C6 Recovery Sensation

"Come on, why don't you dare? If you're afraid, you three can attack together! " Zhong Ming hooked his fingers at them as he said disdainfully.

The remaining three muscular men clenched their fists and looked at each other, but none of them stepped forward to fight Zhong Ming.

"It's already getting late. If you don't dare to go up, then I'm leaving." Zhong Ming turned around and got on his bicycle. With a disdainful smile on his face, he walked out of the school.

Zhou Xingran, who was at the side, was dumbstruck. Was this still Zhong Ming? Only after a long time did she regain her senses. Looking at Zhong Ming's frail and weak back, her mood fluctuated.

She never thought that the weak and cowardly Zhong Ming from before would today be so brave, beating up Wu Tianlei's group into a sorry state while looking for his teeth all over the ground.

Furthermore, she also noticed that Zhong Ming was no longer that dejected and dejected youth. His eyes revealed firm confidence, as well as indifference towards her.

At this moment, Zhou XinRui could not help but feel a little regretful and ashamed. She should not have dumped Zhong Ming at the most difficult time.

When he got home, his mother had already finished cooking. However, there were still two vegetables on the table, scallions with tofu, and fried carrots.

"Mom, why isn't there any meat in the dishes?" Zhong Ming looked at the vegetables and lost his appetite. He could not help but ask: "How about we cut some mutton? I have not eaten mutton for a long time, I'm a little hungry."

Zhong Ming had just been reborn and his body needed a lot of nutrition. Moreover, he wanted to increase his strength as soon as possible and planned on a high-intensity training, so he couldn't lack this meat.

Fang Lan and Zhong Tao looked at each other and sighed.

"My son wants meat, so I'll go buy it in the afternoon. However, I heard from the news that eating too much meat is bad for our health, so we can eat it once a week. " Fang Lan's eyes were red.

There was no mother who didn't want her son to eat, but the situation at home was really difficult. Especially since her husband had to use medicine to recuperate while she could only earn Weibo's income every day. Sometimes, when she met the Town Security, she could not even earn a single cent a day. How could she not save on the flowers?

Zhong Ming quickly ate a bowl of rice, smiled at Fang Lan and said, "Mom, don't worry and just buy meat, you don't have to worry about money, I'll go earn it that way."

Fang Lan was stunned. "You're going to earn it?" "What kind of money do you earn? Just be a good boy and go to school."

"Zhong Ming, although our family is poor, we are also poor to the point that we have guts. We absolutely cannot do anything that violates the law." Zhong Tao taught seriously.

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" How could I do that? Just relax for a hundred times! " After putting down his bowl, Zhong Ming helped clean up the house.

After he was done with his work, he went to his father's room and the two of them started chatting, "Dad, I've been studying those medical books at home. I feel that the ancestral acupuncture techniques might be able to cure your foot."

Saying that, Zhong Ming squatted down and carefully observed his father's leg injuries.

"Un, our family's medical records are indeed vast and profound. It will naturally be beneficial to see them … But, alas, I'm afraid my leg can't be cured! After looking for so many famous doctors, there's not a single one who says they have any hope. " Zhong Tao shook his head and sighed, he looked at his leg that was unable to move, and his face was filled with sorrow.

"Dad, don't be so pessimistic, okay? "Come, let me give you some real acupuncture. How about you take a look?" Zhong Ming took out the silver needle case that he inherited from his ancestors and took out two three-inch-long silver needles.

Although Zhong Tao didn't believe that his son was proficient in the Book of Acupuncture, he was still willing to let him try.

After inserting a few needles, Zhong Tao realized that his son's technique was truly at the level of a Master.

"Kid, where did you learn it from?"

"Heh heh, dad, I think I have a natural sensitivity to medicine. These acupuncture techniques are things that I've found in books by myself... "I also want to be like my dad, a doctor who helps the world with a canteen. How about we open up a Chinese medicine clinic?" Zhong Ming said while he was acupuncture.

"He really did it on his own?" Zhong Tao said in disbelief.

His acupuncture skills were very old, even Zhong Tao himself could not compare to it.

Of course, he was very happy about his son wanting to learn Chinese medicine and opening a Chinese medical library. At the same time, he was also a little emotional.

"Son, your acupuncture skills are quite good! However, opening a Chinese medicine hall was not a simple matter. "I think …" Zhong Tao changed the topic of his conversation, "Sigh, now that Chinese medicine has declined and Western medicine is developing, you should learn Western medicine better. "At the very least, we can have a stable job in the future. We can forget about having jobs that are so far away."

Indeed, this was reality.

Zhong Ming also did not want to argue with his father, he could only prove with his own strength that he was talented in Chinese medicine. He then took out three more silver needles and inserted them into some of his father's important acupoints on his leg.

Suddenly, a warm feeling flowed through his legs, shocking Zhong Tao!

How is this possible?

His leg had been numb for several months, but under his son's acupuncture, there was a stream of heat flowing through his calf. Moreover, this flow of heat was continuously flowing into his lumbar spine. This feeling was simply too wonderful.

Slowly, his ankle began to feel numb.

This made Zhong Tao extremely excited.

"Dad, did you feel something on your foot just now?"

"Yes, it's a bit itchy, and a bit numb!" Seeing Zhong Ming wholeheartedly treating him with acupuncture, Zhong Tao's tears flowed down.

After the accident, the family spent almost all of their savings, looking around for a famous doctor, hoping to get their foot healed and stand up again. However, after spending all their money, their feet were still paralyzed. This caused their family to be greatly disappointed.

And the doctors would just say, "You can't cure it... Look for another famous doctor. "

After going through countless famous doctors' diagnosis and treatment, Zhong Tao's leg still did not improve at all. His family also lost all hope, and decided that they could only live out their lives on a wheelchair.

Who knew that his son's acupuncture would actually help him regain his senses? How could he not be overjoyed and cry with joy?

As an experienced old doctor, Zhong Tao naturally understood the feeling of numbness in his legs. What it meant was that his legs could very likely still stand up.

"Dad, I'll give you acupuncture every day in the future. Maybe after a month, your legs will recover." Seeing that his father's eyes were filled with hope, Zhong Ming wiped away the sweat on his forehead and comforted him with a smile.

In the eyes of an outsider, it was just a few minutes of acupuncture but it had consumed too much of Zhong Ming's energy. It was like he had climbed a mountain, his entire body was exhausted, as though he had collapsed.

"Zhong Ming, what are you doing?" Fang Orchid, who had finished her chores, walked in and asked curiously when she saw the two of them.

Zhong Tao wiped the perspiration off his face and said excitedly: "Orchid, our family has produced a genius!"

"What genius?" Why can't I understand what you're saying? "

"I mean our son is a medical genius!"

"He's a medical genius, why didn't I notice? What happened to you today? Could it be a fever? " The orchid was baffled by her husband's words.

"I want my son to learn the art of Chinese medicine from our ancestors. After he graduates, I want to open a Chinese medical library to help the world!"

Fang Orchid was shocked and quickly said, "What?" Changing to Chinese medicine? Husband, you must be getting old! What kind of situation was traditional Chinese medicine, what kind of situation was western medicine? How could he learn about this hopeless traditional Chinese medicine?! "No, I definitely don't agree!"

"Orchid, how could you look down on the treasures left behind by our ancestors? In this world, only Chinese medicine can cure my crippled legs! " Zhong Tao shouted excitedly.

"What did you say?" "It can cure your leg …"

"Of course, our son just …"

After that, Zhong Tao told Fang Lan everything about Zhong Ming's miraculous acupuncture. Of course, Zhong Ming could not bear to disturb their sweet time, so he went back to his room alone and continued to cultivate.

Right now, his true essence was still too weak and needed to be strengthened. Only then would he have a 100% chance of curing his father's illness. He would even help more people!

But to raise one's true essence, in this world where the spiritual energy was thin, it was truly too difficult! He could only train himself one step at a time.

After practicing for a while and recovering his physical strength, he went to the school to continue his lessons.

The moment he entered the classroom, he heard a few of his classmates discussing about 'Shen Xin', 'brain ailment', and 'headache'. His heart couldn't help but tighten.

Could it be that Shen Xin got sick?

He anxiously looked for a classmate to ask: "Zhang Lin, what's wrong with Shen Xin?"

Zhang Lin turned around and looked at Zhong Ming, and was about to say something, when a girl beside her interrupted her: "Zhong Ming, our branch Shen Xin has a strange brain disease, it is said that he has already entered the Songshan City First People's Hospital! "Ai, the great school belle of both beauty and talent, to actually have such an illness, the heavens are so jealous of her …"

The girl was a good friend of Shen Xin. Speaking to this point, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Another female classmate said with a frown: "Isn't Shen Xin's health always very good? How could he suddenly have such an illness? Lin Xue, if there's no definite news, don't spread the rumors. "

Lin Xue immediately retorted: "This is not a rumor, it's something my father told me, my father is the driver of the Shen Xin family. Can my dad make a joke like that? "

Shen Xin had a strange brain disease, others might not believe it, but Zhong Ming had already seen through it.

"It's a good thing that she only has a benign tumor in her brain. With her current medical standards, she should be able to treat it." Zhong Ming sighed with emotion, then felt slightly relieved.

Actually, he also wanted to help Shen Xin get treatment, but her family did not agree. At the same time, his strength was limited, so he should be careful or else things might not end well.

He hoped that she could last until he was satisfied with his true essence.

After going through two classes in the afternoon, Zhong Ming flipped through a few books on Chinese medicine. When he got home in the evening, he asked for fifty dollars from his family, plus the hundred dollars he had saved, for a total of one hundred and fifty dollars, to buy some cheap Chinese herbs.

"Son, why did you buy the herbs?" , who was sitting on a wheelchair, couldn't help but ask Zhong Ming when he saw him carry a medicinal bag.