Chapter 9

At noon, when Fang Bai returned home, his mother, Myrica rubra, had prepared the meal and waited for him.

"Mom, can you bring some meat to cook in the future?"

While eating, Fang Bai looked at the two dishes of vegetables and a dish of pickled vegetables on the table, scratched his head and said, "it's better to have beef and mutton Well, I've been exercising recently to replenish my energy. "

His physical training plan has begun, and the intensity will gradually increase in the future. With the improvement of his physique, his appetite will certainly increase greatly, especially meat to supplement his physical strength.

Red Bayberry and her husband Fang Gang looked at each other, looking gloomy.

"Are you tired of eating meat every day? Well We'll eat it once every three days

Red bayberry said, her eyes slightly red and sighed.

It's not that she doesn't want her son to eat more meat. It's because the family is in short supply, so she has to figure out how to make a living. If, as her son said, there is beef and mutton to eat, the family will not be able to survive.

Fang Bai finished the rice in the bowl and then filled it with a large bowl. He said with a smile, "Mom, there is no money at home, right? This is no problem. I'll try to make money later. You can buy meat and cook it for me

Waxberry a Zheng: "where do you a student go to earn money?"

"Fang Bai, although our family is poor, we should be poor and have backbone. We must never do those evil things!" Fang Gang solemnly said.

"Don't worry, Dad. I won't do bad things."

After dinner, waxberry goes to wash the dishes. Fang Bai and his father Fang Gang are sitting in the courtyard chatting.

"Dad, I have been studying the ancient medical books in my family recently, and I have some insight into acupuncture and massage. I think it's very hopeful that you can get up again with acupuncture and massage

A moment later, Fang Bai squatted in front of his father, observed his legs and said slowly.

"Well, look at those ancient medical books at home. But my leg Oh, it can't be cured! So many famous doctors in China say that they can't... "

Fang Gang shook his head and waved his hands. His tone was full of sadness.

"Dad, I'll give you some massage when I'm free. You can see how I do it."

Fang Bai said and folded up his sleeves and pushed his hands on his father's legs.

"I think I have a talent for medicine Oh, I'm talking about traditional Chinese medicine. My acupuncture and massage are all self-taught Dad, I want to open a traditional Chinese Medicine Museum in the city like you. What do you think? "

Fang Bai massaged his father.

Fang Gang looked down at his son's massage. At first, he didn't care much about it, but then he looked dignified.

My son's massage is not a novice at all, but like an old Chinese doctor with decades of experience in practicing medicine. He is skilled in kneading and pushing. Unfortunately, his legs are unconscious and he can't feel the weight and strength of his massage. It's a pity.

"Are you really self-taught?"

Fang Gang looked at his son, as if he didn't know him at all. His face was incredible.

Fang Gang knew that his son mainly studied western medicine in medical college, but unexpectedly he taught himself traditional Chinese medicine. For Fang Gang, who was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, he was overjoyed and sighed with emotion.

Fang Bai nodded and said with a smile, "Dad, can I get through this massage?"

Fang Gang said, "OK! It's OK! Better than me If you are good at light gravity, it's OK to open a massage hall! But... "

He turned his voice and said, "you'd better learn from your western medicine. Don't think about opening a Chinese Medicine Museum Alas, the traditional Chinese medicine is in the end now, and there is no way out no matter how well you learn it I am an example... "

Fang Bai didn't argue. He found the box of silver needles found in his room last night, rolled his father's trouser legs above his knees and said, "Dad, how about trying my self-taught acupuncture technique again..."

Fang Gang watched his son prick the poisoned silver needles into his legs one by one. He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "good boy, you are going to test my body! All right, my leg is useless anyway. You can toss about it

In a blink of an eye, the silver needle has been inserted into Fanggang's Quchi, Hegu, Zhongwan, Zusanli and other acupoints without any deviation.

"Well, depending on your needling technique, acupuncture is better than me. Good boy, it's hard for you

Fang Gang praised his son's acupuncture and massage skills, which were beyond the reach of some old Chinese medicine practitioners for many years.

"If my son really opens a Chinese Medicine Museum and we fight together, maybe the business will be very good However, Fang Bai will definitely object to it Alas... "

Fang Gang was in a trance for a long time. Suddenly, he felt a heat flow as thin as a needle thread into his body, and quickly ran to the damaged spinal nerve of his waist.

Stimulated by the heat flow, Fang Gang felt that his legs, which had been paralyzed for several months, suddenly felt like an over current, which made him feel numb and painful.

Although this kind of feeling is very slight, and is transient, but let Fang Gang ecstatic."Dad, did you feel numbness and pain in your legs just now?"

"Well."

Seeing his son's hand twirling the silver needle and smiling at himself, Fang Gang suddenly burst into tears.

Fang Bai knew why his father was so excited.

After the car accident that paralyzed my father a few months ago, the family didn't spend less money and the doctors looked for him, hoping that his father would be able to stand up and walk again. However, it was a great disappointment.

Almost all the doctors told their father: you can only spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.

My father didn't believe it at first, but after trying all kinds of treatments, his legs were still unconscious, and finally he was completely desperate.

But now, he just used a few small silver needles, let his father in a few months later, again experienced that kind of long lost numbness pain feeling, how can he not cry with joy?

As an old Chinese medicine practitioner for many years, Fang Gang knew that the sensation of his legs was an excellent sign, indicating that his legs could be cured.

"Dad, I will massage and acupuncture for you at noon every day. Maybe after three or five months, you will be able to stand up again like a normal person."

Seeing his father's excited snot and tears, Fang Bai took up the silver needle and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help laughing.

Although the time of acupuncture and massage just now is not long, Fang Bai's spirit and spirit are consumed greatly. He seems to have run a marathon, and he feels like he is about to collapse.

"What are you father and son doing?"

Myrica rubra busy in the kitchen after going to the hospital, see her son squatting in front of her husband's wheelchair, two people a cry and a smile, can not help feeling strange.

Fang Gang took a wet towel from his son, wiped his face hard, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wife, I didn't believe in genius in this world before, but now I believe it

"God talks I don't understand what you're talking about. "

"Our son is a genius."

"That's, not to see who gave birth to a son!"

"If our son transfers to traditional Chinese medicine, he will open a Chinese Medicine Museum after graduation..."

"Stop! Fang Gang, I won't let my son go your old way! What to learn, you can't let him learn Chinese medicine! "

"What's wrong with TCM? Chinese medicine has hope to cure my leg... "

"Your legs? Wait What's going on? "

"Hey, our son..."

Fang Bai can guess what his parents will say next, but he has no heart to listen.

He turned into his room and hid in bed. He began to recover his exhausted spirit by running the "dragon, tiger and lion" skill.

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