Hearing this, the expressions of Jiang Yutong's family all changed, and they all showed signs of disappointnt, knowing themselves the likelihood of a cure was almost impossible.
Due to a lack of tily treatnt in the early years and missing the optimal period for treatnt, Jiang Qihui's condition had completely deteriorated and it was simply not possible to heal. The last ti they visited the doctor, the doctor had already said, Jiang Qihui would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
So what Qin Bing said wasn't wrong, Jiang Qihui's atrophy was too severe, local muscles completely necrotic, impossible to be cured.
"If it can't be cured, let it be. After all, I'm fine with this, eating and drinking every day, not having to do anything, and enjoying myself," laughed Jiang Qihui, seemingly nonchalant. But Jiang Yutong and the others knew he was just comforting them.
Who would choose to be disabled if they could be healthy?
anwhile, Wang Wanjun was constantly wiping away her tears, lanting the harsh fate of her family of three.
Qin Bing couldn't help but sigh, thinking she had been too naive, not realizing the severity of Jiang Qihui's condition. If she had known, she wouldn't have co, so as not to have given Jiang Qihui and the others hope only to plunge them into despair.
"Who says it can't be cured?" It was at this mont that Hao Jian suddenly spoke up.
Jiang Yutong and the others were all startled, staring intently at him.
"You have a way?" Qin Bing also exclaid in surprise. Could it be that Hao Jian had a thod?
"Just because you can't, doesn't an I can't," said Hao Jian with a confident smile, then took out a box of silver needles from his pocket and walked towards Jiang Qihui.
Jiang Yutong and the others looked at Hao Jian with puzzled faces, all wanting to know how he intended to treat Jiang Qihui's disease.
Hao Jian took a deep breath, and the silver needles in his hand quickly fell towards Jiang Qihui's legs.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
More than a dozen silver needles swiftly covered Jiang Qihui's thighs and calves, his speed so quick that it dazzled Jiang Yutong and the others.
"Do you feel anything here?" Hao Jian pinched one of the needles.
"No," Jiang Qihui shook his head with a bitter smile.
"And here?" Hao Jian pinched another needle.
"Still nothing," replied Jiang Qihui.
Seeing this, Jiang Yutong and her daughter also beca disheartened, realizing things were not as simple as they had thought.
"What about here?"
"Ah, yes, I feel sothing!" Jiang Qihui suddenly cried out in great joy and amazent.
At those words, Jiang Yutong and Wang Wanjun's faces lit up, staring closely at Hao Jian.
"What feeling?" asked Hao Jian with a smile.
"It's warm, tingling, and even a bit painful. I haven't felt this sensation in years!" Jiang Qihui was astounded, for ever since his paralysis, his legs had lost all sensation, feeling like they weren't his own. But now, after so many years, his legs finally regained sensation.
Jiang Qihui was as excited as a child, for he finally saw the hope of standing up again!
Jiang Yutong and Wang Wanjun couldn't help but have tears brimming in their eyes; Jiang Qihui's health had always been a concern for the family. Now seeing his legs responding, they were both excited and anxious.
"Not bad, the situation isn't too terrible," Hao Jian retrieved his needles one by one.
"Teacher, can you really cure my dad?" Yutong asked Hao Jian, full of hope.
Hao Jian nodded, "I'll co again tomorrow. When I needle your dad next, combine it with the dicinal soak I'll prepare for him. Just give it a month, and he'll be able to stand up again."
"My God, are you serious?" Jiang Yutong looked incredulously at Hao Jian. So many doctors had been at a loss regarding her father's illness, and now Hao Jian claid he could cure her father in just a month? This was unbelievable.
"Silly girl, there are many mysteries in Traditional Chinese dicine that you can't understand. Just study well, and you will co to appreciate its power in ti," Hao Jian said with a smile.
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"Let's eat, or the dishes will get cold," Wang Wanjun hurriedly said, relieved to have one less thing to worry about. Her smile seed to grow a little wider.
"Mr. Hao Jian, I toast to you!" At the dinner table, Jiang Qihui had still not recovered from his excitent and kept toasting Hao Jian.
"Drink less, your legs aren't even fully recovered, and you're already drinking so much," Wang Wanjun chided him.
"It's okay, I'm happy today!" Jiang Qihui laughed boisterously, clinking glasses with Hao Jian repeatedly.
anwhile, Jiang Yutong and Wang Wanjun kept serving Hao Jian dishes until his bowl was piled high, leaving him sowhat amused and exasperated.
"Bang bang bang."
Suddenly, a series of vigorous knocks on the door interrupted the harmonious gathering.
"Who could be visiting at this hour?" Wang Wanjun said, sowhat displeased. They had rarely been so happy, and now soone had to co and spoil the mood.
"I'll get the door!" Jiang Qihui chuckled and wheeled himself to answer it.
"Bang!"
But no sooner had Jiang Qihui opened the door than a foot kicked in, knocking him to the ground!
"Dad!"
"Old Jiang!"
Jiang Yutong and Wang Wanjun exclaid anxiously, both visibly distressed.
Imdiately, several burly n walked in, led by one particularly striking figure with his dark skin, looking like an unusually smart gorilla. He wore a thick gold chain around his neck as thick as a thumb, and his arms boasted tattoos of a green dragon and a white tiger. Chewing betel nut on one side of his mouth while a cigarette hung from the other, he had a decidedly rough aura all about him.
Hao Jian and Qin Bing both frowned at the sa ti; it was clear at a glance that this group was not to be trifled with.
Jiang Yutong and Wang Wanjun's expressions also soured at the sight of this man.
Seeing this, Hao Jian quickly asked, "Jiang Yutong, who is this guy?"
"His na is Liu Tongsheng. He's a distant cousin, my dad's cousin," Jiang Yutong said with so difficulty.
This left Hao Jian and Qin Bing even more puzzled. If he was Jiang Qihui's distant cousin, why would he treat Jiang Qihui like this?
At that mont, Liu Tongsheng was standing on Jiang Qihui's chest, laughing with fury. "Jiang Qihui, why did you take so long to open the door? Sick of living, are you?"
"Cousin, I... I didn't know it was you," Jiang Qihui could only offer a forced smile, appearing sowhat fearful, knowing well that Liu Tongsheng was a tough character, not to be taken lightly.
"Heh, you crippled fool," Liu Tongsheng said with contempt.
Jiang Qihui's face fell, awash with embarrassnt but he dared not retort.
"Wow, the food looks good. Does that an you can pay back now?" Liu Tongsheng looked toward the dinner table and broke into a sinister laugh.
"Money? We paid you back a long ti ago!" Jiang Yutong raised her voice, clearly displaying her disdain for Wang Wanjun.
"Oh, I haven't seen you in a while, little niece Yutong. You've grown more and more attractive," Liu Tongsheng said with a lewd laugh as his greedy eyes swept up and down Jiang Yutong's figure.
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