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The elderly couple on the side saw this scene just now, and now seeing that the two of them actually used their son as a tool for betting, the middle-aged man immediately shouted angrily: "My son is not a tool for you to bet, if you want to bet, don't use my son's illness to mess around!" After speaking, the middle-aged man picked up the boy without waiting for Chen Fan to walk to the counter, and said to the woman beside him: "Wife, let's go!" ”

"Wait!" Chen Fan hurriedly blocked the couple's way.

Seeing Chen Fan blocking in front, the middle-aged man couldn't help frowning and said, "Get out of the way!" I have made it very clear what I just said. ”

Chen Fan said: "This eldest brother, although your son's illness is not a major illness, but it is not a minor illness or a small pain, I see that your son has been suffering from this disease for at least a year, if it is not urgently treated, your son's left knee will be useless, I think you don't want your son to live a life with crutches since he was a child!" ”

Chen Fan's words touched the middle-aged man very much, if the young man in front of him said true, then his son's future would be ruined, but the young man's age made him very uneasy, and he couldn't help asking: "Can you really cure my son's illness?" ”

"Hmm!" Chen Fan nodded affirmatively and said, "As long as you let me smelt, I will definitely be able to smelt well!" ”

"Good!" The man nodded, and put the little boy in his arms back on the counter, he didn't know why he believed the young man in front of him, maybe because the confidence and sincerity in the boy's eyes moved him.

In full view of everyone, Chen Fan finally reached out to check on the little boy.

"Big brother, you look so beautiful!" The little boy hasn't said a word since he came in, maybe because he has had this strange disease since he was a child, and he is a little autistic in his heart, but he doesn't know why he saw Chen Fan taking his pulse, and the little boy suddenly opened his mouth at this time.

The little boy's words made Chen Fan blush a little, it was the first time he had heard someone praise himself like this, and he smiled at the moment: "You are also very good-looking!" ”

A smile appeared on the little boy's painful face, and he said, "Big brother, can you really smelt Xiaojie?" ”

"Hmm!" Chen Fan nodded and said, "Xiaojie, don't worry, my brother will definitely be able to smelt you!" ”

"That's great!" Xiaojie shouted happily and continued: "Big brother, you may not know that since I got this strange disease, my parents didn't let me go out to play, and now I don't even let my parents go to school, and I stay at home all day and let people take care of me, it's really uncomfortable!" ”

The innocence of the little boy made Chen Fan smile and said: "Then Xiaojie can rest assured, after today, you will soon be able to go to school and play everywhere as normal as ordinary people!" ”

Seeing that Chen Fan had finished checking on his son, the man hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, can you really cure my son's illness?" ”

Chen Fan nodded and said, "This big brother, don't worry!" Your son's illness is a bit serious, but I'm sure I'll get better. ”

"Humph! Don't say it so surely, there is no way out when you save it. Feng Youcai on the side sneered coldly.

"You don't have to worry about it, you better take care of yourself first, don't lose and don't admit it when the time comes!" Chen Fan responded to Feng Youcai unceremoniously, and then said to Xiaojie's father: "This eldest brother, is Xiaojie born with a weak body?" ”

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded, recalling: "Xiaojie has been very weak since he was born, and he will be out of breath even if he walks a few more steps, and he has seen many doctors and don't know the reason, so we have to buy more supplements to make up for him, and when he was six years old, his knee hurt from time to time, and this pain seemed to be fatal, and he couldn't find out what the cause was after taking him to see the doctor." After speaking, the middle-aged man asked, "Little brother, do you know what the reason is?" ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, Chen Fan probably knew what the reason was, and nodded immediately, "Xiaojie got the mutated crane knee wind, the normal crane knee wind is due to improper regulation, loss of foot three yin meridians, and the evil of wind and cold is caused by taking advantage of the void, so that the muscles are thinning day by day, and the limbs are cramping, and for a long time, the knees are big and the legs are thin, like the knees of the crane." ”

Speaking of this, Chen Fan looked at Xiao Jie's knees that were no different from ordinary people but often ached, and said: "And Xiao Jie is caused by congenital endowment, weak kidney qi, and cold condensation between knees, so he will not learn the redness, swelling and heat of the joints like normal crane knee wind." ”

"So you can really make a good deal of my son?" When the middle-aged man saw that Chen Fan was right, he was a little excited, knowing that after his son got this disease, he didn't even have the heart to work.

"Didn't I say that I am sure that I will cure this disease!" Crane knee wind is a chronic wasting disease, which belongs to the category of "paralysis" in traditional Chinese medicine. And although what Xiaojie got was a mutated crane knee wind, Chen Fan was still sure that it would be good.

"It's a good thing to say, why don't you do it yet? Do you just say that you won't do it? Feng Youcai on the side came over in a basin of cold water, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Chen Fan glanced at Feng Youcai in disgust, and said directly: "Didn't your mother teach you, it's rude to interrupt other conversations?" ”

"You ......" Chen Fan's words made Feng Youcai's lungs explode, he pointed at Chen Fan, then calmed down, and said with a sarcastic smile: "I don't have the same knowledge as you country boy, you are deliberately delaying time!" Saying that, Feng Youcai put on a condescending look and continued: "If you don't understand, you beg me now, maybe I'm in a good mood, and I might even help you." ”

Chen Fan really had never seen such a shameless person, obviously he didn't understand, but he still had the face to say such a thing, and at the same time, he didn't want to pay attention to such a shameless person, so he bent down and said softly to Xiaojie: "Xiaojie, my brother wants to help you heal your illness, it may be a little painful, if you can't help it, you can shout." ”

Xiao Jie nodded and said, "Big brother, you do it, Xiao Jie is not afraid of pain!" Dad said that the one who can endure the hardships is the real man, Xiaojie is a man, so Xiaojie will not be afraid of pain. ”

Looking at Xiao Jie's still somewhat childish face with a hint of firmness, Chen Fan couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and praised: "Xiao Jie is really a good boy, that big brother can do it." ”

As he spoke, Chen Fan pressed the thumbs of both hands on Xiaojie's left knee at the two acupuncture points of the calf's nose and Yangling Spring, and said in his mouth: "Brother do it." ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Jie nodded firmly.

Seeing Xiaojie nodding, Chen Fan's thumb pressed down hard, and his hands kept changing various movements.

"Ahh Xiao Jie, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but scream at the sharp pain in his knees, and his childish face was full of painful expressions, which made the middle-aged man and his wife on the side feel very heartbroken, and they couldn't help but comfort: "Xiaojie, you have to endure it, it'll be fine for a while!" Then I saw the middle-aged man say worriedly: "Little brother, can you really smelt Xiaojie like this?" ”

"Hmm!" Chen Fan just nodded and did not answer the middle-aged man's question, and his hands kept wandering back and forth in various acupoints on Xiaojie's left knee.

At this time, Xiaojie screamed in pain, attracting the guests and employees in the "Spring and Hall", and couldn't help but surround him curiously, when he saw that the field was just a ten-year-old boy with both hands on the lap of a ten-year-old boy, he would swim around, looking at the painful look on the little boy's face, and the mouth still made painful sounds from time to time, so the onlookers couldn't help but speak.