the bed, waking Zheng Tielong up.
"Tielong, I feel much better...... Old Man Zheng's voice was still weak, but there was a hopeful smile on his thin face.
When he returned from the hospital, he could no longer speak, and he could not take care of himself.
But just now, he clearly knew that he had a good night's sleep.
When I woke up, I was even breathing a little easier.
"Dad! Father! Can you speak? Zheng Tielong threw away the towel in his hand and rushed towards Old Man Zheng, hugging people with both hands, crying with joy.
Old man Zheng looked at Zheng Tielong's tearful appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears: "You are a big man, what are you crying about?" ”
"Dad, I'm so happy! These are tears of joy! Zheng Tielong hurriedly wiped his eyes and said with a smile: "You don't know, if you don't speak during this time, I have been tormented every day......
Old Man Zheng shook his head slowly: "Although I can't speak, I can hear you." This miracle doctor, you have to thank people. As he spoke, Old Man Zheng slowly turned his head and looked at Mu Qing.
When Mu Qing entered this bedroom before, he had seen Mu Qing, but at that time, he was terminally ill and couldn't see what Mu Qing looked like at all, even if his ears could hear the conversation between Zheng Tielong and Mu Qing, he could hear it vaguely.
And now!
Not only could he clearly see Mu Qing's appearance, but he could hear Zheng Tielong's clear speech, and even he could pronounce it clearly.
Sensing that Old Man Zheng was looking at him with grateful eyes, Mu Qing put the sterilized silver needle back into the silver needle box.
picked up the cup of fairy spring water on the bedside table, opened it, poured a cup, and approached Old Man Zheng in person.
"Old man Zheng, you have a good son who is filial. Come, drink this glass of water. Mu Qing had to admit that Zheng Tielong's filial piety.
Just as Mu Qing's words fell, Zheng Tielong immediately stepped forward to help.
He personally helped Old Man Zheng to sit up.
took the lid of the cup in Mu Qing's hand and handed it to Old Man Zheng's mouth.
Old Man Zheng drank this cup of fairy spring water, and realized that he was able to sit up!
"This ...... This ......"
Old Man Zheng looked around him, and his old and thin face twitched slightly because of excitement.
"Dad! Your illness will definitely get better. Dr. Mu Shen is very skilled, and I believe that it will not be long before you will be able to get out of bed and walk. Zheng Tielong said to Old Man Zheng with great confidence, and in his heart, he already religiously regarded Mu Qing as a life-saving doctor.
"Not bad. Through this treatment, Mr. Zheng is no longer in the advanced stage of liver cancer, but in the middle stage, if you have time, you can go to the hospital for another examination. In the next month, I will appear here three times, and go through the same acupuncture treatment three times, and Mr. Zheng's liver cancer cells will dissipate after each acupuncture. ”
Mu Qing took the lid of the cup handed over by Zheng Tielong and put it on the quilt containing the fairy spring water, "This cup of water, just give the old man a cup every day." When I finished drinking, that's when I appeared. ”