The sound in the throat is not only small, but no one knows what it represents.

And this is already the best result.

Song Feng said, "Maybe Mr. Xu still has hesitation in his heart, thinking that I am talking nonsense, and I will further pinch you by treating your son."

"It's okay, I can treat the child first, cure his vocal cord deformity, and we'll talk about the rest of the matter."

"How sure are you?"

Xu Zihao looked at Song Feng with deep eyes.

At this moment, he looks like a drowning man.

Just when Xu Zihao was already giving up struggling and preparing to accept fate, a big hand stretched out in front of him.

Song Feng smiled and said, "I didn't see the child's previous conclusion, even if I told you that I was 100% sure, you might not believe it."

Xu Zihao nodded.

This is indeed the case.

The common conclusion reached by hundreds of famous doctors and experts could not be overturned by Song Feng alone.

Actions speak louder than words.

Whether Song Feng is really capable, or whether he deliberately manipulates himself, the truth will soon be revealed.

Nothing is more important than the health of my son.

If Song Feng really has a way to cure his son's vocal cord deformity, Xu Zihao is willing to return his life with one life.

Not long after, Xu Zihao took Song Feng to his villa.

A five-year-old child is playing with toys in his room alone.

By the door, Xu Zihao's wife said nervously, "Husband, can Dr. Song really let our son speak?"

Xu Zihao bit his lower lip, revealing mixed helplessness.

He also wanted to see if Song Feng could let the child speak again.

Under the gaze of the two, Song Feng walked into the room with a smile on his face.

Half-squatting in front of the children, Song Feng said with a pleasant face, "Children, how old are you this year?"

Seeing the stranger appear in front of him, the little boy was stunned.

The mouth babbles and makes a muffled sound.

In the next hour, Song Feng turned into a big child and played with all kinds of toys with the little boy.

Xu Zihao and his wife stood at the door, deeply puzzled by Song Feng's various actions.

Song Feng is here to treat the disease, how can he play with toys with the child?

Having said that, seeing the happy smile on his son's face, Xu Zihao was equally happy in his heart.

After more than an hour, the little boy who was tired of playing showed that he was tired.

Song Feng sat cross-legged on the ground and said kindly, "You sleep for a while, and when you wake up, the big brother will continue to play games with you."

The little boy nodded happily and lay on the carpet in front of Song Feng.

Soon, the little boy's face showed a sweet sleeping face.

Xu Zihao's wife lowered her voice and said, "Doctor Song, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Didn't you say to treat my son? When are you going to start treatment?"

Xu Zihao interjected, "I watched and watched, and I played, can you cure my child's vocal cord deformity?"

"Absolutely."

Song Feng Zhengse said, "Next, I will start the treatment."

"No matter what happens, don't get excited, let alone rush in, if you rush in, it will seriously affect the effectiveness of my treatment."

"If you want your child to become like a normal person, you must restrain your concern."

After that, Song Feng made a move that the two of them didn't expect.

He took out the silver needle he carried with him and stabbed the little boy in the neck without hesitation.

The silver needle sank into the skin, and the sleeping little boy did not react in the slightest.

Seeing that his wife was frightened, Xu Zihao hugged his wife tightly.

Always remember Song Feng's instructions before treatment.

No matter what you see, you can't rush in.

Once rushed, it will affect the therapeutic effect

Fruit.

Song Feng continued to apply needles, and one after another silver needles pierced the little boy's acupuncture points.

Not long after, Song Feng stabbed the last three silver needles at the little boy's Hegu acupoint, Shaoshang acupoint, and Tiantu acupoint.

The sleeping little boy suddenly opened his eyes and twitched all over, as if he had epilepsy.

Xu Zihao's wife exclaimed, "Doctor Song, what have you done to our children? Why is he foaming at the mouth?"

The little boy not only convulsed all over his body, but also foamed at the mouth with a large amount of foam.

Suddenly, the little boy stopped convulsing and lay motionless on the ground.

Xu Zihao's wife pushed her husband away, rushed over and picked up the child from the ground.

Song Feng smiled lightly, "Most of the treatment has been carried out, and there is only one last step left, and the last step needs to be completed by the two of you."

"We?"

Xu Zihao wondered, "What do you need us to do?"

Song Feng couldn't bear to say, "The last step is to slap the child in the face and wake him up from his subconscious."

Song Feng couldn't do this, so he handed over this arduous work to Xu Zihao and his wife.

Xu Zihao was stunned and said, "Wake up my son, and he will be able to make a sound?"

"Through the double blessing of silver needles and true qi, the child's vocal cord deformity has been successfully corrected, and in the last stroke, wake him up from deep sleep, and you will have a healthy child."

"I'm coming!"

Seeing that what Song Feng said was true, Xu Zihao's wife slowly put the child back on the ground.

As long as you can make your child normal, she can do anything.

Reluctant to endure, Xu Zihao's wife slapped the child in the face.

"Wow", the child's mouth let out a crisp cry.

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Seeing this scene, Xu Zihao and his wife first glanced at each other, and at the same time cried with joy.

The child's cry was crisp and loud.

For the couple, this sound is even better than the fairy sound in the sky.

Xu Zihao's wife took the child into her arms, apologized to the little boy, and said nervously, "Son, do you know who I am?"

The little boy choked up and said, "You...... You're a mother."

"What about me?"

Xu Zihao asked excitedly.

"You're Daddy."

The simple words of father and mother made Xu Zihao and his wife excited again.

"Dr. Song, thank you, you are our family's great benefactor!!

After the excitement, Xu Zihao's wife knelt in front of Song Feng, ready to kowtow to thank Song Feng.

Song Feng picked up Xu Zihao's wife with one hand, and said in a warm voice, "Mrs. Xu is polite, if you really want to thank me, just do me a favor as your husband."

"Husband, what are you still doing in a daze? Dr. Song needs your help with something, so please hurry up and promise him."

Xu Zihao's wife nodded like a peck of rice.

"Alas!"

Xu Zihao stopped the excited smile on his face and let out a deep bitter sigh.

"Mr. Song saved my son, which is equivalent to saving my life, I am a merciless bastard, you give me half a month to let my wife and wife and children send abroad calmly."

"When they settle down abroad, I will repay you with my life!"

"Husband, why did you send us abroad?"

The wife picked up the child from the ground and looked at her husband in confusion.