Roll up the trousers of Uncle Bench's trousers to just above his knees.
Chen Hai looked up and down, carefully examining his legs for a while.
Under normal circumstances, a person who has been paralyzed in both legs for 20 to 30 years, due to nerve necrosis and lack of exercise all year round, his legs must be as thin as sticks.
However, Uncle Bench's legs are in very good condition.
Perhaps because he is pampered, people often massage his legs.
Apart from his pale skin, his legs are at best a little thinner than those of a normal person.
"Uncle Bench, I am now using the Xiao Wu Lei method to try to treat you."
"Don't be nervous, just relax a little."
"Don't worry about the effect of the treatment. You just need to know that after trying to treat you, no matter how bad the outcome is, it won't be worse than it is now!"
With a faint smile on his face, Chen Hai said hello to Uncle Bench.
I looked at Uncle Bench's body and saw that his pants were rolled up to his knees, making it difficult to roll them up again.
He hesitated for a while, but in the end, he didn't say anything more.
With his eyes slightly closed, Chen Hai pinned his master with his left hand, and with his right hand, using the power of the spiritual official, he continued to write the spiritual map at the position of Uncle Bench's thigh.
Once, twice, three times...
He repeated this process continuously, which lasted for seven minutes.
In the eyes of others, they can only see him looking like a lunatic, assuming a strange posture, and then gesturing around in the empty space with one hand.
However, in Chen Hai's own field of vision, he could see the spiritual diagrams outlined by silk threads as thin as gossamer, layered on top of one another.
The faint thunder light flickers continuously on the spiritual map.
Then, Chen Hai opened his big hand, directly clasped the layers of spiritual diagrams in his palm, and began to slowly slap Uncle Bench's legs.
His calves were so smooth that Chen Hai's palm could fall directly on his skin.
But on the thighs, because there are pants between them, the slapping effect will definitely be much worse.
To be honest, Chen Hai, who was just about to start treating Uncle Bench, had already considered this issue.
However, with Uncle Bench's identity and status, it seems a bit inappropriate to ask him to take off his pants and face himself honestly.
In front of him, he really couldn't bear to make such a request to him.
What's more, in this living room, besides himself and Uncle Bench, Ye Qingqing is also here.
After thinking about it for a while, Chen Hai finally didn't force Uncle Bench to do anything.
After all, using the Xiao Wu Lei method to treat him through a layer of clothing, although the effect is less effective, is not completely ineffective.
And this time, it was just the first time that Chen Hai tried to treat him.
Will his Xiao Wu Thunder Technique be effective in treating Uncle Bench's leg injury? He still has no clue.
If his treatment really had an effect on Uncle Bench, it wouldn't be too late for him to mention these things in order to have a better effect.
"Uncle Bench, how do you feel? Is it effective?"
Ye Qingqing on the other side was also extremely concerned about Uncle Bench's leg injury.
With a nervous look on her face, she glanced at Chen Hai and Uncle Benchi. Then, she couldn't hold back and tentatively asked.
Chen Hai didn't say a word. He was helping Uncle Bench's leg, so naturally he couldn't be distracted and respond to Ye Qingqing.
After all, his Xiaowu Thunder Technique is both a cure and a killing method.
If something unexpected happened due to his distraction, it would be possible for Uncle Bench's legs to explode to pieces.
"The treatment has just started and it hasn't even lasted ten minutes. What effect can it have?"
"Both of my legs have been paralyzed for so many years. Every time I travel, I have to sit in a wheelchair. I have long been used to it!"
"Chen Hai helps me heal my leg. Just try your best. If you really can't heal me, there's nothing you can do."
"Perhaps my life is like this. Even if I am as rich as anyone else, I am still a useless person..."
His words were filled with deep reluctance, and Uncle Benchi had a bitter look on his face. He sighed and said.
He saw every detail of Chen Hai's actions in treating his leg.
Except for the fact that at the beginning, Chen Hai muttered words and moved his hands around in the air, he couldn't understand.
Later, Chen Hai's palm slapped his legs. He had experienced this countless times.
After all, in the traditional Chinese medicine in Yanhuang, the therapy of regulating the body with the help of massage is a branch of it.
As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor.
Uncle Bench, who had experienced countless massage treatments, had already seen through Chen Hai's action of slapping his legs with his palms in just a few glances, and what the intention was!
If before, he still held some hope, thinking that Chen Hai's treatment of his legs might bring him some surprises!
So now, the little hope in his heart, even if it is not completely despairing, must have been extremely disappointed.
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However, when Chen Hai helped him treat his leg, it was completely out of good intentions and he was volunteering to help. Even if he was disappointed, he couldn't show it too obviously.
Time passed little by little, and by the time Chen Hai slapped Uncle Bench's legs seven or forty-nine times from top to bottom, it was already half an hour later.
"Mother of Thunder and Duke of Thunder, use your magical power to help me cure my illness. Thunder light appears..." At this moment, Chen Hai opened his mouth, and it was like a thunderclap, and he just let out a soft drink.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his palms and slapped Uncle Bench's legs three times in a row.
"Ah..." Uncle Bench, who was already extremely disappointed and had no hope for this treatment, was caught off guard and screamed several times in succession.
In the past, no matter how hard Chen Hai worked, he would slap him on the leg.
He didn't feel anything at all, it was as if those two legs had nothing to do with him and were not his at all.
But now, with Chen Hai's soft drink and the three palms he took, he fell.
At this moment, there was a flash of lightning on Uncle Bench's legs.
Immediately afterwards, it was as if there were thousands of ants walking through his legs, constantly eating his flesh and bones.
There is no place on his legs that is not tender, no place is not numb, no place is not itchy...
This feeling was so uncomfortable that even he himself felt that he was short of words and couldn't find the right words to describe it all.
"Uncle Bench, what's wrong with you?"
"Chief..."
"Chief..."
This sudden change not only shocked Ye Qingqing.
Even the two bodyguards in black who were waiting in the yard outside were also alarmed by the movement just now. In a few steps, they rushed to the door of the living room. They looked at Uncle Bench with nervous expressions on their faces.
"It's okay, Xiao Li, Xiao Zhang, you can just stay outside. You don't need to worry about the things here!"
After waving to the two bodyguards in black at the door of the living room, Uncle Bench ordered.
The extremely uncomfortable feeling of numbness and itching had already caused a layer of fine beads of sweat to cover his forehead.
But at this moment, his mental state was very good, and there was even some obvious excitement on his face.
After all, for him, no matter how severe the pain in his legs was, he was not afraid at all.
He was only worried that he had no feeling in his legs and still couldn't sense anything.
"With the power of thunder, there is also life in the midst of destruction."
"Uncle Bench, the nervous system in your legs has been severely eroded by the moisture and cold, and has almost become completely necrotic."
"As the saying goes, if you don't destroy it, you won't establish it. My thunder method destroys the nerves in your legs and at the same time rejuvenates them."
"You will feel uncomfortable now. This is normal. Once you tolerate it, you will get better gradually!"
Frowning slightly, Chen Hai looked directly at Uncle Bench and explained.
"I know, I understand, Chen Hai, thank you!"
My legs, which had been numb for twenty or thirty years, were now screaming in pain.
Uncle Bench, who clearly sensed this pain, grinned with excitement on his face.
After a slight pause, he tentatively spoke and asked Chen Hai again: "Having consciousness and being able to feel pain means that it is possible for my legs to recover."
"I just don't know how my legs will recover in the end!"
After saying these words, he stopped and looked directly at Chen Hai.
It seems that the bench is eager to know the final answer to his question.
"Chen Hai, how long will it take for Uncle Bench's legs to recover like normal people?"
The two bodyguards in black, after looking at each other, returned to the yard outside.
Ye Qingqing, who was sitting on the sofa near Uncle Bench, also looked expectant at this moment. He looked at Chen Hai and asked.
As Uncle Bench said himself, he treats Ye Qingqing as his daughter.
Ye Qingqing could clearly feel Uncle Bench's love and care for her, and Ye Qingqing naturally wanted to see Uncle Bench stand up and walk normally like an ordinary person.
"Uncle Bench, your legs have been suffering from chronic diseases for so many years. It is definitely impossible to think that you can recover with just one treatment!"
"After three days, the numbness and itching on your body should have weakened to a negligible level. At that time, I will use Xiaowu Lei Technique to help you treat it."
"Seven consecutive times, thirty-seven and twenty-one days, the entire treatment process will be completed."
“It’s difficult for me to find an accurate estimate of the final result.”
"But when I think about it, at that time, even if you couldn't walk as fast as ordinary people, if you just used crutches and walked slowly, it shouldn't be a big problem!"
After thinking for a while, Chen Hai responded.
"Okay! Okay! Okay..." The whole person was happy, and Uncle Bench said a few good words on his face.
For him, who has been paralyzed for so many years, being able to walk on crutches is already his greatest expectation.
As for walking like an ordinary person and running as fast as he could, this was completely a luxury, and he had never thought about it that way.