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Lin Xi'er lowered her head, unable to hide her look of disappointment, "I have been to the hospital for many examinations, but the experts and professors could not find the real cause. They said it might be a neurological problem, or it might be a problem with joint wear and bone marrow.

The problem is, I just can’t stand up anyway.”

Qin Lang asked curiously, "Are you conscious?"

Lin Xier shook her head, "No."

"Something's wrong. These legs are so beautiful, with smooth muscles and jade bones. If there really is a problem with the bone marrow, they can't still grow so healthy. Moreover, the problem with the bone marrow should be systemic.

Fault."

Qin Lang pretended to be confused and looked very suspicious.

Zhou Zeqing asked doubtfully, "Do you know medical skills?"

Qin Lang nodded, "You know a little bit."

He looked at Lin Xi'er and opened his mouth in embarrassment, but hesitated to speak.

Lin Xi'er said nonchalantly, "If you have anything to ask, just ask. It's been so many years and I don't care about these things anymore. If I can't stand up, I can't stand up. It's not like I can't live anymore."

Qin Lang took out a silver needle and smiled, "I want to try my medical skills. I don't know if it will work."

Zhou Zeqing said nervously, "If you're not very proficient, it's better not to mess around. Acupuncture is amazing, but mistakes often happen."

Remember the URL m.

Lin Xi'er didn't care, "It's okay, I'm not conscious anyway, what will happen if I prick you? Just give it a try."

Qin Lang left his seat, took a step forward, squatted next to Lin Xi'er's wheelchair, took out silver needles, and stabbed them one inch below her slender waist smoothly.

The advanced medical skills obtained through system lottery are no joke.

Even if Chen Ping'an is here, he may not be as proficient in medical skills as Qin Lang. At least Chen Ping'an has not yet reached a later stage of development and has not truly reached the pinnacle of medical skills!

"It's crispy and numb, and it feels like being bitten by a small insect." Lin Xi'er smiled bitterly, "But, I was conscious there."

Just at this moment, the lady boss came out with two bowls of beef noodles.

She was about to ask, but Qin Lang gently slashed Lin Xi'er's knee with his knife.

Although the movement was very small, her left leg still inadvertently made an obvious arc upward.

Snap!

The landlady was stunned on the spot, the two bowls of beef noodles in her hands fell to the ground, making a mess, and the soup splashed onto her calves, but she didn't feel anything at all.

She stepped forward in fear, shouting in surprise, with tears in her eyes: "Xi'er, your leg...has your leg responded?"

Lin Xi'er also opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but be happy: "Knee-jerk reaction, this is a knee-jerk reaction, how could it be like this? I clearly have no feeling in both legs, how could there be a knee-jerk reaction?!"

Qin Lang twisted the silver needle on Lin Xi'er's back and pierced it deeper.

And, he hit her knee harder.

call!

One leg was quickly lifted up, facing Qin Lang who had just moved to Lin Xi'er.

Qin Lang quickly lowered his head, and Lin Xier's left leg straddled his shoulder.

He raised his head, and Lin Xi'er was covering the hem of her skirt, but at that moment, the cotton white pants were still visible.

"Ahem... I'm sorry, I used too much strength." Qin Lang smiled awkwardly, holding Lin Xi'er's slender and crystal ankle with one hand, and gently placed Lin Xi'er's feet on the pedals of the wheelchair.

"It seems like it's not a problem of joint wear and bone marrow."

"What's the problem?"

Zhou Zeqing, Lin Xier, and the landlady said in unison.

Qin Lang looked serious, "Crazy!"

"It's a neurological problem. According to the current medical methods, this disease is very likely to be misdiagnosed. Even in Yanjing, there are few top experts in this field, so it is difficult to treat."

"Little miracle doctor, do you know any experts in this field? Or, can you cure Xi'er's disease?" The landlady looked eager. She should not have believed in such a young man.

But just now a magical scene happened in front of me.

It has been a consensus for twenty years that my daughter has no feeling in her legs, but just now, she had a knee-jerk reaction after being pricked twice with a needle by the young man in front of her.

If not a little miracle doctor, what else could he be?

"I'm not sure. I know the experts, but they may not be available. They are all at the level of imperial doctors.

What's more, your daughter's legs are a bit troublesome and need to be adjusted. Otherwise, even if experts in Western medicine come, it will be difficult to sort out those complicated nerves one by one. A slight mistake will lead to lifelong problems.

Hemiplegia."

Qin Lang gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Zeqing, who was looking forward to him next to him, "The teacher has taught me! I shouldn't have taken action, but Miss Lin Xier has a close relationship with Professor Zhou, and I owe Zhou Zeqing today."

To teach a favor is to violate the rules of the sect!"

Master?

Bullshit teacher!

He just said this on purpose, in order to forcefully blame Zhou Zeqing for why he took action to treat Lin Xi'er.

It's no less than saying in front of Lin Xi'er and her daughter, Professor Zhou, I even violated the teacher's training for you, isn't that interesting?

Just selling a favor!

After saying a few words, Qin Lang didn't feel his mouth was dry.

The three of them went up to the second floor of the noodle shop under the attention of a few customers.

…

Lin Xier's bedroom, simple decoration.

She (lying) on ​​the bed, her voice trembling, "I'm a little scared, can you use less strength?"

Qin Lang shook his head, "No, you have to use force. It will only work if you use force to make you feel pain."

"Don't worry, it's just a little uncomfortable at first, and there are suddenly more (foreign) objects. As time goes by, you will slowly adapt to it, and you will even feel very comfortable later on."

"Hiss...it hurts, it hurts so much."

Lin Xi'er raised her delicate chin and cried out in pain.

The proprietress looked on from the side and said distressedly, "Little miracle doctor, this is Xi'er's first time. Please slow down and don't use so much force..."

Qin Lang's palm moved up Lin Xi'er's calf inch by inch, and from time to time a few silver needles fell.

Every time the silver needle dropped and her palm moved up, Lin Xi'er would take a breath of cold air, and fine beads of sweat overflowed on her smooth and painful forehead.

Zhou Zeqing listened to the conversation between the three people and felt that something was strange, but it was not easy to remind him. He could only comfort him and said, "Xi'er knows pain, which means there is a reaction. I didn't expect that Mr. Qin Lang I met, actually

You have such ability."

She felt a little emotional in her heart. If she hadn't been followed tonight, if she hadn't called for help, Qin Lang wouldn't have helped.

Let alone be brought in front of Lin Xier.

Is this the fate of the legend?

More than half an hour passed.

Qin Lang fell limply on the bed, his head facing the quilt. He turned his head, and Lin Xi'er's head was very close.

Both of them were sweating profusely and looked at each other with smiles.

A cheerful person,

One person is ashamed!
Chapter completed!