Shangguan Chen followed Ruan Dongxiu to the inner room, although the inner room did not have any decent furniture, but it was very tidy, and the patient sleeping on the bed, although he had been paralyzed for more than two years, did not smell a trace of peculiar smell.

Shangguan Chen came to the bed, opened Tianmu, looked at the patient who was paralyzed in the bed, and found that the patient's cerebral blood vessels were somewhat blocked, and the blood vessels in the left half of his body were the same, making the patient half paralyzed, bedridden, and unable to speak clearly.

In order to cure this patient, it is impossible in a short time, and it must be combined with acupuncture and medicine to achieve the goal of cure. At present, it is relatively easy to get her to speak.

Acupuncture is to take off the patient's clothes, which makes Shangguan Chen a little embarrassed.

When Shangguan Chen was worried, Hao Jianping's daughter Hao Cuilan came back. Hearing that Shangguan Chen could cure his mother's illness, Hao Cuilan was very happy. She hurriedly grabbed Shangguan Chen's hand and said excitedly, "Director Shangguan, can you really cure my mother's illness?"

Shangguan Chen nodded and said, "Yes, however, it may take a little longer, and it will take half a month to fully recover." ”

Hearing Shangguan Chen say that he would be able to fully recover from his mother's illness in just half a month, not to mention how happy he was, he burst into tears. Huang Guogang was also skeptical when he heard it, how could this disease, which could not be cured in top hospitals, become so simple in the hands of Shangguan Chen?

Shangguan Chen also ignored Huang Guogang's doubts, and said to Huang Guogang: "Director Huang, you and grandma can go out first, and let Cuilan stay." ”

Although Huang Guogang did not believe that Shangguan Chen could cure the disease, he still went out with Hao Jianping's mother.

Shangguan Chen asked Hao Cuilan to take off her mother's clothes and start acupuncture, Shangguan Chen kept massaging with his hands while acupuncture.

Shangguan Chen used his heavenly eyes like a perspective instrument to pierce the blocked blood vessels, and used his internal strength to transport the true qi to the blood vessels through these small needles, and then dissolved the blocked blood clots and slowly dispersed.

Hao Cuilan watched blankly from the side, and found that Shangguan Chen's head was sweating a lot, and hurriedly took out a clean towel to wipe his sweat.

Although Hao Cuilan is not too old, the children of the poor have been in charge of the house early, and after years of life tempering, she has already become very capable.

After about forty minutes, Shangguan Chen put away the needle, and then took out a needle thinner than a hair, and started acupuncture on his head.

At this time, Shangguan Chen was more careful, because the blood vessels in the head were very thin and dense, and if he was careless, there would be accidents.

Although Hao Cuiping kept wiping Shangguan Chen's sweat, Shangguan Chen's whole body was still soaked with sweat.

After another thirty minutes, Shangguan Chen finally completed his first treatment.

When the patient was able to move her hands and feet slowly, Hao Cuilan and her grandmother sobbed excitedly. This whispered cry is not sad, but excited, joyful......

At this time, Hao Cuilan's mother spoke, and said a little vaguely: "Thank you...... Thank you, doctor!" Tears flowed down like rain.

Looking at such an excited family, Huang Guogang was also moved, he gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and looked at Shangguan Chen with admiration.

What he really couldn't figure out was that Shangguan Chen had such superb medical skills, why didn't he go to a big hospital and come to this poor and backward Luotian Village?

This reminded him of the dream he had, could it be that Shangguan Chen was a living bodhisattva? Although he thought so, he would never say this to the public.

It wasn't until he was about to die that he slowly told his son what he had hidden in his heart for many years on the hospital bed, and at that time Shangguan Chen had already left Ningyang County, which was a later story.

Shangguan Chen has not returned to Chen Guohan's home in the county seat for a few days. In the afternoon, I received a call from Chen Hang asking him to go back.

Shangguan Chen thought about it, it was time to go home. Just buy some Chinese herbs for Hao Jianping's wife. At the same time, in the evening, it is good to make a summary of what I have learned in Luotian Village these days, and then formulate a development plan.

On the way back to the village committee, Shangguan Chen kept wondering: How many families like Hao Jianping's are still in Luotian Village? Is Hao Jianping's father in prison for 13 years in vain? Is it true that the government does not give any compensation? What can the village do to help them?

Huang Guogang looked at Shangguan Chen and didn't speak, so he asked, "Director Shangguan, what are you thinking?"

Shangguan Chen looked into the distance and said, "Secretary Huang, how many families like Hao Jianping are there in our Luotian Village?"

Huang Guogang thought for a while and said: "There are many like this, in the past years, there were not a few people in our village who were criticized, and there were fewer than a dozen people. It's quite pitiful to think about them, they have to work all day during the day, and they have to stand there at night, hanging up black signs and receiving criticism. When there is nothing to do, we have to organize a tour of the village, and the whole village is a tour, and a tour is a day, and no one can stand it! As long as the movement comes, we must criticize them. They have been counter-revolutionaries, rightists, Deng Xiaoping, Confucius, and lackeys of the Gang of Four. Anyway, whoever is in the first batch, they are their lackeys, you say, is this worthy of the top?"

"Take the old Chu family of Shiban Village, on the eve of liberation, when gambling money, won more than a dozen acres of land, and was later classified as a landlord, and several of his children became landlords. This batch of fights has been criticized for decades, and it was not until 79 years that the criticism stopped. ，”

After listening to Huang Guogang's words, Shangguan Chen sighed and said: "Secretary Huang, these things have passed, and the higher-level government can't give them an explanation, so we can't do without it! When our village becomes rich, these people who have been criticized should give them some comfort and care." Can you count how many of those who were criticized are still alive now, and how are the children of those who have died and been criticized?"

Huang Guogang listened and nodded gratefully. Although twenty years have passed since these events, he has witnessed them with his own eyes, and it is really not something ordinary people can bear to be subjected to such criticism and torture in that era that was already very difficult in itself. It is also appropriate to care for and take care of them now.