The young couple on the side saw what had just happened. Now that they saw that they were using their sons as a bet tool, the middle-aged man shouted angrily: "My son is not your bet tool.
If you want to make a bet, don't mess with my son's illness!" After saying that, the middle-aged man picked up the boy before Chen Fan could reach the counter, and said to the woman beside him: "Honey, we
Walk!"
"Wait!" Chen Fan quickly blocked the couple's way.
Seeing Chen Fan blocking the front, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "Get out of the way! I made it very clear what I just said."
Chen Fan said: "Brother, although your son's illness is not a serious illness, it is not a minor illness or a minor pain. I think your son has been suffering from this illness for at least a year. If it is treated when there is no emergency,
Your son’s left knee is useless, and I think you don’t want your son to have to live with a cane since he was a child!”
Chen Fan's words touched the middle-aged man very much. If what the young man in front of him said was true, then his son's future would be ruined. However, the young man's age made him very uneasy and he couldn't help but ask: "You
Can my son’s disease really be cured?”
"Yes!" Chen Fan nodded affirmatively and said, "As long as you let me do it, I will definitely do it!"
"Okay!" The man nodded and put the little boy in his arms back on the counter. He didn't know why he believed in the young boy in front of him. Maybe it was because of the confidence and confidence in the boy's eyes.
The sincerity moved him.
In full view of everyone, Chen Fan finally stretched out his hand to check on the little boy.
"Brother, you are so beautiful!" The little boy has not said a word since he came in. Maybe it is because he had this strange disease since he was a child, and he is a little autistic, but for some reason he saw Chen Fan checking his pulse.
, the little boy suddenly spoke.
The little boy's words made Chen Fan blush. This was the first time he heard someone praise him like this. He smiled and said, "You are also very good-looking!"
A smile appeared on the little boy's painful face and he said: "Brother, can you really train Xiaojie well?"
"Yes!" Chen Fan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Xiaojie, my brother will definitely be able to train you!"
"That's great!" Xiaojie exclaimed happily and continued: "Brother, you may not know that since I got this strange disease, my parents don't let me go out to play, and now my parents don't even let me go to school.
Go, stay at home all day long and have people watch over you, it’s really uncomfortable!”
The innocence in the little boy made Chen Fan couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, Xiaojie. After today, you will soon be able to go to school and play everywhere like normal people!"
Seeing Chen Fan finish checking his son, the man quickly stepped forward and asked: "Little brother, can you really cure my son's disease?"
Chen Fan nodded and said: "Brother, don't worry! Although your son's illness is a bit serious, I am still confident that he will be cured."
"Hmph! Don't speak so confidently, otherwise you won't even have a way out." Feng Youcai on the side laughed coldly.
"You don't need to worry about it now. You should take care of yourself first and don't admit defeat when the time comes!" Chen Fan responded to Feng Youcai unceremoniously, and then said to Xiaojie's father: "This eldest brother,
Is Xiaojie born with a weak body?"
"Yeah!" The middle-aged man nodded and recalled: "Xiaojie has been weak since he was born. Even if he walks a few steps, he will get asthma. He has seen many doctors but they don't know the cause, so we have to do a lot of
I bought him supplements to replenish his body. When he was six years old, his knees hurt from time to time. The pain seemed to be life-threatening. I took him to see doctors but couldn't find out the cause." After that, he said,
The young man asked: "Little brother, do you know the reason?"
Listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, Chen Fan roughly understood the reason, and nodded immediately, "Xiaojie has mutated Crane's Knee Wind. Normal Crane's Knee Wind is due to improper adjustment and loss of the three Yin Meridians of the Foot."
, caused by wind and cold evil taking advantage of the deficiency, causing muscles to become thinner, limbs to contract and ache, and over time, the knees will be big and the legs will be thin, like the knees of a crane."
Speaking of this, Chen Fan looked at Xiaojie's knees, which were just like ordinary people but often painful, and said: "Xiaojie was born with weak kidney qi, and the coldness condensed between the knees.
, so the joints will not be red, swollen and hot like normal Crane's Knee Wind."
"So you can really train my son?" The middle-aged man became a little excited when he saw that Chen Fan was speaking eloquently. You must know that after his son got this disease, he didn't even think about working.
"Didn't I say that I am sure that I can cure this disease!" Crane's knee is a chronic wasting disease that falls under the category of "Bi diseases" in traditional Chinese medicine. Although what Xiaojie got is a mutated Crane's knee.
The wind was blowing, but Chen Fan was still confident that he could cultivate it well.
"It sounds nice, but why haven't I seen you take action? Do you only know how to talk but not do anything?" Feng Youcai on the side poured a basin of cold water over him, his eyes full of contempt.
Chen Fan glanced at Feng Youcai with disgust and said directly: "Didn't your mother teach you that it's rude to interrupt other conversations?"
"You..." Chen Fan's words made Feng Youcai so angry that he almost exploded. He pointed at Chen Fan with his finger, then calmed down and said with a sarcastic smile: "I don't have the same knowledge as a country boy like you. You
This is deliberately delaying time!" As he said that, Feng Youcai put on a condescending air and continued: "If you don't understand, please beg me now, maybe I will be in a better mood and I may even help you."
Chen Fan has never seen such a shameless person. He obviously doesn't understand, but he still has the nerve to say such things. At the same time, he doesn't want to pay attention to such a shameless person, so he bends down and speaks to Xiaojie softly.
: "Xiaojie, my brother is going to help you cure your illness. It may be a little painful. If you can't help it, just scream."
Xiaojie nodded and said, "Brother, do it. Xiaojie is not afraid of pain! Dad said that a real man is a man who can endure hardships. Xiaojie is a man, so Xiaojie is not afraid of pain."
Seeing Xiaojie's childish face with a hint of determination, Chen Fan couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Xiaojie is such a good boy, big brother, please do it."
As he spoke, Chen Fan pressed his thumbs on Xiaojie's left knee at the Dubi and Yanglingquan acupuncture points, and said again: "Brother, do it."
"Yes!" Xiaojie nodded firmly.
Seeing Xiaojie nodding, Chen Fan pressed down hard with his thumb, and kept making various movements with his hands.
"Ah!" Xiaojie, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but screamed out due to the severe pain in his knee. His childish face was filled with an expression of pain this time, which made the middle-aged man and his wife on the side see clearly.
I was so heartbroken that I couldn't help but comfort me: "Xiaojie, you have to bear it, you will be fine in a while!" Then the middle-aged man said worriedly: "Little brother, can you really cultivate Xiaojie like this?
?”
"Yes!" Chen Fan just nodded without answering the middle-aged man's question, and kept moving his hands back and forth on various acupuncture points on Xiaojie's left knee.
At this time, Xiaojie screamed in pain again, attracting all the guests and employees in "Chunhetang". They couldn't help but gathered around them curiously. When they saw that there was only an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with his hands
He kept walking around on the legs of a little boy about ten years old, looking at the pain on the little boy's face, and making painful sounds from his mouth from time to time. Only then did the onlookers couldn't help but ask.