By the way, “the Chinese restaurant!”
In that Chinese restaurant, she met that handsome little brother and took his brooch at that time.
However, little brother was too alienated and left without saying a few words. She didn’t expect to see him again.
“Who wants to see a doctor?” An Taotao looked at Min Yao and unconsciously glanced at Ji Lianjun.
“Dr. Ann, I want you to show me my son’s legs.” Min Yao said and took out a medical record from a year ago.
Antao tao took a look at it.
His original name was Ji Lianjun.
An Taotao opened the medical record and found that it did not write down his illness in detail, but only briefly wrote something about it. After turning a few pages, she closed the medical chart and said, “Please extend your hand, I will read it first.”
The words fall, her gaze fell on Ji Lian Jun, only feel that his eyes are like a puddle of stagnant water, clear, the eyebrows are warm and beautiful and meticulous, but it makes people very uncomfortable, as if they have lost some kind of anger.
An Taotao looked at Ji Lianjun while at the same time Ji Lianjun looked at her.
Although she is wearing a mask, he can feel that Dr. An is very young, younger than him, and should still be a little girl in school. Her eyes are bright and crystal clear, and the tear stain stands out, making one feel a little familiar for a moment, as if they had seen it somewhere.
Ji Lianjun looked back and soon lost interest.
An Taotao placed her hand on his pulse line. After a few minutes, she looked serious and frowned as if the situation was not optimistic.
When Yan Yao saw this, her heart immediately cooled by half. “Dr. an, is it really beyond saving?”
Ji Lianjun clutched the armrest of the wheelchair, and there was no expression on his face, but he felt cool in his heart.
“It’s hard to say, let me see your legs first.” An Taotao stood up and lift Ji Lianjun’s pants.
Ji Lianjun was surprised, and a hint of resistance appeared in his eyes. Since the accident three years ago, his legs have lost consciousness and his muscles have atrophied, so he can’t even look at his ugly legs. How can he show them to others?
At Taotao’s fingertips stiffened, and when he struggled, he finally put his hand away. “I’m a doctor, you’re a patient, and some diseases need to be seen before the right medicine can be prescribed. If you really want to cure your legs, I hope you can cooperate.”
Her voice is less sweet, more persistent and clear, making her seem more serious.
Min Yao knows why he’s so reluctant, but Dr. An is right. “Son, Dr. An is right, and mother hopes that you will get better soon.”
Ji Lian Jun lowered his gaze, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, and he didn’t fight back like before.
He didn’t speak, still tightly clutching the armrest of his wheelchair.
“Dr. Ann, my son has consented. Please show him his legs quickly.” Min Yao knowing his character, he consented without speaking or resisting.
An Taotao was suspicious and really agreed?
But without the slightest hesitation, she quickly rolled up his pants. For a moment, a pair of pale legs without blood could be seen, their muscles were atrophied, veins protruded like skeletons wrapped in human skin, which was horrible.
Such ugly legs are exposed to the air, and Ji Lianjun’s eyebrows are crumpled, and there is a hasty breath between his eyebrows and eyes.
Min Yao looked at it and secretly wiped away her tears.
Taotao didn’t feel anything. She was a healer. She had never seen cases more serious before. She looked at it closely and her eyebrows drew together. “Gunshot wounds, at least three years.”
When she heard that, Min Yao and Ji Lianjun were all surprised.
It’s a gunshot wound, but she can see it with the naked eye?
“Can Dr. Ann treat it?” Min Yao is like grasping at a life-saving straw. Her words are filled with excitement. “As long as I can save my son, I can do anything you want.”
Ji Lianjun’s fingertips trembled and finally calmed down. What about gunshot wounds? This just shows that her medical skills aren’t bad, and it’s still unknown if she can heal him.
An Taotao didn’t speak, but reached out her hand and pressed it on his leg a few times as if to confirm something. “Are you conscious here? Here, and here?”
Ji Lianjun shook his head without any consciousness.
“After three years of gunshot wounds, his legs have no consciousness, and it’s difficult to treat them.” An Taotao released her hand and frowned seriously, “However, it is not impossible to treat them. I will comb your veins with acupuncture and stimulate your bones and muscles. If you feel it well after a week, we can do the next treatment.”
When this statement came, Min Yao and Ji Lianjun froze again.
Ji Lianjun clutched the railing, and the blue veins on the back of his hand stood out as if he was trying to forbid himself something. “Dr. An, can my legs really regain consciousness?”
Min Yao covered her lips . If she really felt it, her son could stand up again .
“Theoretically, it’s fine . You should lie down for now, and I will help you with acupuncture .” An Taotao put on gloves, and when she picked up the acupuncture needle, the whole person’s temper spread out as if she was covered in a holy halo.
Min Yao immediately helped Ji Lianjun to lie down inside.
An Taotao began to place needles, and the needle method was amazing like running water.
Min Yao stared at her eyes, not daring to make a sound. Looking at her circle on Facebook, she thought that they had overdone it. How could there be such a beautiful acupuncture technique? It is estimated to be just a little more powerful.
Now that she’s seen the live version, she’s sure it’s definitely not exaggerating. It’s super amazing, just like a series of TV. Today, there are such powerful acupuncture techniques, and it is estimated that only the “acupuncture saints” of this year.