Chapter 363 Cute (Third)
"I know, I know." Yang Fan nodded hurriedly.

"Then when will it start?" Yang Qihang said while looking at her eagerly.

"I want to use this kind of needle." Hong Lianshuo pulled out a silver needle as thin as a hair.

"Is this needle too long?" Yang Fan gestured, it was longer than his palm.

"I've seen acupuncture needles used in medical clinics are much shorter than yours." Patriarch Yang looked at her in surprise and said, "This head is so hard, don't let the needle break it for you."

"The needle is not on the skull." Hong Lianshuo said while looking at them with eyes as warm as jade.

"Where is that?" Yang Fan asked curiously.

Hong Lianshuo looked at them with eyes as black as ink and said, "This needle is going to go into the brain..."

"Ah!" The three of them looked at her dumbfounded.

"Think about whether you want to do acupuncture." Hong Lianshuo looked at them with pure eyes and said.

"Is this dangerous? Such a long needle goes in." Yang Fan said worriedly, just looking at it makes the hairs stand on end.

"How about we..."

Before Yang Qihang finished speaking, Aunt Fu said, "Come on! Just do as Mrs. Hong said! I'm not afraid."

"Mother?" Yang Qihang looked at her nervously and said, "You don't know how long this needle is, it's longer than my palm, what if it gets into your brain and you can't pull it out?"

Patriarch Yang clapped his hands and said, "I understand, it takes such a long needle to get into the brain to get the blood out!" Looking at Hong Lianshuo happily, he said, "Is that what you mean?"

"Yes!" Hong Lianshuo smiled and nodded slightly.

"Can we start now?" Yang Fan asked Hong Lianshuo without blinking.

"Yes." Hong Lianshuo looked at them with deep and clear eyes and said, "Let Aunt Fu lie down."

"Mother, I'll help you into the room and lie down." Yang Qihang got up to help Aunt Fu and said.

"Don't, don't, it's too dark in this room, I think it's in this courtyard." Patriarch Yang hurriedly stopped the silly boy and said, he didn't forget that Mrs. Hong disliked the bad light in their house just now .

"Ms. Hong, it's okay outside here! You can see clearly." Patriarch Yang stared at her and said.

"Okay!" Hong Lianshuo twitched his mouth when he heard this.

"Go into the house and get the mat." Patriarch Yang urged, patting Yang Fan on the back.

"Hey!" Yang Fan went in quickly and took a straw mat, and the two brothers helped their mother to lie down on the straw mat.

Holding the silver needle, Hong Lianshuo mobilized the zhenqi in his body to sterilize the silver needle and his hands.

There is no way, there is no disinfection tool, so I have to use my own true energy, which is safer.

Fortunately, the practice in the past few months has been fruitful. If she had just come here, she would have been motivated but powerless in acupuncture.

It's just that Aunt Fu was not comfortable lying down, and Hong Lianshuo was even more uncomfortable doing acupuncture. She was too short, so she had to kneel on the grass dumpling.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment." Patriarch Yang stopped her when he saw this.

"What's the matter?" Hong Lianshuo looked up at him suspiciously and asked.

"It's uncomfortable for you to kneel like this." Patriarch Yang turned his black eyes and thought for a while, "Yang Fan, go and move the short table out of the house and let your mother lie on it."

"Uncle Clan, this short one is not long enough. It's a bit short." Yang Fan said immediately after hearing the words, implying that, how can I make Mrs. Hong kneel down!

"Idiot, go to the next door and carry a low table, just put it together." Patriarch Yang looked at him and scolded with a smile.

"Uncle Clan, if you want to put it this way, she is not tall even if she is short, and Mrs. Hong has to bend her waist. I don't know how long she will have to bend." Yang Qihang said without thinking, "It should be taller."

"Where is there a higher ground here, so that Mrs. Hong can practice needles comfortably!"

The three of them patted their heads and thought about it. Most of the things in the room were low, so there was nothing they could do.

"I'll just lie on the millstone, the stone mill in the village is high enough." Aunt Fu said.

"This millstone is not long enough!" Patriarch Yang frowned lightly when he heard this.

"It's okay, as long as my legs are drooping." Aunt Ford said straightforwardly.

"There is me!" Yang Fan said immediately, "I sat on the ground and let my mother's legs rest on my shoulders."

"How can I make my mother's legs droop!" Yang Qihang echoed.

"Then let's go to the stone mill in the village, lift the roller down, and let the old sister-in-law lie on it and do the needles." Patriarch Yang bent down and rolled up the mat and said, "Let's go."

The Yang Fan brothers stepped forward to support their old mother, and walked towards the stone mill in the village together.

Hong Lianshuo followed behind them, these people are really cute!
"Uncle Clan, where are we going, Barley Field is still..."

Before Yang Fan could finish his sentence, Patriarch Yang said, "Go to my house, the stone mill in my house is big enough, and there are many people in the barley field, so don't affect Mrs. Hong's acupuncture."

"Hey!" Yang Fan replied crisply, looking at Yang Qihang who was carrying his mother on his back, and said, "Go to the uncle's house."

Hong Lianshuo followed them directly to Patriarch Yang's house. The house was not much different from Aunt Fu's house, except that it was bigger and had more rooms.

The stone mill is placed on the left side of the yard as soon as you enter the gate. It is indeed big enough. Hong Lianshuo visually measured that the diameter is 1.2 meters.

Yang Fan helped the old lady off the second brother's back, "You stand up, and the second brother and I will remove the roller first."

Hong Lianshuo stepped forward to support Aunt Fu and stood aside, watching the two brothers work hard, and together with Patriarch Yang, they moved down the stone roller weighing hundreds of catties.

Patriarch Yang spread the straw mat on it, and the brothers carried Aunt Fu onto the millstone.

"The height of this position is just right for standing." Yang Fan said after trying it out.

The two brothers stood at Aunt Fu's feet again, spread their legs apart, and supported her feet on their shoulders.

"No, no, this person twitched when he was old, and he didn't droop." Aunt Fu smiled and said, "Don't rely on my stinky feet."

"Mother's feet don't smell bad." Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Do I need to hold it down for me?" Patriarch Yang looked at Hong Lianshuo with wide eyes curiously and asked.

"No need." Hong Lianshuo pulled out a shorter silver needle and said.

"Then won't my mother feel the pain? If it hurts, if you move around, won't it affect your needle movement?" Yang Qihang said anxiously.

"No!" Hong Lianshuo smiled and said, "I will let Lingtang 'sleep' first."

In fact, it is anesthesia.

Hong Lianshuo first anesthetized Aunt Fu with the needles, and then said, "Now that I'm asleep, I'll start the needles. No matter what you see, don't make a fuss."

"Oh oh oh!" Patriarch Yang and the three nodded hurriedly.

Hong Lianshuo sterilized the long silver needle first, and then watched her perform the needle, leaving only a small tail on the palm-length needle.

Patriarch Yang trembled in fright, swallowing his saliva, how painful it was for such a long time!
It can be seen that the old sister-in-law is ignorant, ah!Forgot that the old sister-in-law was asleep.

(End of this chapter)

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