Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Hearing this, the old man burst into turbid tears. He took Zhou Yi's hand and did not speak for a long time.

Zhou Yi didn't urge him. He just let him cry. Then he said, "old man, since you want me to see a doctor, you should lead the way."

"Good!" After hearing this, the old man quickly responds to the road, and then takes Zhou Yi to the end of the street.

Seeing that the old man was in no way, the young man left at ease.

But before he left, Zhou Yi gave him an array stone: "take it close to you!"

Although he didn't know what he meant, he still put his hands away and saluted Zhou Yi. Then he left.

The old man came to the end of the street, but walked towards a luxury car on the side of the road.

Zhou Yi is surprised. It seems that the old man's identity is not ordinary.

"Master, where have you been? I'm really worried. You don't answer the phone!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man came out of the car. After seeing the old man, he quickly stepped forward to hold the old man.

"It's OK. My cell phone was stolen!" The old man's voice was low and dignified, which was quite different from his previous performance.

Maybe he was the most common father in the world when he was seeking medical treatment for his son. Maybe he is the real one now.

The other party didn't expect that he would say so, but he couldn't help being a little stunned, but his expression instantly returned to normal: "master, I'll get your mobile phone back in a moment, you wait for me here!"

"No more!" The old man waved his hand, then looked back at Zhou Yi and said, "I've got a miracle doctor for Shihao. We can't wait. Let's go back first!"

"What, what? miracle-working doctor? Don't you have Dr. Dahl looking after you all the time? You are... "The expression of the middle-aged man was even more surprised than he had just heard that the old man had lost his mobile phone. He looked up and down at Zhou Yi and his eyes were full of doubts.

Why did the master go out for a walk in the street, lost a mobile phone and brought back two doctors?

"Don't talk nonsense, go home!" Looking back, the old man waved to Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng stepped forward.

After getting into the luxury car, they followed the old man back home.

Zhou Yi gave a general account of his son on the way.

It turned out that the old man was retired from the army. His son was young and promising, and had reached the level of the main hall. Unexpectedly, he suddenly got a strange disease and could not move under his neck. He was completely paralyzed in bed.

"A year!" The old man said and said, the corner of his eyes is shed a stream of hot tears.

"Master, don't be sad. Dr. Dahl didn't say that what kind of nerve injury it is, young master. As long as you are properly conditioned, you can still stand up!" The middle-aged man comforted as he drove.

Zhou Yi did not open his mouth. He did not see the patient's condition, nor could he evaluate it casually.

After driving for about half an hour, the car went straight into the military compound and stopped in front of a villa.

The old man got out of the car, went to the back and opened the door for Zhou Yi himself.

Zhou Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

Later, the old man took Zhou Yi to the villa. The decoration in the villa was partial to Chinese style, and it was also very simple.

After the old man opened the door, a nanny came up: "the master is back!" Then he handed the old man a pair of slippers.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi also intends to take off his shoes, but he is stopped by the old man, "there is not so much attention, come in!"

With that, he took Zhou Yi and walked inside.

Mo Qingcheng followed him and changed his slippers. When he came in, Zhou Yi had been dragged to the second floor by the old man.

The room on the second floor is the room where the old man's son lives.

Precision instruments are placed around the room. The old man's son is pale and can't move all the year round, which makes the man in his thirties look very pale.

"Qi Nian, this is the doctor I got for you!" The old man stretched out his hand, gently closed the broken hair on the man's forehead, and then opened his mouth in a soft voice.

"Dad, I said, don't try so hard, I can't get up!" The man sighed, some self abandoning mouth.

"Fart!" The old man was obviously angry, the corners of his eyes and mouth kept shaking.

Then he may feel that his voice is a little too heavy, and quickly changed his mouth: "this doctor is not the same, you can rest assured that he will cure your disease!"

Zhou Yi looks at the old man in surprise. He really wants to ask him, who gives him confidence that he can really cure his son's disease?

Just as Zhou Yi was wandering, the old man had already come to him and walked to the bedside with his hand.

"Help Qinian to have a look The old man released Zhou Yi's hand and opened his mouth anxiously.

Zhou Yi sighs helplessly. Then he sits by the bed, reaches out his hand and puts two fingers on the man's wrist.

As the energy entered, Zhou Yi slowly closed his eyes.

Energy enters from the wrist and begins to explore the meridians in his body all the way. If he can't move below the neck and has not suffered any trauma, then there must be something wrong with the meridians.Pushing it inch by inch to the lumbar spine, Zhou Yi finds that there seems to be a trace of black air swirling on the man's spine.

The eyes opened abruptly.

"Well, can Qi Nian's disease be cured?" Seeing Zhou Yi's reaction, the old man spoke quickly.

"Yes!" Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and then spoke.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the man looked at him in surprise. The old man was even more happy and was about to jump up. He walked around the room excitedly, turning for more than ten times before he stopped.

The man has been lying in bed for a year. Except for Dr. Nadal, only Zhou Yi answered yes.

He affirmed in a different way from Nadal, who said that as long as the nerves returned to normal, people would return to normal.

But Zhou Yi said that it can be cured!

It is false to say that he is not excited, but the man can not believe him completely because he knows that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The old man's steps finally stopped. He came to Zhou Yi's body and spoke cautiously: "when will the treatment begin?"

Zhou Yi thought, "anytime!"

After he was cured, he had to go back to Jiangcheng himself. He asked for two days' leave in Jiangcheng hospital. If he didn't go back tomorrow, he was afraid that the department leaders would be angry.

He always remembered that he was just a little doctor now.

"Great, now!" The old man's face was excited.

The man on the bed also can't help but pick, his father is not some too anxious.

Who knows that the doctor is more urgent, "then take off his clothes, and then turn over, let him lie on the bed, I will give him acupuncture!"

In fact, Zhou Yi can directly use energy to force those things out, but as a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture is his best method.

"OK!" When the voice dropped, the old man began to take off his son's clothes happily, and then called the housekeeper to turn the man over and wait for Zhou Yi's treatment