Chapter 3 ? How did this get repaired? Ah)
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"If you are ticking, money is important, and people are important?" Old Dong looked down on these guys very much.
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Chen Ping has never owned so much money and is very grateful to the kind-hearted old man. Not to mention three times, it is OK to press his feet for ten times for free.
Since my father was injured and paralyzed, my mother has been supporting this family. It was not enough for me to spend money on my family until Chen Ping graduated from auto repair and became an apprentice. It was not enough to provide treatment for the whole year, and life was very difficult.
Usually, when buying some ribs, I would give my father a meal first. Chen Ping lived a very hard life since childhood. Later, he didn’t even have enough time to go to college. He didn’t even dare to pay a girlfriend when he went to school in a technical school. He earned 2,000 yuan a month after he went to work, and only 200 yuan left was left to his mother.
Suddenly, Chen Ping didn't say anything, and passed by the supermarket and bought two kilograms of ribs, beans, potatoes, and watermelons that the family of three liked to eat. He happily went home.
At the same time, I was waiting for the stone tablet to react, but unfortunately I never heard any strange sounds along the way.
The house is rented, with only three stores in the old community that is more than 200 yuan a month. In order to work and facilitate treatment, the family of three left the mountain village more than 200 kilometers away and came to the city for more than three years. My mother has not come back yet, so she works as a cleaning company in a property company and will not come back at around 6 pm.
"dad."
"So early?"
“It’s Saturday, it’s holiday.”
"oh."
"Dad, do you want to go to the bathroom?"
"Need not."
Chen Jianguo hid in the inner room, replied to his son's words, and listened to his son's voice, and was suspicious, "What did you buy again?"
"Ribs."
"What are you doing to buy that! I don't need it."
"I didn't buy it for you, for my mom!"
“Then it should be bought.”
"Dad, I'll give you a big surprise later, wait." Although I can't be sure if it can really cure my dad's waist, why is the old man who is so old, shouldn't be stronger than my dad's aura?
"What surprise?" Chen Jianguo's happiest day was when his son came back to chat. Since he was put on the shelves ten years ago, Chen Jianguo felt that it was too burdened by the mother and the two of them. He failed to commit suicide twice. It scared Tian Cuihua so much that he stopped doing stupid things for more than half a year. Although he still couldn't take care of himself in the past two years, he also developed a set of skills to take care of himself, such as enduring thirst and eating dry food, and using his tongue to touch the screen to control a computer and mobile phone. This year, he got an interesting thing. He made some orders on the dubbing platform, and he could earn hundreds or thousands of dollars from time to time, and the dubbing matter was taught by his son.
"Wait until I make the dishes."
"This kid."
Ten minutes later, the pork ribs and beans were put into the pot and stewed. Chen Ping washed his hands and entered the inner room.
There was no place below Chen Jianguo's neck, and his phone was placed on his face. The room was dim and stuffy. The electric fan had a bad taste, and there was a strange smell. Chen Ping had become accustomed to it.
This time, Chen Ping had a new idea.
The live broadcast seemed to be unclear, so Chen Ping decided to record the process and post it on his short video.
I thought that it is easy to get out of the crowd like this, but I am just a poor boy. What's so scary? What else is poor? Once it's the same effect as treating the old man, then Chen Ping is a car repairman, but he still understands what it means.
In this era, you are not afraid of you having no platform or opportunity, you are afraid of you being incompetent.
In fact, Chen Ping's car was well repaired, but he had never had the opportunity to be a master. There was no way. There were too many car repairmen. Every year, five or six thousand people graduated in this city alone, and they were all fighting for food. Those who were related to the households and those who could compete for the game had better opportunities.
"Chen Ping, what are you doing?"
Looking at Chen Ping's mobile phone rack, Chen Jianguo didn't understand.
"Well, I've taught myself a set of massage techniques and I'll press it for you later and prepare to record it."
"Haha." Chen Jianguo was happy, "You guy, you have a lot of ideas every day."
I don’t stop or support me. This son has been taking care of his father since he was in his teens. Chen Jianguo also feels guilty in addition to his love.
"Okay, it's starting!"
"Dear uncles and aunts..."
Chen Jianguo wants to laugh, everyone is a man of mine, what does your uncle mean?
However, the mobile phone has already started recording, and Chen Jianguo just treats himself as a prop, without saying a word, and cooperates with all kinds of things.
When the Qi is started, the plan is given directly in my mind. Just like when I was treated for Uncle Dong before, Chen Ping does not need to be troubled. The Qi is the Dazhui point behind the neck. A point below the joints of a protruding part is, press it to send air!
call!
hiss!
"It hurts so much!" Chen Jianguo couldn't help but screamed.
Chen Ping was startled and immediately weakened.
"How is it, Lao Chen?"
"I can still bear it."
"Then, let's try the next location."
Move your fingers to the next Qi point, body pillar, spiritual platform, center... Pressing the direction of the red wire in your head, you will start from Dazhui with all your strength.
Normal people have meridians. Now Chen Ping "sees" his father's qi distribution, and he is dead below his head. There is nothing wrong with a little breath swimming below the epidermis. He is actually extremely weak. Although he looks quite fat, he is absolutely unhealthy. He is really not as good as that of Mr. Dong.
However, Chen Ping was confident that through one treatment, he could at least open the qi in his upper body first. I don’t know whether he could complete recovery control.
After half an hour, nearly sixty acupoints, including the arms, were passed through all parts until the qi was exhausted.
I was so tired that I was almost exhausted.
Chen Jianguo didn't say a word, but tears had already fallen into the bed.
At first I thought I was just playing with my son, but I didn’t expect that after five minutes, he found that the middle finger of his left hand could move. In seven minutes, the five fingers of his right hand regained consciousness. In half an hour, he could feel the abdomen and belly, his arms could move, and his body temperature could also feel!
Chen Ping was as tired as a dog and fell asleep on the bed.
Chen Jianguo practiced constantly and was able to control his hands to do something soon, and began to fan his son. The electric fan was a little farther away and could not be hooked, so he kept fanning.
Chen Ping woke up and found that his breath seemed to have recovered a little, and he was very tired. His mother also came back, with a basin of pork ribs and three bowls of rice on the table.
Hungry!
It seems like I've cried when I look at these two people?
It's too late to say anything, eat first.
"I'm too hungry, I'll eat first, for the sake of Jing'ang." Chen Ping smiled and picked up the bowl and ate it wildly.
"Slow down, slow down..." Tian Cuihua looked distressed.
Chen Jianguo turned on the soda that was pulled in the cold water and put it over.
Chen Jianguo specially bought the soda with his wife who came back.
Tian Cuihua looked at her husband who could act and pinched herself ten times before she could believe it.
These two people couldn't understand. This paraplegia cannot be cured by even a large hospital. Why did he let his son cure it? He obviously repaired the car?
How did you fix this?
Who did he learn this trick? Besides, I have never heard of hand pressing and healing the paralysis!
Chapter completed!