"Mr. Li, our head chef asked me to take you there!"
Li Fuqiang didn't say anything. He nodded and signaled Lin Yu and others to wait for a moment before standing up.
At this moment, I saw someone walking in from outside the box again.
"No!"
A middle-aged man wearing work clothes and a chef's nameplate walked in.
After entering, the man took off his chef hat and bowed slightly towards Li Fuqiang.
"Fu Qiang!"
It may be that the hair on the top of the man's head is slightly thinner due to the excessive fumes from being in the kitchen for a long time.
Seeing the man, Li Fuqiang also quickly said: "Uncle Zhang!"
Li Fuqiang then introduced Lin Yu.
"This is my Uncle Zhang, the chef of this restaurant!"
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang took the lead in extending his hand. Lin Yu didn't show any pretense, stood up and shook hands with Uncle Zhang.
After nodding his head, Uncle Zhang looked at Li Fuqiang.
"Fu Qiang, it's not your Uncle Zhang who wouldn't give you this face!"
"What's the relationship between me and your dad? You can't eat my cooking anytime you want!"
"It's just that you, Uncle Zhang, and I have more than enough energy to do now!"
While explaining, Uncle Zhang stretched out his left hand that had not been moved.
I saw that there was no blood on the left hand, and the entire palm was curved and thin, as if it was only skin and bones.
Seeing this, everyone in the box showed a hint of surprise.
Just listen to Uncle Zhang continue: "I accidentally broke my hand tendon by someone in the martial arts world, but fortunately, Fu Qiang's father helped me and invited a master to come out and heal my hand tendon!"
"However, a few years ago, a board gluer accidentally injured my hand tendon again, and now it has left an indelible wound!"
When Uncle Zhang said that the gluer accidentally injured his hand tendon, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
It doesn’t look like he was accidentally injured!
It's both wrong and right. If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.
"I can't use this hand now, so naturally I can't cook for you anymore!"
Hearing this, a sad look appeared on Li Fuqiang's face.
It is precisely because Li Fuqiang's father helped him back then that he came forward to personally explain to Li Fuqiang, who is considered a junior.
"Is there no way to cure it?" Li Fuqiang asked.
Uncle Zhang nodded, his tone a little sad, "The second trauma caused the original wound to collapse again, and the current wound can no longer be completed by simple surgery!"
Hand tendons are also called tendons. Common tendons can be sutured through surgery after rupture. Current clinical medical standards can also treat them.
But this is a second trauma for Uncle Zhang, which is difficult to repair.
At this time, Lin Yu said: "How about I help you take a look?"
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang turned to look at Lin Yu, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Seeing this, Li Fuqiang quickly explained: "Uncle Zhang, don't underestimate Lin Yu's youth!"
"He is very good at Chinese medicine!"
"He cured my son's brain tumor!"
Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Uncle Zhang's eyes, but then dimmed.
Uncle Zhang shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't trust your friend!"
"I know exactly what the condition of my hand is. I have had three tendon surgeries, but they have no effect!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Fuqiang looked at Lin Yu.
He naturally knew what stage three tendon surgery meant, which meant that this hand could only be like this.
But he still believed in Lin Yu more.
Lin Yu also took a step forward at this time and said, "How about I try?"
After hearing Lin Yu's words, Uncle Zhang began to think deeply.
After a while, Uncle Zhang raised his head and said: "Okay, that's it anyway!"
“It doesn’t hurt to try!”
Hearing this, the corners of Lin Yu's mouth raised slightly.
It seems that he is determined to eat the dishes of the Chinese chef king today.
No matter how many stages of clinical tendon surgery, it only assists, fixes, and guides the tendon to heal on its own.
Therefore, it is naturally difficult to be effective for Uncle Zhang's secondary trauma and the wound is relatively large.
But that doesn't mean that those tendon surgeries were useless. Through X-ray examination, Lin Yu found that Uncle Zhang's tendons were already showing some signs of healing.
If it healed on its own, I believe it would not take a few years.
But it may be because the plaster was fixed for a long time during the operation and it was a little distorted.
If it heals on its own by then, there will be some sequelae.
Arriving in front of Uncle Zhang, Lin Yu took out three Heavenly Spirit Needles from his body.
"Spread your hands flat!" Lin Yu said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang spread his hands flat as Lin Yu said.
As soon as he opened his palms, he saw the silver needle in Lin Yu's hand pricking his own hand.
The three silver needles were in the same position, which startled Uncle Zhang.
"Don't be nervous!" Lin Yu comforted.
But as soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, his spiritual power followed the silver needle and cut off some misplaced parts of Uncle Zhang's tendon!
"ah!"
Feeling the pain in his palm, Uncle Zhang immediately screamed.
Just when Uncle Zhang was about to take back his palm, Lin Yu took the first step and grabbed Uncle Zhang's palm to prevent him from moving.
The people in the box couldn't help but become nervous when they heard Uncle Zhang's pain.
"Don't move!" Lin Yu's tone was a little cold and no longer as gentle as before.
Lin Yu pulled out three Tianling needles, but inserted them again a second later, but this time it was a different acupuncture point.
And when the Tianling Needle was pulled out, Lin Yu's spiritual power filled the Tianling Needle again.
Put three fingers on the ends of the three Heavenly Spirit Needles, and transmit the spiritual power into them.
The spiritual power transmitted to the tendons of Uncle Zhang's palm also quickly moistened the tendons under Lin Yu's control.
The atrophied tendons do not repair as slowly as usual after being nourished by spiritual power.
Not long after, Uncle Zhang felt the feeling coming from his palm, and his eyes slowly widened.
"This, this..."
Uncle Zhang's words were somewhat incoherent.
"I feel it!"
Uncle Zhang said excitedly.
You know, although he can still move his hand tendons after rupture, he still has no touch or sensation.
Now that the feeling suddenly came, how could he not be excited.
Soon, Uncle Zhang's hands began to tremble.
"Really, really, I can feel it!"
As Uncle Zhang's excited voice came out one after another, a smile appeared on Li Fuqiang's face.
At this moment, the door of the box opened, and several people pushed the door open and entered the box.