Yang Xiuwen didn't dare to talk about all the snacks in Zhongjing, otherwise he would have to wait until tomorrow.

Mother Zhai said with an expression of disbelief: "You can taste this!"

Zhai Gang raised his thumb and said: "Junior brother, take it. My mother's noodle tea in Bafang is famous in the street. You are the first one who can really taste what's in it!"

Father Zhai nodded, picked up the wine glass and said, "Boy, I admit defeat! I admit punishment!"

Yang Xiuwen quickly picked up his wine glass with both hands and said: "Uncle Zhai, actually you didn't lose, and I didn't win either. I just know this. If you say anything else, it will be revealed. I better respect you!"

After dinner, everyone sat around in the living room, drinking tea and chatting. Zhai Xiaoxin pestered him to see the magic trick.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Mr. Huo rushed in, shouting: "Brother Zhai, Gangzi, go see Grandma Li quickly, she seems to be dying!"

When Zhai's father and Zhai's mother heard this, they got anxious and quickly got up to go to Grandma Li's house.

Zhai Gang said to him: "You know Chinese medicine, go there together, you should be able to help."

In fact, he would go without the senior brother's advice. He had already regarded himself as a doctor and would never stand idly by if he encountered someone, let alone his neighbor.

Because we all live in the same courtyard, we arrived at Grandma Li’s house within a few steps.

The house is not very big, with a small kitchen, a main room of more than ten square meters, and a bedroom.

Several neighbors were standing in the hall, looking anxiously towards the bedroom. The woman they saw in the yard was now in Grandma Li's bedroom.

I just heard her shouting hurriedly: "Grandma Li, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up quickly!"

Yang Xiuwen walked into the bedroom without waiting for his senior brother to speak. When he saw Grandma Li, whom the neighbors talked about, he couldn't help but be shocked.

So similar! So much like Yang Hui, the director of the former orphanage!

He couldn't help but step forward, hold Grandma Li's hand, and murmured: "Grandma Yang, is it you? I finally see you again, I miss you so much!"

The woman sitting next to the bed asked strangely: "Did you recognize the wrong person? This is Grandma Li."

The woman's words woke him up, yes! This is not his Grandma Yang.

He calmed down and began to check on Grandma Li.

The old man looked to be in his sixties. His hair was almost completely white, and was combed back into a bun, looking fresh and clean.

Although her face is full of wrinkles, she can be seen in her eyebrows as being very cultured and well-educated. When she was young, she must have been a lady from a famous family.

At this time, the old man was unconscious, his mouth and eyes were a little crooked, and he made a sound of "Oh, uh" from his mouth.

When I held her hand just now, I felt weak and weak.

He looked at a small window on the wall next to the bed, and it was open a crack.

Got it, Grandma Li had a stroke.

At this time, Zhai Gang came to him and asked: "Junior brother, what's wrong with Grandma Li? Can it be cured?"

Yang Xiuwen raised his head and found that Mr. Zhai, his mother, and several neighbors had all come in. Everyone was talking about it, and it was very chaotic.

He waved his hand and said: "Uncle Zhai, aunt, and uncles and aunts, please stop making noise and keep quiet, okay?"

After everyone calmed down, he said to everyone: "Grandma Li is suffering from the invasion of wind evil and cold air entering her body. To put it bluntly, she is suffering from a stroke.

I can cure this disease. Senior brother and eldest sister, please stay and help.

Auntie, please go and boil some hot water. You will give Grandma Li a hot compress later.

Uncle Zhai, please don't stay here, give me some space so I can perform acupuncture on Grandma Li."

Under his arrangement, everyone quickly left the bedroom, and all of them acted calmly.

Yang Xiuwen asked Zhai Gang and the eldest sister to help Grandma Li sit on the bedside, and carefully looked at the direction of her face, which was the right side of her face.

When he turned his hand, several silver needles appeared in his hand. He twisted it with his hand and flicked it. The silver needles made a "buzzing" sound instantly.

Uncle Zhai and the neighbors standing at the door of the bedroom were very surprised when they saw this scene. In their impression, the acupuncture techniques of old Chinese doctors were not like this.

Yang Xiuwen was not focused on anything else at this time and only had eyes for the patient.

I saw him quickly inserting several silver needles into several acupuncture points on the right side of Grandma Li's face, namely Shangguan, Xiaguan and Ermen, and then injected two strands of fire-attribute aura into two of the silver needles.

Outsiders could not see the introduction of spiritual energy, they could only see him flicking the silver needle.

After a while, Zhai Gang and the woman discovered that frost appeared on several of the silver needles, which was visible to the naked eye.

He moved again, and the two silver needles he flicked at first were flicked twice more by him, driving into two strands of wood-attribute spiritual energy.

At this time, everyone miraculously discovered that Grandma Li's face was recovering little by little, as if she had been involved in something.

After half a cup of tea, I was completely restored to my original state.

Grandma Li was about to speak, but he stopped her. He pulled out the silver needle on her right cheek, but instead of taking it away, he flicked it again, and the buzzing sound appeared again.

Without any hesitation, the silver needle was inserted into several acupuncture points on Grandma Li's face again, this time on the left side of her face, as well as the Baihui and Naohu acupoints on her head.

After almost half a cup of tea, he withdrew the silver needle and said to Grandma Li: "You can talk now. Can you move your hands and feet again to see if there is any discomfort?"

Grandma Li stood up as instructed, waved her hands, moved her legs and feet back and forth, and said in surprise: "It's amazing. I feel more energetic than before. My right hand was still shaking a little. The doctor said it was Parkinson's disease."

The syndrome is gone now, it’s all gone!”

Yang Xiuwen nodded. Grandma Li was thinking quickly and speaking clearly, so she should be fine.

At this time, all the neighbors crowded in and gathered around Grandma Li to greet her. She also excitedly shared her joy with everyone.
Chapter completed!