Zhang Lan took the box and put it aside: "It's all the same, as long as it's a needle for acupuncture." ”

"Uncle I can't speak clearly now, and the left half of my body is not flexible, but I can walk, right?" Zhang Lan asked.

"Yes, when I first got sick, I later said that it was like this after the blood was absorbed, and it is still like this today."

Zhang Lan thought about it, stretched out her hand to check Wu Baocai's pulse, and asked him to get up and walk along the coffee table in the living room by himself. Then he found a chair and asked Wu Baocai to sit on the chair. After thinking about it carefully: "That's it, auntie, I'll prick my uncle first, and see if I can't speak clearly." Let's talk about it later. ”

"It's all up to you, and you can do whatever you say." Zhao Guizhi replied briskly.

The silver needle was pierced little by little from the neck Lianquan, Renying, and Tiantu, and then a little flick tremor, Zhang Lan was engrossed. After tying it up, he was already sweating profusely, Zhang Lan thought that he had this experience and technique full of brains, but the strength was still not good, he must find time to strengthen the exercise, hey, it would be good if the body strengthening technique could also be brought to the panel.

"Is it tied?" A fragrant wind hit, with a faint scent of sandalwood. It was Wu Qianqian who walked to Zhang Lan's side and handed Zhang Lan a tissue.

"Thank you." Zhang Lan took the tissue and thanked her, and wiped the sweat on her head.

"Almost, leave the needle for a while, and then prick your tongue when the needle is up, and it's over. I'm going to wash my face. Zhang Lan felt a little uncomfortable, he was not a junior brother, but he was really not used to this strong perfume smell.

Zhang Lan washed her face and came out of the bathroom, and her mother Li Yingzheng and Aunt Zhao were chatting. After playing with my phone for a while, I looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. Zhang Lan began to start the needle, and after more than ten days, Zhang Lan's technique was already exquisite and skillful, and the speed of the needle was very fast, and Zhang Lan finished it in less than a minute.

Zhang Lan held Wu Baocai's chin and asked him to open his mouth and put his tongue on the roof of his mouth. Three stitches were pricked with a silver needle in an instant, and before Wu Baocai came back to his senses, Zhang Lan had already stood up: "Okay, what does Uncle Baocai feel now?" ”

"Ahem, I'll try." Wu Baocai coughed: "Hey, I don't have a hard time talking." ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Guizhi on the side was already full of surprise: "Old Wu, look at how clearly you speak now, I will say that Zhang Lan has a hand, and you and your grandfather still don't believe it at home." ”

"I didn't say that. Zhang Lan, you are so pricked with a few needles, all of a sudden I don't have to speak hard, and it is clear. Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much. Wu Baocai stood up and staggered, a little incoherent.

Zhang Lan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support: "Uncle Baocai, you are too polite, you are already almost there, mainly because you have not been able to say it before." Some of the functions of the nerves have not been restored in place, and when I stimulate it with a needle, its function is restored, and it will speak clearly naturally. ”

When Zhang Lan was holding Wu Baocai, a transparent panel quietly emerged from Zhang Lan's eyes

Nickname: Finger Sand

Race: Immortals

Grade: Faerie Child

Merit: (1/10000)

Sect: Putuo Mountain

Styling: Dancing Sky Ji (hidden)

Sect Skill: Diamond Sutra

Sect Spell: None

Support Ability: None

Life Skills:

Crafting Skills: Masters

Tailoring Skills: Masters

Alchemy Technique: Normal

Traditional Chinese Medicine: Grandmaster

Cooking skills: Master

Smelting Technique: Normal

(In the future, only the changes will be written.)

Numbers quietly appeared behind the ranks, and at the same time a stream of information came. Cure the sick and save people, do good deeds and accumulate virtue. In an instant, Zhang Lan's mind became clearer, a gentle breath traveled all over his body, and Zhang Lan felt that his body was full of strength. As this breath drifted further, Zhang Lan felt that his body had become incomparably lighter.

declined the invitation of Wu Baocai's family to dinner, and sent away the family who had repeatedly thanked him, Zhang Lan couldn't wait to return to the house, her mother Li Ying was cooking in the kitchen, Zhang Lan was sitting on the sofa, her eyes seemed to be staring at the TV, but looking at the transparent frame in front of her, Zhang Lan's heart was full of tears and excitement.

Before co-authoring, it could only be regarded as a trial, but now at this moment, Zhang Lan can be regarded as officially owned. While accumulating merits, you can get upgrades and feedback. Levels, sect skills and spells, and life skills can all be upgraded with merit, looking at the pitiful number 1 on that panel, Zhang Lan's eyes were a little straight.

This adds up to 1 point of merit for the acupuncture of Aunt Zhao and Wu Baocai, and it takes 1W points to upgrade from the fairy child to the next level of the scattered flower fairy, and when will this be upgraded. Not to mention that Zhang Lan also wants to improve something else. Zhang Lan suddenly had the urge to scold her mother.

took out his mobile phone and calculated it according to the calculator, Zhang Lan couldn't help but sigh. Forget it, don't think about it. This possessed game character system has brought him a lot of surprises, be content and happy, or don't be greedy.

In the following half month, Wu Baocai's family came to the door every day, and every time they were empty-handed. There is not even a duplicate thing to mention. Zhang Lan's divine doctor acupuncture and moxibustion skills gradually spread, but Zhang Lan himself never admitted it, and later cleaned up the east house of the family and invited a bronze statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva to be worshiped inside. After the matter spread, Zhang Lan's name as a great god spread in the village, and the reputation of the divine doctor was suppressed, which happened to be in line with Zhang Lan's heart.

Stroke hemiplegia is a stubborn disease from ancient times to the present. In modern medicine, there is no known cure for this disease that works quickly. Generally, it is acupuncture massage plus strengthening exercises, and once the sequelae fall after a long time, I have only heard that there is symptom relief, but I have not heard of a complete cure.

Since the current living conditions have improved, stroke hemiplegia has become common. There must be several such people in that village, and it is nothing more than a difference between light and heavy. Some people have mild illness and are young, so they will get better sooner, and the sequelae may be reduced or not at all. But those who get this disease at the age of 50 have more or less a sequelae.

Wu Baocai's daughter-in-law Zhao Guizhi likes to play fast music, watching Wu Baocai move step by step from the original dragging his legs, to the current slow walking is similar to a normal person, and his speech has changed from the original slurred words to refreshing and neat, and even later took a video of Wu Baocai singing at home.

When I saw Zhao Guizhi's video at home, I couldn't help but be moved, and when I first inquired, Zhao Guizhi still concealed it, but only said that it was good to exercise. Later, she couldn't hide it and told Zhang Lan, and Zhang Lan let her push the Guanyin Bodhisattva that Zhang Lan worshipped. It's okay if you don't push it, one push says that it is the Bodhisattva magic offered by Zhang Lan, although many people think it's nonsense, but the people in the neighboring village and a village are even more excited.