Chapter 111

An Taotao looks down at her eyes.

It used to be Ji Lianjun. It's a nice name.

An Taotao opened the medical record and found that there was no detailed disease written on it, just a little sketch. She turned over a few pages and closed the medical record card, saying: "please put your hand out, I'll read it first."

When she said that, she only thought his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. They were clear, warm and delicate, but they were uncomfortable, as if they had lost some kind of anger.

At the same time, Antao looks at Ji Lianjun, who is also looking at her.

Although wearing a mask, I can feel that doctor an is very young, younger than him. She should be a little girl in school. Her eyes are bright and crystal, and the mole of tears at present stands out, which makes people feel a little familiar for a moment, as if they have seen it somewhere.

Ji took his eyes back and soon became uninterested.

An Taotao put her hand on his pulse line. After a few minutes, she looked serious and frowned. It seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

Seeing this, Minyao's heart suddenly cools. "Doctor an, is it really hopeless?"

Ji Lianyun was clasped to the armrest of the wheelchair, but he had no expression on his face, but he felt cool in his heart. Was it still not possible?

"No, let me see your legs first." An Taotao stands up and tries to open Ji Lianyun's trousers.

Ji Lianyun was shocked, and there was a sense of resistance in his eyes. Since the accident three years ago, his legs have lost consciousness and his muscles have shrunk. How can he show the ugly legs to others even if he dare not see them himself?

An Taotao's fingertip is stiff. Seeing his resistance, he finally puts his hand down. "I'm a doctor. You're a patient. You need to see some diseases before you can cure them. If you really want to see your legs, I hope you can cooperate."

Her voice is a little less sweet and sticky, a little more persistent and clear, but also makes her whole person look more serious.

Minyao knows why he resists so much, but Dr. an is right, "son, Dr. an is right, and mom hopes you can get better soon."

Ji Lianjun lowered his eyes, and there was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, and he did not resist as much as before.

He didn't speak, still clutching the armrest of the wheelchair.

"Doctor an, my son has agreed. Please show him his legs." Minyao knew his character, he didn't say anything but agreed.

Under the heart of an Tao, she doubts, and really agrees?

But without any hesitation, she quickly rolled up his trouser legs. For a moment, a pair of pale legs without any blood color, and the muscles were atrophied, showing the root and tendons, just like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, which was very shocking.

Such ugly legs were exposed in the air. Ji Lianjun frowned, and there was a more indifferent atmosphere between his eyebrows and eyes.

Minyao took a look and secretly wiped her tears.

An Tao Tao didn't feel anything. She was a doctor. She didn't see any big waves. She looked at her eyes carefully and frowned more tightly. "At least for three years."

Hearing this, min yao and Ji Lianjun were both surprised.

Can she see the injury with the naked eye?

"Can Dr. Naan treat it?" Minyao is just like grasping any life-saving straw, his words are full of excitement, "as long as I can save my son, no matter what I am asked to do."

Ji Lianyun's fingertips vibrated and finally returned to peace. What can you see? It can only be said that her medical skills are good, and whether he can be cured is still unknown.

An Taotao didn't speak, just reached out and pinched him on the leg for a few times, as if to confirm what, "is there consciousness here? Here, and here? "

Ji Lianjun shakes his head. He doesn't feel anything at all.

"After three years of injury, there is no sensation in the legs. It's difficult to treat." An Taotao loosened his hand, frowned and said seriously, "but it's not impossible to treat it. I'll give you acupuncture first to clear the veins and stimulate the muscles and bones. If you have consciousness in a week, we can carry out the next treatment."

Minyao and Ji Lianyun were stunned again.

Ji Lianyun grabs the handrail to death, and the blue tendons on the back of his hand burst out like he was holding on to something. "Doctor an, can my legs really regain consciousness?"

Minyao covered her lips and couldn't speak out for a moment. If she had consciousness, her son would be able to stand up again.

"Theoretically, it's OK. Go lie down inside first. I'll help you with acupuncture." An Taotao put on gloves. When he picked up the acupuncture needle, the temperament of the whole person spread out like a holy halo.

Minyao immediately helps Ji Lianjun to lie down in it.

An Taotao begins to apply needles, which are like flowing water and clouds.

Minyao's eyes were wide and she didn't dare to make a sound. At that time, when she saw the circle of friends, she thought they were exaggerating. How could there be such a beautiful acupuncture technique? I guess it's just a little bit more powerful.

Now when she saw the live version, she was sure that it was not exaggeration, but exaggeration. Super astonishment is like shooting TV dramas. Today, there is such a powerful acupuncture technique, which is estimated to be only the "acupuncture sage" of that year.

It's said that his ancestors are all royal doctors, and this dance like acupuncture technique has been passed down from generation to generation. It's lost when it's passed down to the generation of "acupuncture sage". Because he hasn't married yet and has children, he soon retired and disappeared. No one knows where he is.

Otherwise, Ji's leg disease will not last for three years!

Compared with Minyao's shock, Ji Lianjun was still calm, but there was a wave in his heart, but it soon disappeared.

After acupuncture, Antoine put down his trouser leg. "How do you feel now?"

Ji Lianyun returned to the dead silence again, but his voice was as clear and pleasant as running water, "without any feeling."

Minyao helps Ji Lianjun up and sits back in his wheelchair.

"It's certain that I'm unconscious now, but I think I'll be unconscious in a week. Come back to me in a week." With that, Antoine wrote down a prescription on the paper.

It's a prescription to stimulate muscles and bones. It's more effective with the acupuncture just now.

"This is the prescription. With my acupuncture just now, you can get twice the result with half the effort." An Taotao asks Zhou Mi to take the medicine.

Zhou Mi was still immersed in the beauty of the man. After returning to his senses, he immediately took the medicine.

"Thank you very much, Dr. Ann. I will certainly supervise his drinking." Minyao takes the medicine bag and looks at Ji Lianjun. He knows his son's urination. He used to be very good, but now he is more and more rebellious.

Throw away the medicine or anything. Don't take it.

Now as long as there is a little hope, it can't come from his temperament.

Ji Lianyun lowered his eyes and closed his lips.

An Taotao looks at Ji Lianjun subconsciously. It's true that people can't look good. Such a gentle and alienated little brother even doesn't drink medicine. He's really a troublemaker.

"Please be sure to supervise him. The medicine can't be broken." "An Tao Tao is putting a face, say especially seriously.