At the same time, Xiao Qiang was surprised. At least he now knows that Jiutian Xuanyu's ability to treat injuries has been greatly improved. He can really use medicine to treat complicated diseases like Zhang Wenkui. Does this not mean that many intractable serious diseases can be cured by his ability?

Of course, the blood clot melted smoothly, and the spine wound healed completely, but Xiao Qiang didn't stop so soon. After all, it took only a few minutes. If he announced that he had cured Zhang Wenkui's disease and solved the problem that so many experts and professors in authoritative hospitals could not solve, it would inevitably cause shock in the medical field. Because of his low-key personality, he didn't want to be the target of public criticism, so he just pretended to do it and began to massage slowly, with a serious and dignified expression on his face.

Zhang Wenqi saw Xiao Qiang suddenly start massage, thought that this is just the beginning of his father's treatment, nervous heart mentioned the throat, always in a state of mental tension. But in fact, Zhang Wenkui's illness has been cured. Xiao Qiang is acting!

So he gently massaged for more than an hour until Xiao Qiang was almost asleep. Then he stopped his hand and forced himself to yawn. "After the treatment, Mr. Zhang, through my ancestral massage technique, has helped you to melt the blood clots in your spine, And through the special point method, the ablated congestion flows out from the gap of the spine to the blood vessels, and is guided to the kidney. After a while, it can be discharged through urine

Zhang Wenkui was a little flustered when he heard this. He hesitated. After the meeting, he doubted, "Xiao Qiang, I haven't understood this for a long time. Is my disease cured or not?"

Xiao Qiang said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, how do you usually get more pain from this disease?"

"It's very easy. For example, when I bend down violently, it hurts a lot. When I carry heavy objects, it also hurts a lot. Sometimes I sweat when I twist my waist." Zhang Wenkui's disease has plagued him for decades, and he can't be more familiar with it.

"OK, you can try it now. Will it hurt?" Xiao Qiang smiles confidently.

"Dad, please don't move. If the old injury recurres, it will be troublesome." Next to Zhang Wenqi, Zhang said, "did you forget that last time you got into the hospital because you turned too fast? Don't try

Zhang Wenkui glared at Zhang Wenqi. Ignoring his son's words, he stood up and twisted his body. However, he was also very cautious and didn't exert too much force at the beginning. Indeed, the shadow of sending him to the hospital was still in his heart. However, after such a slight twist, he soon showed incredible surprise.

"It seems... Nothing's wrong?" Zhang Wenkui's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that he twisted his waist this time. Zhang Wenqi was about to stop him, but he found that his father made a more incredible move. He bent down and bent to the end!

"It's over!" Zhang Wenqi cried out in agony, and rushed forward to help his father. But at this time, the situation that made him dumbfounded appeared. Zhang Wenkui stood up straight again in his sight close to his waist and abdomen!

"This... This is not possible!" Zhang Wenqi lost his voice and muttered to himself. In the face of his father's series of actions, he was completely shocked! You know, his father Zhang Wenkui used to be extremely difficult to twist his body, but today he can bend over and is still safe. It's really like the sun is coming out from the West!

"Mr. Zhang, how do you feel?" Xiao Qiang confidently stood aside and asked.

"Good, great! My spine... Has no pain at all Zhang Wenkui was so excited that his voice trembled. Like Zhang Wenqi, he couldn't believe his current state!

"No pain, that proves that my massage works. Congratulations to Mr. Zhang, you can get rid of the pain from now on." Xiao Qiang said with a smile, "of course, if you don't believe it, I suggest you go to the hospital immediately to take a film for examination. I think the final diagnosis of the hospital will make you ecstatic."

"Ha ha, Xiao Qiang, if you are really a miracle doctor, my choice is really right!" Zhang Wenkui came over excitedly, patted Xiao Qiang on the shoulder and said, "what kind of hospital are you going to? I've been to the hospital countless times in my life for this spinal problem, but what's the effect? But what about you? Just give me a massage for more than an hour to cure the disease. If you are a master among the people, you are a miracle doctor again

"Mr. Zhang is flattered. I learned my massage skills from experts, and not all diseases can be cured." Xiao Qiang doesn't want to wear the hat of a miracle doctor on his head. He said with a smile, "but I hope Mr. Zhang can keep this secret for me. I don't want to be surrounded by those experts and professors."

"Don't worry, I know. You're a hermit. I know it." Zhang Wenkui recovered from his old illness and was in a very good mood. He said gratefully, "Xiao Qiang, I really thank you for treating me. Maybe it's a little help for you, but for me, it's no less than my parents! You are my great benefactor. I really don't know how to thank you. Gift giving is too conventional. Do you have anything I can do for you? As long as I can do it, I will do it! "

"Mr. Zhang, look at what you said. It's fate that we can know each other. I regard you as a respected elder and treat your illness for you. That's right." Xiao Qiang said that he deliberately said seriously, "but if you have to draw a clear line with me and understand the accounts so thoroughly, it can only show that you treat me as an outsider in the exchange of interests. In this way, I will be very sad."

"This..." Zhang Wenkui said with a wry smile when he heard this, "look at me, I've lived so long, but I don't even have this consciousness. You're right. It hurts to talk about material matters between friends and relatives. OK, I'll keep this kindness in mind. Xiao Xiao, if you don't mind, just call me grandfather Sheng Gan. I'll recognize you as a grandson! "

Xiao Qiang was startled. This old man Zhang Wenkui really knows how to play, so he changed his mind to recognize him as a grandson? Is there any mistake? He doesn't even know the origin of Zhang's family, so it's not good for him to get on the shelves like this?

I think so, but Xiao Qiang didn't have too much unwillingness. After all, it's just to recognize a dry grandfather, not to change his name. Besides, Zhang Wenkui is a good man for him. It's stupid not to do such a good thing!

After thinking about it, Xiao Qiang had a thick face and said in a voice with a smile, "I'm going to climb up, boy!"

"Ha ha, good, good grandson! What's the difference between you and me? Although we are very different in age, we are really congenial. We forget our old friends and talk about our feelings. We have no interest disputes. What's the point of belittling ourselves? " Zhang Wenkui said with a smile, suddenly his eyes fell on his son Zhang Wenqi, and he said, "well, although I'm old, my eyes are OK?"

Zhang Wenqi showed an embarrassed smile, Xiao Qiang really cured his father's spondylosis, the fact is in front of him, he really does not have the ability to refute, can only reluctantly nodded, "Dad, ginger is still old spicy, I admit that I look wrong."