I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 8 Do-it-yourself non-invasive surgery
Song Wu planned to take a look in the small courtyard behind, then returned to the front yard to go to bed early to rest.

He had been busy with a lot of things today, and after such an inexplicable first day, he was a little exhausted mentally and physically.

He stood up and rubbed his left thigh with his left hand, which was slightly aching from the pulling.Just the simple act of getting up still caused pain in my thighs.

"This leg is really annoying." Song Wu couldn't help complaining. ?
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, causing him to sit back on the chair again, and he continued to rub the sore spot on his left thigh as if thoughtfully.

"Can I use the ring space to take out the iron piece in my leg?"

This is a very incredible idea, but when this idea appears in my mind, I can't stop it anymore.

Song Wu was slightly excited and trembling because of his sudden idea.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought this method was feasible.This is not only because the ring allows him to freely access things within one meter of his mind, but more importantly, the ring also allows him to have extraordinary self-healing abilities.

The doctors did not dare to operate, mainly because they were afraid of damaging the blood vessels and nerves in the thigh.If you use the power of the ring to operate it, wouldn't it be equivalent to performing a non-invasive surgery?It can also quickly heal the damaged internal tissue after the iron piece is removed.Maybe in this way, blood vessels and nerves will not be afraid of being damaged.

The more Song Wu thought about it, the more he was tempted. The only thing he still had some doubts about was, "I'm afraid that if the old injury cannot heal well, it will really damage the blood vessels and nerves. Then the situation that the doctors are worried about will happen. This My legs are really disabled.”

But he quickly changed his mind and said, "What are you afraid of? It's the same sentence. Isn't it just a leg? If I don't give this chance to be cured, I won't be willing to do it anyway. No one wants to be treated like this every day. The pain in my broken leg comes back and forth, and it tortures me endlessly.”

That's how people are, if they have one thing, they'll think twice about it.I originally thought I would be lucky to have a healthy third limb.Now, when he really had it, he disliked the pain in his left leg.

Speaking of which, he also somewhat understood the pain in his predecessor's heart.No, it was just a day since he arrived, but he could hardly bear the restraint of this leg. You can imagine how painful his predecessor was inside. No wonder he resorted to drinking to drown his sorrows.

Oops, I might as well stop thinking about it!
Song Wu was ready to win it in one go.

He put aside the random thoughts in his mind and stretched out his left hand to knead his thigh.Try to focus your thoughts and feel the center of the pain.

After he found and determined this center point, he concentrated all his mental thoughts on it.

Because he kept touching the main area of ​​​​pain, he could slowly and clearly feel the actual location and general situation of the iron piece in his thigh.

Now, Song Wu gritted his teeth and ignored the excruciating pain, and pressed his left leg hard. He could already clearly feel the iron piece with his hand.

So he no longer hesitated, his thoughts moved, and then...

There's no after that.

It seemed that the actual situation was much simpler than he expected.Now he only felt a slight fever in the area of ​​his thigh that always ached unbearably, and there was no other feeling at all.

Song Wu turned over his hand, and a piece of iron about the size of the fingernail of his little finger stained with blood appeared in his palm.

It was this thing that tortured his predecessor for so many years, even made him depressed, addicted to alcoholism, and finally died.Now it lay magically in the palm of his hand.

Song Wu used his left hand to press his left thigh hard again.

I was used to the pain, but this time there was no strange feeling at all.

He stood up again and kicked his legs hard.I even did several sets of squats while walking.Then he couldn't help but feel a little excited that his leg was really healed.

"Everything is fine, I don't have any strange feeling in my thighs!"

Song Wu opened his palms and looked at the small piece of iron excitedly.

"It's so simple, it can be completely solved!"

He was so happy that he died!

It had only been less than a day since he arrived, and he was already deeply aware of the inconvenience of his injured leg.Even the ever-present pain reminded him of the heart-wrenching pain in his memory.

Now this bone-sucking pain has been resolved in such a dramatic way, it's like a dream!

"Is this a reward for the fact that even though I was depressed in my previous life, I could always do small good deeds?"

Song Wu couldn't help but start thinking wildly again.

He was really excited, and he couldn't even control his emotions. He did a dozen frog leaps in succession in the small room, and he didn't even bother to look at the small yard behind him.

On the first night when Song Wu traveled to this era, he smelled the slightly sour smell of the quilt. He was very excited and tossed and turned until the early morning before falling asleep in a daze.

When I woke up at noon the next day, it was already bright outside the house.But because he lived in the east wing, he didn't get the sun's rays on his buttocks.He estimated that the time now should be around 9 a.m. at least.

Song Wu rolled over and got up, only to feel an unbearable drop in his lower abdomen. He hurriedly got up and dressed, opened the door and hurriedly went straight to the public toilet in the alley.

Halfway through the run, I remembered that I had forgotten to take the toilet paper. I happened to see the red paper with the word "福" upside down on the screen wall, which had been slightly faded by the drying.He didn't care about anything else, he put his mind into the ring, took a sharp breath, and hurried to the public toilet.

There was a burst of release, then he took out the red paper from the ring, and while wiping his buttocks, he thought: "I didn't expect that the magical space of my ring would be used here." He couldn't help laughing.

Coming out of the toilet, he suddenly thought that he seemed to have run a little too fast just now.He quickly glanced around with some guilt.

"Fortunately, everyone who is supposed to go to work has gone to work. Those who are not at work are staying at home and busy. There are few people outside at the moment, so no one should have noticed my extremely fast movements just now."

Song Wu recalled how he usually walked with one leg lame, and imitated taking two steps. Soon, he found the feeling of being lame again.

After all, I have been walking on crutches like this for five or six years, and my muscle memory has long been formed.Therefore, Song Wu, a lame Song, although his leg is now healed, can still lame one leg back to the east wing of his front yard with great skill.

What to do with him in the future?I couldn't sleep last night and already had a preliminary idea.

Overall, he has to continue to be a cripple.

Of course he can report the condition of his leg to the factory, so that he should be able to return to the workshop normally and resume his work as a fitter.

But Song Wu, who had traveled through time, did not intend to do this. He felt that it was too unfree to return to the workshop at this time.He had to live his life all over again, how could he still live a life of commuting to and from get off work on time?

There is a workload every day and I have to work hard to maintain working relationships.Leaders at all levels are around every day, asking you to report on your work or your thoughts, no matter what happens. How can he bear this?
And the car repair shop he now has at the door of his yard is a perfect fit for him.

As long as he paid the bills and repaired the accessories every month, no one would care about him anymore.Work as much as you want, be lazy as much as you want, feel comfortable.

Moreover, he also bears the reputation of being disabled due to work.For so many years, no one has ever come to trouble him. Not only that, the factory and the streets have also tried their best to provide him with as much convenience as possible.

Of course, the lame man's name was not pleasant, and it also delayed him from doing a lot of things.The most distressing thing is that it is difficult to find a partner.

But it's different now.

He no longer has the burden of a broken leg, but can still get the benefits of a broken leg.It's just a name. As a time traveler, he can always find many opportunities if he just sticks around like this.Besides, in this day and age, being low-key is the way to go.

Song Wu turned on the coal stove in the house, cooked half a pot of stick noodle porridge, and took out the remaining peach cakes and ate two pieces.

However, he regretted eating the peach cake first and then drinking the stick noodle porridge.

It was even harder to swallow.

However, now that his food ration is just over 20 kilograms per month, he really can't bear to throw it away no matter how bad it tastes.

In the end, the main thing was to fill my stomach, so I could only stretch my neck, eat the pickles, and finish half a small pot of porridge without any leftover.

"Who would have thought that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." Song Wu silently recited "Compassion for the Farmers" in his mind to cheer himself up, reminding himself to get used to it and learn to enjoy the hardships.

Suddenly he changed his mind and thought, yes, what is there to suffer about?

No, I'm not hungry now.What's more important is that my legs are no longer lame and I can move freely now.

"Oh my god, it's so exciting just thinking about it. This feeling is so wonderful."

This was a feeling of happiness that he had never felt before. It once only existed in novels and action movies he had watched, but now he could finally experience it for himself.

"My predecessor treated me well. I am in good health! Not to mention that I am more than ten years younger than I used to be, but I am still so enthusiastic and healthy. In addition, I also received a family gift package. He is really a good person." Song Wu was even moved. His eyes were slightly warm.

He quickly stood up and couldn't help but do dozens of frog jumps in the room. But what he didn't expect was that after jumping so many times, he was only slightly out of breath, and his thighs didn't feel any fatigue.

With a thought in his heart, he lay on the ground and did push-ups again. He did more than 120 push-ups in a row before clapping his hands and standing up.

"Holy shit, how amazing is it that you can become so powerful after just sleeping?"

Song Wu was about to try bouncing again, but he heard footsteps coming from the middle courtyard, just passing through the three-door hall, and he judged that it should be Qin Huairu.

Sure enough, soon there was a knock on his door.Song Wu opened the door and saw Qin Huairu standing outside the door happily holding a stack of clothes.

(End of this chapter)