Ghost doctor mommy is too enchanting

Luo Xiangqin inserted all the silver needles into Luo Yunxiao's lower legs, and then sat there waiting. At the beginning, the silver needle didn't change. After about five or six minutes, several needles suddenly moved, which was the kind of movement in which the tail of the needle was swinging.

With the beginning of the action of those needles, other needles also began their own action. Some of them swing the same needle tail, while some of them drill down.

At this time, Luo Yunxiao suddenly took a breath, and the sweat came out on his forehead. "It really hurts..." after such a light call, he was ecstatic. Since his legs were useless, let alone the feeling of pain, all the feelings were lost.

Now suddenly there is a feeling of pain. It seems that Lolo's treatment is effective.

Luo Xiang listened to the painful cry, and the gravity on his face finally turned into a smile. He looked up at Luo Yunxiao and said, "second uncle, it's really a little painful now. You can bear it for a while. If you can't stand the pain, tell me again, and then you can judge whether it can be completely cured!"

"OK..." because of the pain, Luo Yunxiao's breath is a little unstable. He was originally a soldier. When he was a soldier, he was a special soldier. Even if he hadn't trained for so many years, the pain on his body is not so strong compared with ordinary people, and he can bear it very much. Rao is so. He was tortured by this pain. It can be seen from this, How painful it is!

Luo Yunxiao clenched his fist, bit his teeth and didn't shout out. This pain is not like the pain of being injured or shot, but deep into the bone marrow, like a needle stabbing a bone.

Although detailed, it is unbearable.

About ten minutes later, Luo Yunxiao's lower lip had been bitten and bleeding. Seeing this, Luo leaned and asked, "second uncle, what's the pain now? From inside to outside?"

Luo Yunxiao nodded, "the pain of the needle stabbing the bone is from inside to outside."

Luo Xiang gave a deep thought, stretched out his hand and pulled out two needles. After that, the pain on Luo Yunxiao's leg suddenly decreased, "now?"

"Now the pain seems to have abated a little, not as much as it just did!"

She nodded and pulled out two more needles. The needles on her legs had begun to stop moving, but the pain had returned to a tolerable state equivalent to no, "is there no pain now?"

"No, a little, but it tends to itch. It doesn't hurt so much."

"Well... What about this?" Luo Xiangqin didn't pull out the needle again this time, but bounced up the remaining needles on his legs and flicked a few times at several needles. "How did I feel when I moved it?"

"Numb, but not painful!"

Smelling the speech, Luo Xiang was relieved and pulled out all the needles. When the last needle left his lower leg, he clearly felt that the pain on his leg disappeared, followed by the comfort deep into the bone marrow, as if every pore on his leg had opened.

"Did you feel it when you just pulled it out?"

"Very comfortable, and the pain completely disappeared, but I think the feeling is still..." his legs have lost their feeling for eight or nine years. Now he suddenly has a feeling. It's really a good feeling!

Luo Xiangqing put away the set of silver needles, nodded and said, "that's good. The second uncle's legs were not saved enough in time, leaving something to block the acupoints, so he felt unable to run. You see, if it's really not working, the muscles above the second uncle's legs should have shrunk!"

The crowd looked in the direction he pointed. Sure enough, although the exposed leg was not very strong, it was not much different from normal people.

As we all know, if a person's leg is disabled, then the blood does not run enough. If it takes a long time, it will naturally cause muscle atrophy, and the leg will lose weight. In the end, there is only a layer of skin wrapped on the bone. However, although Luo Yunxiao's legs have been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years, they are still normal without any atrophy.

"Second uncle's leg is easy to cure. As long as acupuncture and moxibustion several times, combined with rehabilitation and medication, it can completely return to the previous state!" this is not an exaggeration for Luo Xiangqing, but something she can do.

This sentence not only makes Luo yunmu and his wife happy, but also makes Luo Yunxiao who doesn't care much about these excited.

"By the way, second uncle, why did you lose the whole army in that mission? I remember you said before you left that you were very sure of that action. Did second master Leng really do it?"

After helping his second uncle take care of his leg injury, Luo Xiangqing still asked his doubts.

The second uncle said before he left that it would be his last task, and he was sure to succeed in that task. How could it be like this in the end? Is it... Second master Leng plotted against second uncle?

Thinking of the mission of that year, Luo Yunxiao thought of those innocent brothers who had died miserably. They had a great future because they participated in the last mission with him, died in a foreign country and couldn't go back again!

He closed his eyes and cleaned up the deep sadness at the bottom of his eyes. Luo Yunxiao said, "I was really sure to do that task, but I didn't expect to encounter betrayal and was ambushed..."

When Luo Yunxiao was about to retire to take over the Luo family's enterprise, the above gave him instructions to complete his last task and go to the Middle East to arrest a drug lord Lian Fei.

The drug lord ambushed in China for many years. They arrested him many times, but he escaped every time. That man is not only smart, but also very suspicious. He also knows that his business may lead to his death. Therefore, he has trained many doubles and has many footholds in China.

After many arrests, they finally destroyed the man's hometown. His last foothold in China was also found. He escaped by helicopter. In the process of escape, the helicopter was shot down. I thought the man was killed on the plane, but I didn't expect that a few months later, my colleagues in the middle East came the news that he had seen him in the Middle East.

Only then did they know that the man who died on the plane was not the drug lord, but a friend of his. He let his friend on his plane, but changed his clothes and clothes and sneaked out of the country.

The last task they received was to destroy his stronghold in the Middle East and arrest him.

His influence in the Middle East is not small. Because of the perennial war, he also occupies part of the arms business there. There is a huge arsenal in a secret place in the Middle East, which is privately owned by the drug lord.

The drug lord's name there is Jerry. His power is very good. Several other local arms dealers are polite to him.

Their task needs to lurk, infiltrate with the identity of a fake arms dealer, quietly inquire into the location of Jerry's arsenal, catch him as much as possible, and kill people directly if necessary.

In the arms industry, they are not very talkative people, so they found the quarterly organization to cooperate, bought a batch of arms there, and successfully forged the identity of an arms dealer.

At that time, there were ten people who went with him. Except him, only one of the remaining nine people was a technical personnel, and the others were skilled soldiers. When they stepped on the plane, they changed into another identity, and the task was the drug lord and arms dealer named Jerry.