Ye Feifei rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and pushed his hands on his father's legs.

Ye Feifei used the little blood in his body to nourish his father's legs while pressing, and after a while, Ye Feifei had a feeling of being hollowed out.

"Dad, I think I'm gifted in medicine...... Maybe you can become a famous doctor, and you don't have to ......," Ye Feifei said half-jokingly while nourishing his father's legs.

Ye Jianguo looked down at his son and massaged himself, he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then his expression gradually became solemn.

Ye Feifei's massage technique seems to be no different from that of some old massage masters, and maybe his son can mix well with this skill in the future.

Ye Jianguo was leisurely planning for his son's future, when he suddenly felt a hot current as thin as a needle and thread sink into his body, and quickly rushed to the damaged spinal nerve in his waist, and on his originally unconscious leg, Ye Jianguo actually felt a feeling like an ant crawling over.

"I ...... I feel it!" Ye Jianguo looked at his son in disbelief.

Stimulated by Ye Feifei's blood qi, Ye Jianguo only felt that his legs, which had been paralyzed for several years, suddenly felt like an electric current, and he actually had a tingling sensation. Although this feeling was very slight, it made Ye Jianguo ecstatic.

"Really? Dad...... Since you have a feeling, it proves that there is still hope for everything!" Although Ye Feifei had great confidence that Ye Jianguo would be able to stand up, he was still extremely excited when he heard his father say it in person.

"Hmm. ”

Seeing his son smiling at himself while softening his legs, Ye Jianguo suddenly burst into tears.

Ye Feifei knew why Ye Jianguo was so excited. It's been three and a half years, Ye Jianguo didn't believe it at first, but after trying various therapies, his legs were still unconscious, and he finally gave up completely.

But now, his son just used massage and massage techniques to let himself experience that long-lost feeling again after a few months, how could he not cry with joy!

Ye Jianguo knew that the sensation of his legs was an excellent sign, indicating that his legs really had the possibility of healing.

Ye Jianguo knew that his son was just a high school student, and he didn't expect that his son would really have achievements in self-learning Chinese medicine for him, which made Ye Jianguo happy and a little more emotional.

Although Ye Feifei's face was a little paler, he still smiled at Ye Jianguo and nodded: "Dad, I can't imagine that this massage technique can really work." ”

On the side, Ye Yuchen looked at Ye Feifei, who was sweating profusely, and wiped his sweat with his little hands with some heartache.

Ye Jianguo looked at Ye Feifei and Ye Yuchen lovingly: "Feifan, it's okay, don't be too tired, my illness is not overnight...... Feifan, this skill of yours is better than our Master Zhang on Front Street, I'm afraid it's no problem to open a massage hall......"

"Dad, don't worry, I'm measured, every day in the future, I will massage and massage for you, maybe after half a year, you will be able to stand up again like a normal person." "Ye Feifei can't be in a hurry, otherwise he won't be able to stand it.

Seeing his father's excited old tears, Ye Feifei also took his hand back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help laughing.

Although the massage just now was not long, Ye Feifei's spirit and blood qi were extremely expensive, and blood qi was the foundation of Ye Feifei, and at this moment he already had a feeling of prostration.

The accident a few years ago not only took away Ye Feifei's sister, but also caused his father to be paralyzed.

Almost all doctors told fathers: you will have to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.

"Extraordinary, what did you just do? Why are you so tired? And your old man is still crying when he's old. Zhang Ping had finished cleaning up the work in the kitchen, and couldn't help but feel strange when she saw her son in the courtyard sweating profusely and her husband crying bitterly.

Ye Feifei took a towel handed by Ye Yuchen, wiped the sweat on his face, and then took a long breath of relief.

"Wife, I didn't believe that there was an opportunity in this world before, but now I ...... I believe it!"

"Long-winded...... It's like a young man...... Don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Our son is a genius!" Ye Jianguo said as he hugged Ye Yuchen and kissed him.

"Lao Ye, why are you talking crazy now!"

"My son had just given me a massage and I felt a sensation in my legs all of a sudden...... Maybe...... Hopefully healed my leg ......"

"Your legs? wait...... You said your legs are sensitive, what the hell is going on?" said her mother, Zhang Ping, had an anxious look on her face.

"That's the ......" What his parents would say next, Ye Feifei could guess a rough idea, but he didn't have the heart to listen. This time, he treated his father, but it was too much consumption, and if he didn't replenish it in advance, he was afraid that he would hurt his foundation.

He turned and entered his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and ran the Battle King Technique to perform pranayama, and began to recover his excessively depleted blood qi.

After Ye Feifei's cultivation was completed, he walked out of the room, saw his father and mother sitting in the courtyard chatting, and walked over.

"Feifan, there is something I want to ask you, when you massaged me, what was the warm current that flowed from your hands into my legs?" At the beginning, Ye Jianguo ignored the situation that occurred when Ye Feifei treated himself because he had regained that trace of consciousness, and when he calmed down, when he thought about it, Ye Jianguo felt that Ye Feifei gave him massage and massage.

"Dad, I was just about to tell you about this, a few years ago I didn't meet an old man dressed as a beggar in the park, and bought him something to eat, when I left, he taught me a set of boxing techniques, I have been seeing him talk about practice, I didn't expect to practice some time ago...... The old man called that qi blood qi......" Ye Feifei said as he took out a brick from the corner of the wall and slapped it hard against the brick, and the brick turned into a fine powder. Ye Jianguo and Zhang Ping, who watched it instantly, were dumbfounded.

"It's ...... Is that old beggar a peerless master?" Ye Jianguo and Zhang Ping felt that their heads were very messy, they were once young, and they envied the heroes in the novel. But they have always felt that there is no martial arts or anything in this world, and they are all made up.

Ye Jianguo and Zhang Ping felt that their worldview had collapsed like this......

"When I was treating my father, I used blood gas ......"

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