The old man glanced around again, but didn't speak.

But Avril was smart, and when she saw where the old man's meaningful gaze was going, her little face quickly floated with a layer of powder.

The old man turned around and saw Avril's expression, with a look of understanding on his face, shook his head and smiled, and said no more.

Neither of them asked the old man the question he had just asked.

Although he didn't speak, the old man had already asked his own question, and Avril had already answered the question, and the old man got the result he wanted.

It's just that this point doesn't need to be broken, if you really say it, the little girl is thin-skinned, and maybe something will happen.

But the old man's smiling expression seemed to be fixed on that old face, and he never came down again.

Avril wrinkled her nose in disgust, but she didn't say anything more, and she didn't clean up the things that clearly revealed her thoughts.

Mo Ran's hospital bed is full of all kinds of things, although someone will come to clean up every day, and some personal belongings will help sort it out, but there is no need to worry about the staff here doing those sneaky things, the quality of the staff here is very good, and not everyone can come in, anyone who can work here, some qualities must be passed.

And around Mo Ran's hospital bed, in addition to those gifts for visiting patients, there are also books.

These books cover a variety of topics, including fairy tales, foundations of antimatter theory, and explorations of criminal psychology.

And these books, naturally it can't be Mo Ran reading them, only one possibility is that Avril is bored on weekdays, and brings all the books she likes to read here, on the one hand, to take care of Mo Ran, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as giving herself a quiet rest and learning environment.

The old man surnamed Qin knew that Avril liked to be quiet, but there was no need to look for this place, although Mo Ran was definitely quiet enough, and he didn't know anything about the quiet, but this was a hospital after all.

It doesn't look like a good place to read and relax.

He already understood why Avril asked him for help at this time, and it seemed that there must be some ambiguous relationship between the two of them, otherwise Avril would not have personally come forward to ask for his help.

This has been proven.

The old man didn't care, after all, this was not his granddaughter, and it was normal for young people to be a little affectionate and in love, who hasn't been young?

He didn't plan to delve into Avril's matter, just knew, there was no need to point it out to add embarrassment and pressure to people, it would not be good.

Jokes aside, the business still can't be forgotten.

The old man didn't tease Avril again, and leaned over to look at Mo Ran.

Now the external wound has basically healed, but in order to maintain the assisted recovery of the drug, it is still simple to stick some wound patches.

Gently uncovering the wound patch, what I saw was a shocking scar, although there was no blood, but the length of the scar and the uneven flesh around it still made people clearly think of how terrifying the previous wound was.

After frowning and looking at it for a while, the old man put the wound medicine back together.

Turning to look at Avril.

"Do you know what happened before?"

"I don't know much, and I can't remember a lot of medical data, so why don't I get that information for you, so you should be able to make a clearer judgment." Avril shook her head, saying that she didn't know much about Mo Ran's injuries, but she knew the probability of waking up.

"Well, I'll have someone send it later, I'll see if it works. Frowning and thinking for a while, the old man nodded.

He came here to adjudicate treatment to Mo Ran, although he was entrusted by someone, he would never be ambiguous when it was time to do things.

Inside a small cloth bag was a neat row of long silver needles.

This kind of silver needle is specially customized, and it is generally not seen in the market, because acupuncture and moxibustion are not respected here, and no one has mastered this technology, even in the ancient East, there are not many people who still master this ancient inheritance of medical technology.

The old man's technique was extremely skillful, as if he had practiced countless times, and the silver needle that came to his hand seemed to be alive, and after simple disinfection measures, it was accurately stabbed in several places on Mo Ran's head.

The silver needles he carried with him were all sterilized, and there were some basic disinfection measures in this ward, so he didn't delay for any time.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes, and Mo Ran's head was almost full of rickety silver needles.

It looks like a head is buried in the porcupine's body, and the whole person is going to become a hedgehog.

But this is not over, as the silver needles continue to be inserted into Mo Ran's body, the old man's brows are also furrowed deeper and deeper, and gradually his technique slows down a little. It's not that his ability is limited, but that he is a little hesitant about the severity of Mo Ran's injury.

He didn't expect this young man's injuries to be so serious, for him, this disease could not be completely cured, and he didn't have the ability to say anything about curing a vegetative person.

But generally speaking, although the voluntary consciousness of the body disappears in patients with vegetative disease, some physiological functions still exist, and the instinctive response nerves also exist, but because of the deep sleep of the brain, the transmission of these signals is blocked, but in the final analysis, these instinctive reactions still exist.

It's just that because the signal transmission is blocked, it is like the signal flow is temporarily confined to a certain area, but in fact they still exist, and the outside will still be stimulated, and if the stimulus signal is received internally, it will also give a corresponding response.

But the real problem is that the current signal circulation path is cut off, which means that the outside can't go in, the inside can't come out, and the flow is intercepted by a wall, and if this wall can be opened, then it will achieve the effect of endless flow, and everything will be easy to do.

But how to break this wall is what the old man is doing now.

There is something similar to Eastern medicine, as well as Western medicine, and that is - in disguise!

Just like anesthetics, which first appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there were similar drugs in the West for anesthetic assistance, but in the order of time, there was no communication between them, but a similar situation occurred, which only shows that the culture came to the end, but it was just the end of the same way.

The East and the West have a common treatment method is disguise, the treatment of the disease does not have to be directly aimed at the pathogen, when there is no direct way to face the pathogen, it can be through some related aspects.

The old man glanced around again, but didn't speak.

But Avril was smart, and when she saw where the old man's meaningful gaze was going, her little face quickly floated with a layer of powder.

The old man turned around and saw Avril's expression, with a look of understanding on his face, shook his head and smiled, and said no more.

Neither of them asked the old man the question he had just asked.

Although he didn't speak, the old man had already asked his own question, and Avril had already answered the question, and the old man got the result he wanted.

It's just that this point doesn't need to be broken, if you really say it, the little girl is thin-skinned, and maybe something will happen.

But the old man's smiling expression seemed to be fixed on that old face, and he never came down again.

Avril wrinkled her nose in disgust, but she didn't say anything more, and she didn't clean up the things that clearly revealed her thoughts.

Mo Ran's hospital bed is full of all kinds of things, although someone will come to clean up every day, and some personal belongings will help sort it out, but there is no need to worry about the staff here doing those sneaky things, the quality of the staff here is very good, and not everyone can come in, anyone who can work here, some qualities must be passed.

And around Mo Ran's hospital bed, in addition to those gifts for visiting patients, there are also books.

These books cover a variety of topics, including fairy tales, foundations of antimatter theory, and explorations of criminal psychology.

And these books, naturally it can't be Mo Ran reading them, only one possibility is that Avril is bored on weekdays, and brings all the books she likes to read here, on the one hand, to take care of Mo Ran, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as giving herself a quiet rest and learning environment.

The old man surnamed Qin knew that Avril liked to be quiet, but there was no need to look for this place, although Mo Ran was definitely quiet enough, and he didn't know anything about the quiet, but this was a hospital after all.

It doesn't look like a good place to read and relax.

He already understood why Avril asked him for help at this time, and it seemed that there must be some ambiguous relationship between the two of them, otherwise Avril would not have personally come forward to ask for his help.

This has been proven.

The old man didn't care, after all, this was not his granddaughter, and it was normal for young people to be a little affectionate and in love, who hasn't been young?

He didn't plan to delve into Avril's matter, just knew, there was no need to point it out to add embarrassment and pressure to people, it would not be good.

Jokes aside, the business still can't be forgotten.

The old man didn't tease Avril again, and leaned over to look at Mo Ran.

Now the external wound has basically healed, but in order to maintain the assisted recovery of the drug, it is still simple to stick some wound patches.

Gently uncovering the wound patch, what I saw was a shocking scar, although there was no blood, but the length of the scar and the uneven flesh around it still made people clearly think of how terrifying the previous wound was.

After frowning and looking at it for a while, the old man put the wound medicine back together.

Turning to look at Avril.

"Do you know what happened before?"

"I don't know much, and I can't remember a lot of medical data, so why don't I get that information for you, so you should be able to make a clearer judgment." Avril shook her head, saying that she didn't know much about Mo Ran's injuries, but she knew the probability of waking up.

"Well, I'll have someone send it later, I'll see if it works. Frowning and thinking for a while, the old man nodded.

He came here to adjudicate treatment to Mo Ran, although he was entrusted by someone, he would never be ambiguous when it was time to do things.

Inside a small cloth bag was a neat row of long silver needles.

This kind of silver needle is specially customized, and it is generally not seen in the market, because acupuncture and moxibustion are not respected here, and no one has mastered this technology, even in the ancient East, there are not many people who still master this ancient inheritance of medical technology.

The old man's technique was extremely skillful, as if he had practiced countless times, and the silver needle that came to his hand seemed to be alive, and after simple disinfection measures, it was accurately stabbed in several places on Mo Ran's head.

The silver needles he carried with him were all sterilized, and there were some basic disinfection measures in this ward, so he didn't delay for any time.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes, and Mo Ran's head was almost full of rickety silver needles.

It looks like a head is buried in the porcupine's body, and the whole person is going to become a hedgehog.

But this is not over, as the silver needles continue to be inserted into Mo Ran's body, the old man's brows are also furrowed deeper and deeper, and gradually his technique slows down a little. It's not that his ability is limited, but that he is a little hesitant about the severity of Mo Ran's injury.

He didn't expect this young man's injuries to be so serious, for him, this disease could not be completely cured, and he didn't have the ability to say anything about curing a vegetative person.

But generally speaking, although the voluntary consciousness of the body disappears in patients with vegetative disease, some physiological functions still exist, and the instinctive response nerves also exist, but because of the deep sleep of the brain, the transmission of these signals is blocked, but in the final analysis, these instinctive reactions still exist.

It's just that because the signal transmission is blocked, it is like the signal flow is temporarily confined to a certain area, but in fact they still exist, and the outside will still be stimulated, and if the stimulus signal is received internally, it will also give a corresponding response.

But the real problem is that the current signal circulation path is cut off, which means that the outside can't go in, the inside can't come out, and the flow is intercepted by a wall, and if this wall can be opened, then it will achieve the effect of endless flow, and everything will be easy to do.

But how to break this wall is what the old man is doing now.

There is something similar to Eastern medicine, as well as Western medicine, and that is - in disguise!

Just like anesthetics, which first appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there were similar drugs in the West for anesthetic assistance, but in the order of time, there was no communication between them, but a similar situation occurred, which only shows that the culture came to the end, but it was just the end of the same way.

The East and the West have a common treatment method is disguise, the treatment of the disease does not have to be directly aimed at the pathogen, when there is no direct way to face the pathogen, it can be through some related aspects.