Chapter 337: Feeding Water
"Sister, drink water. Feng Yunhan brought the cup close to Feng Yanyan's lips and said.
Feng Qianyan was stunned for a moment: Second brother, do you want to feed yourself water? raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and pursed his lips, and drank from the teacup in his second brother's hand.
"Thank you, second brother. Feng Qianyan raised his head, wiped the corners of his lips, and looked at Feng Rui behind Feng Yunhan.
Feng Yunhan turned around along his sister's line of sight, and was so surprised by the scene in front of him that he was instantly stunned on the spot.
I saw Feng Rui's trembling hands, bending his right leg slightly, and slowly stroking his fingers over the part of his right foot where Feng Qian Yan had just applied the needle, full of shock.
Feng Qianyan watched Feng Rui's every move and bent his eyebrows. Although it is only a small section of meridians, it can't change anything, but the second uncle will definitely feel the subtle changes in his body.
"Second uncle!" Feng Qianyan regained some strength and shouted, but Feng Rui was still staring at his toes, as if he hadn't heard.
"Second uncle!" Feng Qianyan raised his voice and shouted again. Feng Rui closed his eyes vigorously and slowly turned his head. An iron-clad man who has fought on the battlefield, at this time, tears gleam in the corners of his eyes.
Fengyun turned around suddenly, looked at Feng Tianyan, and asked excitedly in a trembling voice: "Yan Yan, second uncle, his legs, isn't it-"
Feng Qian raised his little face, which was still a little white, smiled at Fengyun Han Mingmei, and nodded.
"Bang-" The teacup in Feng Yunhan's hand fell to the ground, and his eyes instantly turned red.
Feng Qianyan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples: It is said that women are made of water, it seems that this man is sometimes more fragile than women!
"Second uncle, second brother, this is a good thing, you should be happy, don't you do this?"
"Yan Yan, second uncle's toes, there is warmth...... Feng Rui took a deep breath and said slowly.
Feng Qianyan nodded: "Well, I know, because a short section of meridians has been restored, of course the surrounding qi and blood are running normally!"
Feng Rui opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked at Feng Qianyan, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yan Yan, what did you say?"
"I said that a short section of meridians was restored, that is, two broken meridians were connected. Feng Qianyan explained again.
Hearing this, Feng Rui was stunned for a while, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, and hooked the corners of his lips. After a long time, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Feng Qianyan knew that for so many years, the second uncle had too much bitterness in his heart that needed to be vented. Although it is said that men shed blood without tears, at this moment, this tear represents pain, despair, joy, excitement and hope.
Although he couldn't bear it, Feng Tianyan still decided to tell Feng Rui the truth.
"Second uncle, there is one thing I must make clear. As I said before, the meridians of your legs are all cut into inches from the waist down, at least more than 100 segments. Yan Yan's strength is low now, and he can only start from the small meridians in the toes first, and he can only connect one section at a time. Even once a day, it takes at least three or four months. As for the coarser main meridians, it is very likely that they will not be able to be repaired for the time being......"
"Yan Yan. Before Feng Qianyan's words were finished, Feng Rui interrupted.
"Huh?" the wind was stunned.
I saw Feng Rui raise his hand, wipe the corners of his eyes, slowly open his eyes, and said calmly: "Yan Yan, is it that every time you are treated, you will be weak like this?"