Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

The car passed through the bustling downtown area and headed towards the outskirts of the city, and soon stopped in front of a single-family three-story villa.

As they had said hello before, a woman dressed as a nanny came out and led everyone inside.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked forward and saw that each floor of the villa was decorated in its own way.

Entering the gate, there is a path paved with cobblestones. At the end of the path, the wall at the transparent arch is magnificent.

Marble steps, precious carpets, jade stone statues, everything is extremely luxurious as far as the eye can see!

He couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw this. Considering this level of luxury, half a million yuan for treatment was less than that.

After passing the hall, several people stopped in front of a vermilion door. The woman knocked on the door rhythmically several times and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, Miss Qi and the others are here."

"Let them in."

Although the voice from the door was loud, it sounded a bit dejected.

The door was opened, and on the bed, a man with dull eyes glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan and others, and said with a stiff smile: "My eldest niece, even Mr. Zhang can't do anything, what kind of weird idea have you come up with this time?"

"Uncle Zhao, look what you said, our Baoda Pavilion is full of talents, including Uncle Zhang, a famous doctor. This time I have brought you the employee who is the best at treating leg diseases in the store."

Qi Xue smiled and pointed at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a while, this girl really had a good plan.

However, he did not choose to cause trouble, but nodded confidently.

She thought Qi Xue had found a good way, but she didn't expect that the doctor who treated her was actually a young boy. Zhao Fulong's eyes dimmed and he said nothing.

Since he got this disease a while ago, he immediately went to the provincial hospital to seek treatment from famous experts in the country. After several visits, the famous doctors were helpless. He didn't believe that a young boy could cure it.

"You are paralyzed due to spinal cord disease. It is not difficult to treat."

After a brief silence, Jiang Xiaochuan spoke leisurely, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"what?"

Hearing this, several people were stunned, especially Qi Xue and Zhang Huaien. They did not reveal to Jiang Xiaochuan what kind of disease Zhao Fulong had.

You can diagnose the condition just by looking at it. Is this a CT in the eye?

Although Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and treating, this is too outrageous.

Noticing the expressions of Qi Xue and Zhang Huaien, Zhao Fulong, who is good at observing words and expressions, immediately felt that something was unusual.

He looked a little excited and asked tentatively: "Little brother, I was rude just now. Please take a closer look. Is there any hope of curing my leg?"

"I can cure you, but I don't know if you believe me or not?"

Being slighted for no reason, although he didn't show it on the surface, he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

The more calm Jiang Xiaochuan behaves, the more Zhao Fulong feels that he has real abilities.

He nodded in agreement. Anyway, the paralysis of the leg was already certain, and no matter how he treated it, there would be no worse results. Now that he had hope, how could Zhao Fulong give up.

"Little brother, I'll leave these legs to you. If you can really cure them, I'll give you [-] yuan immediately!"

Jiang Xiaochuan originally came here for [-] yuan, but after hearing Zhao Fulong's personal promise, he didn't hesitate immediately.

He took out five silver needles from Zhang Huai'en's medicine box and asked the nanny to turn him over so that he lay prone on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xiaochuan stepped forward and lifted up Zhao Fulong's shirt. He secretly felt lucky and placed his hot hands on his back and spine.

The main reason why Zhao Fulong was paralyzed was his lumbar spine. If he blindly focused on his legs and treated randomly, it would be counterproductive.

The hot air passes through the texture of Jiang Xiaochuan's palm and reaches the lesion for repair.

The palm moved slowly, and the place it touched was so hot that it would be an exaggeration to say that there was an iron plate ironing on the body.

But in order to recover, Zhao Fulong gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhao's disease is obviously in his legs, why is he always pressing on other people's waists?"

Qi Xue whispered.

"Well, this..."

Zhang Huaien pondered for a moment, then showed a look of understanding: "Although Mr. Zhao has a leg disease, the lesion is not on the leg. When I treated the lesion before, I also put the lesion on the leg and just stuck acupuncture to stimulate the acupuncture points. Now It seems like a big mistake.”

After saying that, he stopped talking, like a statue, staring at Jiang Xiaochuan's movements.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Xiaochuan's massage technique was called, he still didn't want to miss this moment of witnessing a miracle.

It wasn't until a little sweat broke out on his head that Jiang Xiaochuan stopped, took out the prepared silver needle, and rolled his luck between his fingers.

Then the silver needle moved and pierced his Liangqiu point, one inch straight.

Then he picked up the second silver needle and inserted it into the Chengshan point. There was strength in the needle. He pushed the silver needle flat and stabbed two inches straight.

"Hiss..." Zhao Fulong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly took a breath.

"how do you feel?"

Jiang Xiaochuan raised his head and asked.

"It's a little hot...no, no, it's hemp?!"

At this time, Zhao Fulong felt a vague feeling on his legs, but he couldn't really tell what it was.

But just like this, Zhao Fulong was overjoyed, "Little brother, are my legs already... healed?"

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Xiaochuan was concentrating on getting the third injection, but was interrupted by Zhao Fulong, who sounded unhappy.

Zhao Fulong nodded quickly. At this time, he was surrounded by great joy. Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan would not let him speak, he simply closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his legs.

The third needle fell, followed by the fourth and fifth needles, which were inserted into the corresponding acupuncture points in sequence without any sloppiness.

Jiang Xiaochuan put his finger on the silver needle inserted into Liangqiu point and twisted it gently, and the other silver needles also started to tremble.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Huai'en, who was observing carefully, immediately opened his eyes wide, panting like an old cow, and did not dare to blink his eyelids for fear of missing the details.

Qi Xue was also extremely shocked. She held her breath and did not dare to make any sound for fear of affecting Jiang Xiaochuan's performance.

Jiang Xiaochuan observed Zhao Fulong's condition while using the luck needle, and found that he didn't feel any discomfort with his eyes closed and concentrated, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased.

Zhao Fulong was intoxicated by the slight numbness in his legs. Suddenly, a burning sensation came from the tip of the needle, and Zhao Fulong couldn't help but scream.

He felt that his legs were being bitten crazily by ten thousand ants, and he subconsciously curled up his legs. Although he only moved a small amount, it was enough to show that there was nothing serious.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and tapped the ends of the five needles very quickly. In an instant, the five strands of spiritual energy spread in Zhao Fulong's meridians, repairing the damage to the acupuncture points.

After doing this, he pulled out the needles one by one, and then asked Zhao Fulong to slowly lift his feet.

"Can I?"

Zhao Fulong said with some uncertainty, and then glanced at the maid at home habitually.

The burning sensation that came from his legs just now was so strong that he didn't notice his changes at all, but Zhang Huaien and Qi Xue could see it clearly.

"Uncle Zhao, your leg is fine. If you don't believe it, you can try lifting it up."

Qi Xue couldn't hide her excitement, her voice was filled with urgency.

Hearing this, Zhao Fulong mustered up his courage, exerted his strength on his legs, and his legs were hanging in the air easily.