Chapter 64: There Is Hope for a Cure

Luo Ziling felt the trust from the old man's loud laugh and the soft look in his eyes, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart. He squatted down beside the old man and said in a very sincere tone: "Let me examine you first. , and then consider what treatment plan to use.”

"Okay!" The old man agreed without hesitation.

"Go back to your room!" Luo Ziling suggested in a low voice.

"Bring me back to the room," the old man agreed to Luo Ziling's request without any hesitation, and asked two full-time nurses to carry him back to the room.

Lin Lan also hurried forward to help, Luo Ziling was naturally embarrassed to stand idly by in front of the women.

So, together, several people carried the old man to the room on the first floor.

The room on the first floor is very spacious, with a living room, a study and a bedroom. It should be the usual residence of the elderly.

The old man has lost the ability to move physically, and it is inconvenient to live upstairs, so he can only be arranged on the first floor. This is what Luo Ziling thinks in his heart.

The residence of the old man is not luxurious, it can even be described as simple, from this we can see the old man's life style.

After carrying the old man into the house and moving him to the wide wooden bed, Luo Ziling ordered to untie the old man's clothes and pull up the wide trousers.

Two nurses quickly unbuttoned the old man's clothes, and after pulling up his pants, Luo Ziling gasped.

There were countless scars on the old man's body, as if he had been hacked indiscriminately with a knife.

Seeing the wounds on the old man's body, Luo Ziling couldn't help but think of Lin Lan's body. This woman also had many scars on her body.

What the hell is going on with these people? Why are there so many scars, do they often fight with people?

Luo Ziling also quickly believed his deduction, because Lin Lan had a gun in her hand when she was injured, and the gunshot wound on her body.

But he was a little puzzled, it was a time of peace, how could there be so many battles?

"Are you scared?" Seeing Luo Ziling staring at the scars on his body, the old man laughed again, "I don't know if you have heard that scars are the best honor for soldiers. The pride of a soldier is our lifetime honor."

Luo Ziling pursed his mouth twice, but finally said nothing.

He totally disagreed with the old man's words. Why do you say that scars are the honor of soldiers?

A beautiful woman like Lin Lan has suffered so many injuries, what can she be proud of?

As a woman, you need to have smooth skin and healthy body. There are scars all over your body. How do you dress in summer so as not to scare people?

Luo Ziling also believed that even in summer, Lin Lan would not wear short-sleeved short skirts, because she had scars on her arms, chest, and back, some of which were quite scary. He once again thought about the idea of ​​completely removing Lin Lan's scars. Such a beautiful woman with so many scars on her body hurts her heart just thinking about it, let alone seeing it.

Talk to Lin Lan about it later, and ask her if she wants treatment.

After careful inspection for a while, Luo Ziling also came to a preliminary conclusion.

"It should be due to the previous poisoning, multiple serious injuries that were not treated in time, and the sequelae caused by the lack of perfect treatment. The nerve and muscle tissue were damaged, the poison caused the nerve conduction to be blocked, the movement of the limbs was hindered, and the muscles slowly atrophied. As a result, I can’t move my hands and feet now.” He told the old man and Lin Lan who was waiting beside him the results of his examination.

"The results of the examination are similar to those of other doctors," the old man praised Luo Ziling, "You didn't use modern equipment to check, but you can find out the cause by looking, smelling and asking, which is better than them."

"Can it be cured?" Lin Lan asked in a low voice.

She herself also forgot what she told Luo Ziling before she came to tell him not to talk.

"I can't guarantee it, I can only do my best." Although Luo Ziling already had a preliminary treatment plan and a certain degree of self-confidence, he did not dare to speak out.

In medical affairs, accidents often happen.

He didn't want to be underestimated by Lin Lan after boasting to Haikou, but he couldn't do it, and then punished by the old man and his subordinates.

This is a group of biàn tài soldiers, he is afraid of them.

"I know, you have some confidence in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't say that." The old man laughed as if he understood Luo Ziling's thoughts: "You can rest assured and treat it, even if it doesn't work in the end, I won't blame you. And don't allow them to blame you."

Luo Ziling was completely relieved by the old man's words.

"I will do my best," he promised again, and encouraged the old man: "Senior has a good mentality, which is a very important condition for physical recovery; also, senior is willing to cooperate with the treatment and work hard to reduce my psychological burden. Less worries will be more beneficial to the treatment. If I was only 10% sure of the treatment before just now, now I am at least 20% sure."

"Then when will the treatment start?" After hearing Luo Ziling's words, Lin Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The communication between the old and the young is very harmonious, which is the first time in history.

In the past, when doctors came to treat shǒu cháng, they always made troubles.

Those doctors acted tremblingly, frightened by the majesty of the shǒu cháng, they dared not say anything, and they were timid in doing things, let alone taking any aggressive measures. Shǒu cháng has a bad temper and yells at every turn. The blood pressure of several leading medical practitioners increased after being scolded by him, and he fainted at the treatment site. Later, shǒu cháng hated treatment, and when doctors came to examine him, they all rudely refused.

She boldly proposed to let Luo Ziling come to help with the treatment. She didn't have much confidence and confidence at first, but now she knows that her bold proposal is very wise, and there is hope for a cure for shǒu cháng's disease.

Of course, just hope.

"I'll start the treatment now," Luo Ziling asked two escorts to wipe the old man's body with wet water, and began to prepare for the treatment himself.

The combination of acupuncture, massage and medicine is the best choice to treat this disease. Luo Ziling is going to use his own acupuncture and moxibustion to start the treatment.

After asking Lin Lan to prepare alcohol, warm water and a cloth to wipe his hands, Luo Ziling took out the silver needle he had brought.

The silver needles he used for acupuncture were specially made by his grandfather, and they are different from those used by ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners. The difference in length and toughness is very large. When making silver needles, some special things are mixed into it.

As for what was mixed in, Luo Ziling didn't know, it was Grandpa's secret.

After sterilizing the silver needle with alcohol, Luo Ziling moistened his hands with warm water, dried his hands, and began to gently massage the old man's knees.

After a while of massaging, the skin on that part became slightly rosy, not as dry as before. Luo Ziling picked up a silver needle, and quickly pierced it into the old man's knee joint with lightning speed.

The speed at which Luo Ziling used the needle was so fast that even Lin Lan, who was always good at speed, was taken aback.

This kid's skills are definitely not simple.

It seems that medical skills are not simple, maybe it can really bring surprises to everyone.

Thinking of this, Lin Lan couldn't help but feel happy.