Chapter 8 Old and old diseases
"Oh, Lei Zi, I really didn't expect that my son was really good at medical skills. My son might be Hua Tuo's reincarnation. Damn, you haven't heard of it. Hu Daniu has already died. Our son fiddled with him for a few times and he was alive. This time, the ancestral tomb of my old Zhu family was emitting blue smoke!"
Zhu Crook was so excited that he couldn't do anything to himself, and Hou Suqin was also excited to cry. Zhu Tianlei rolled his eyes. It seemed that his level had passed.
Zhu Tianlei just breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes fell on his father's disabled right leg.
Zhu Crook’s leg was hit by a big rock falling from the mountain twelve years ago when he went up the mountain to hit the stone. However, his family was poor and had no money to go to the hospital in the city, so he prescribed some pain-relieving and anti-inflammatory medicines in a small clinic in the village.
As a result, before he could raise it well, he caught up with the mountain torrent again. Zhu Cutezi felt sorry for the old sow in his pigpen and drove the sow to the beam in the rain. As a result, the old sow was drowned by the flood, Zhu Cutezi's legs were completely ruined.
A good man has been limping when he walks since then, and he can't do heavy and tiring work, and he has been treated with a lot of attention.
Zhu Tianlei was a little excited. Now that he knows medical skills, can he cure his father's legs?
"Dad, I'll show you your legs!"
Zhu Crook was stunned, as if he didn't understand his son's words very much.
"His father, our son is now good at medical skills. Even those who are about to die can be saved. Maybe your legs can be cured!"
Zhu Crook still didn't move. He was not as optimistic as his wife. His leg was not a new one. His old injuries for more than ten years were probably already crooked. It was impossible to treat it by treating it.
"Dad, let me see, it's not curable, right?"
"Silly child, can dad be afraid of you curing it? My son is a miracle doctor, dad is afraid... Forget it, dad believes in you!"
Zhu Crook swallowed half of the words and said nothing, but Zhu Tianlei and Hou Suqin both knew what the words they swallowed were: they were afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!
Zhu Tianlei put Zhu Crook's leg on his legs for more than ten years, and he had never seen his father's injured leg so close.
The calves, which were originally supposed to be in a straight line with their thighs, drooping on the side at an extremely strange and weird angle.
Zhu Tianlei's eyes were a little hot. For twelve years, my father had dragged such a leg to take care of the six acres of land in his family to support himself. Zhu Tianlei truly realized the bitterness of this at this time.
Zhu Tianlei took out a small cloth bag from his arms. He just took out the small cloth bag from his house cabinet. He had seen this thing when he was a child, but he didn't know what it was. But now, he knew clearly that it was a silver needle, and it seemed that it was not close.
Before he could ask himself why this kind of thing would come in handy now.
"Dad, it may hurt a little at the beginning, but it's a little numb. If you can't help it, just make a sound!"
Zhu Crook smiled very honestly and didn't say anything, which was considered to be agreeing with his son's words.
Zhu Tianlei put his right hand under Zhu Crook's knees and allowed the spiritual energy from his body to slowly inject into his father's body.
Zhu Crook felt his legs, which had been stiff all the time, suddenly became warm, as if a heat flow spread along his knees little by little, spreading all over his body. This feeling was dozens of times more comfortable than eating dumplings on the hot kang and watching the Spring Festival Gala at the hot kang.
At this moment, Zhu Cutezi suddenly felt that he was so close to hope for the first time.
Feeling the touch from the palm, Zhu Tianlei took back his hand and pulled out the silver needle from the cloth bag. Compared with the embroidery needle, the silver needle was as light as fog and as thin as hair, but when held in Zhu Tianlei's hand, it seemed to have a thousand pounds.
He took a deep breath and the silver needle penetrated Zhu Crook's Zusanli. Zhu Crook snorted lightly.
"It's okay, Leizi, you can continue to slap!"
Zhu Cuzi himself was a little regretful, why couldn’t he bear it? Isn’t this putting pressure on his son?
Zhu Tianlei knew what his father was thinking. Although he felt distressed, he also knew that this was a process that must be processed for treatment. He gritted his teeth and laid the remaining sixteen silver needles along the hanging bell and Weizhong acupoints.
Hou Suqin was nervous watching, her calloused hands tightly clamped together.
"Leizi, my legs..."
As soon as Zhu Tianlei's needle was finished, Zhu Crook screamed, his eyes wide open, and he was extremely shocked.
"His father, what's wrong with you?"
Hou Suqin was already nervous, but now when she saw Zhu Crook’s reaction, her eyes suddenly turned red, and Zhu Tianlei’s body also stiffened.
"Leizi, look at dad's legs..."
Zhu Tianlei and Hou Suqin bowed their heads together, and saw that Zhu Crook's legs, which were originally twisted and stiff as wood, moved gently, and then the movement became larger and larger.
A tear slid from the corner of Zhu Tianlei's eyes without warning.
For doctors, it may be great love to save lives and help the wounded, but it is really shocking to be able to make your loved ones happy because of this.
Zhu Tianlei softly comforted his excited parents, and repeatedly reminded Zhu Cutezi not to walk down the ground for the time being. He needed to apply two more needles to ensure that Zhu Cutezi's legs were completely healed.
After explaining it, Zhu Tianlei wandered out of the yard.
Looking at the green Phoenix Mountain in the distance, the mountain where the Hulu Cave is located is fascinating.
Everything that happened in the cave came to my mind again. Maybe there are any other secrets in the gourd cave.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianlei greeted Hou Suqin and walked towards Phoenix Mountain.
Since he woke up in the cave, Zhu Tianlei's physical strength has been surprisingly good. Even his walking pace has been much lighter and more rapid. In just over ten minutes, Zhu Tianlei was already standing at the entrance of the gourd cave.
Thinking about what happened in the past two days, Zhu Tianlei felt like he was a different life. He took a deep breath and stepped into the gourd cave again.
There was no change in the cave. Zhu Tianlei slowly walked to the place where he fainted. He could still see some splashing blood on the ground.
However, the stone used by Widow Chen as a weapon disappeared.
Zhu Tianlei was surprised. He searched around and found nothing. The matter had already come to light. The stone had no value anymore. How could it disappear?
Could it be...
Could it be that my own blood triggered some mechanism?
Zhu Tianlei thought while wandering back and forth in the gourd cave.
The Hulu Cave is a natural cave, warm in winter and cool in summer. Although the heat outside is unbearable at this time, the cave is extremely cool. Zhu Tianlei simply found a big stone and sat down.
He calmed down and carefully recalled the determination to practice the exercises recorded in the spiritual medicine immortal arts. He closed his eyes and qi sinks into his dantian.
Slowly, he actually felt a warm air mass condensed in his dantian, and the air mass went from weak to solid, as if his whole body became ethereal because of this air mass.
Before we knew it, three hours passed.
(To be continued)
Chapter completed!