Chapter 689: Acupuncture Detachment

In that dream, she was a child and a forty-year-old at the same time. As a child, she floated in the air, watching the forty-year-old be helpless against her sick father.

She remembered that her father in her dream screamed that he was dying of pain, and at the age of forty, she hugged her father and quickly called the emergency number.

When she was young, she was so anxious in the air that she was about to explode, scolding her at the age of forty, why she didn't know how to get pills from space to save her father.

At this time, she felt that the scene of Sanbo's serious illness coincided with the scene of her father's serious illness in her dream. She felt the same way, and there was nothing she could do.

She can't save her father in her dreams, and she can't save the living third uncle in the room. Disease, with the same ferocity, makes human beings irresistible.

Jasmine Hei's expression was serious and sad, Yan Nan didn't speak again, and quietly watched Jasmine Hei feed his third uncle.

Such a picture is very warm and moving, Yan Nan secretly took a photo and passed it to his father and mother who were thousands of miles away.

He thought he would never forget this scene this afternoon in his lifetime. A female doctor, who was still a stranger in the morning, fed his third uncle very lovingly in the afternoon.

The light in her eyes is the light that belongs to her relatives. Her love fills her whole person with brilliance.

This kind of brilliance makes the whole room bright, and it also makes Yan Nan's heart brighter.

The third uncle ate the porridge fed by Jasmine Black spoonful by spoonful, and the satisfaction in his heart was incomparable. The love from a strange female doctor filled his lonely heart with sunshine.

After eating the porridge in the lunch box, the third uncle suddenly felt strength. He said gratefully to Jasmine, "Dr. Mo, if only I had known you sooner." ”

He has been lonely for half his life, and he is about to complete the journey of his life, and he wants to see the precious qualities of the world the most. He wants to keep such beauty, he wants to be close to such a kind woman. He didn't want to be cared for, but his noble character made people's hearts tremble and make people's souls pure.

The fireworks in ordinary life, the loneliness deep in the bone marrow, Sanbo enjoys and is free. He has read human nature all over and has never encountered a good that does not seep into interests outside of family affection.

What can move people's hearts is simplicity, simplicity and clarity.

Jasmine Black smiled, "Third Uncle, it's not too late to meet me now." Your nephew loves you very much and treats you very well. He said he wanted to cut his liver to save you, is the third uncle willing? "Ground floor

"Then what's the matter, I'm an old bone, how can I let Nanzi cut his liver. I don't want surgery, does Nanzi want to give me a liver transplant? ”

The third uncle resolutely objected, and beads of sweat oozed from Yan Nan's forehead. His third uncle has a stubborn personality, and if the third uncle refuses, then the liver transplant operation will not be done.

"Uncle San, drug treatment for advanced liver cancer doesn't make much sense. I would like to suggest that you try a liver transplant, it may get better results. Yan Nan put forward his own ideas.

Sanbo shook his head, "I know my body, it won't last long." If I hadn't eaten Dr. Mo's apples today, I don't know if I would have the strength to eat porridge.

Liver transplant, if I were twenty years younger, you don't say that I would go for surgery myself. I'm seventy-five years old, and all the parts of my body are aging and can't stand the surgery.

Besides, I don't want your liver. Nanzi, you are the heart and liver of our old Yan family, I will not use the liver of the heart. ”

His last sentence made Jasmine Hei desperately hold back his laughter, Yan Nan smiled helplessly, and explained, "Uncle San, donating liver in an appropriate amount has no effect on my health. ”

"I don't agree, don't talk about it anymore. Dr. Mo, you just said that you can acupuncture for me, so I'm sorry for you. The third uncle pleaded with Jasmine Black.

"The needle burn is a little painful, you endure it." Jasmine Black took the needle box on the table and took out eighteen golden needles.

She motioned for Yan Nan to take off his shirt for the third uncle, and Yan Nan did so. The third uncle lay quietly on the bed, his bones were craggy.

Yan Nan turned his head away and held back the tears in his eyes. Jasmine's dark and calm face is full of concentration, she uses her spiritual power on the tip of the golden needle, her hand is like electricity, and she flies to the acupuncture points such as the flesh door acupoint and the gallbladder acupoint to regulate the liver function.

Where the golden needle passed, Sanbo's muscles vibrate, itching and painful. The third uncle tried to endure it and didn't say a word.

One acupuncture is eighteen stitches. But Jasmine Hei finally did four acupuncture for Sanbo, and eighteen golden needles pierced Sanbo's skin four times.

Even though Jasmine Black absorbed the aura of the ancient coins, the spiritual power was abundant and free, and the sweat was like rain. She needed to rest, and when she pulled out the last golden needle, Jasmine slumped to the ground.

Yan Nan, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly came over to support Jasmine Black, and put away the gold needle for Jasmine Black and put it in the box. He looked at the third uncle, and saw that the third uncle looked refreshed, and his heart was very moved.