Chapter 176, there is still hope!

"able."

Qin Luo nodded. He had been paying attention to these two strange patients in the crowd. When he saw them approaching, his eyes kept scanning the old man's body.

"Give me your hand." Qin Luo said.

The boy wanted to grab his father's hand and pass it over. Qin Luo said: "Let him lift it up by himself."

The boy was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand and let his father work hard on his own.

"My hands are dirty," the old man said. Not only did he not raise his hands, he instead shrank them inside his sleeves.

"It's okay. You can wash your hands if you're dirty." Qin Luo said encouragingly with a smile on his face.

Just because of Qin Luo's smiling face and his undisgusting words, the old man's eyes were a little moist.

Without personal experience, how can you understand the coldness of people's hearts?

They consulted countless doctors, but those doctors either kicked him out like a beggar, or they had a bad look and would let you go with a few perfunctory words.

The disgust in their eyes makes you feel so dirty and insignificant. You wish you were a shit beetle and could dig a hole in the ground.

"This doctor is different. Because he is smiling to himself." The old man thought in his heart.

He tried very hard to raise his hand, but his arm was trembling, as if it was the sequelae of a stroke, and it didn't obey his orders at all.

"Take your time." Qin Luo said with a smile.

The old man gritted his teeth and spent a lot of effort to lift his wrist to Qin Luoping's outstretched hand.

"Not bad." Qin Luo said approvingly. Although there was a layer of greasy dirt on the old man's arm, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, Qin Luo still held his hand without any objection.

"Take off his clothes." Qin Luo said to the boy.

The boy didn't speak, but silently unbuttoned his father's ragged leather jacket, and then pulled up the sweater inside.

The old man's belly was very swollen, as if he had eaten a lot. But the color of his belly was black and purple, as if that area had been beaten severely. It looked very frightening.

Qin Luo asked the boy to pull off the clothes at the back again. After seeing the shocking thick sores on the old man's back, he nodded and said, "Put it down."

He already understood the reason for the stench on the old man's body.

"Have you been lying in bed for a long time?" Qin Luo asked.

"Almost a year." The boy replied.

"Yeah." Qin Luo nodded again. Then he shouted behind him: "Give me a box of silver needles."

Soon, Wang Jiujiu took out the needle box from his bag.

When Qin Luo turned around to receive the injection, he realized that when he received these two special patients, the scene had already become quiet. Whether they were students from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, students from the School of Western Medicine, or those who came to see a doctor or borrow a

People who are scheming have all their eyes focused on themselves.

"Seven-inch long needle. Alcohol disinfection." Qin Luo said. He was doing acupoint massage on the old man's arm, so he could only trouble classmate Wang Jiujiu with these little things.

Wang Jiujiu agreed, took out the nine-inch long needle from the needle box, disinfected it with an alcohol ball, and sent it to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo massaged his left hand and held the silver needle in his right hand, waiting to be inserted. After his left hand massaged the acupuncture point until it was hot*hot*hot, the silver needle in his right hand was shot out like lightning. Just like before, the silver needle was exactly the same.

Go inside the acupuncture point.

Qin Luo's palms were shaking constantly, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and occasionally spinning slightly, as if he was playing a boring game.

In just a moment, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He used the third needle of the Taiyi Divine Needle, 'Gui Knocking'. Compared with 'Burning Mountain Fire' and 'Tou Xin Liang', this needle consumes more energy. It can even be said that, 'Ghost Knocking'

Door' consumes twice as much physical energy per minute as the previous two in the same amount of time.

Wang Jiujiu felt heartache and took out a wet wipe to help him wipe it.

Whoosh!

After about five minutes, Qin Luo pulled out the silver needle. Then he helped the old man pull down his sleeves to cover the place where he just inserted the needle to prevent the cold wind from invading.

"Do you know leapfrog?" Qin Luo looked at the old man and asked.

"Leaping frog? Leaping toad?" the old man asked.

"Yes. Toad jumps." Qin Luo nodded. "Who can show him how to do it?"

So, the boy who had some good intentions immediately started a live demonstration of leapfrog jumping.

"I know how to do this," the old man said. "But----"

"Okay. You do this now. When I didn't say stop, you have to keep jumping." Qin Luo said.

"I-----" The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, but he didn't know what to say.

"He has no strength. He can't move," the boy said.

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Qin Luo asked.

The boy was silent again. He was very withdrawn and not good at talking.

"Old man, you can do it." Qin Luo looked at the old man and encouraged him with a smile.

"You are a good person." The old man looked at Qin Luo and said. "I listen to you."

"Big head, let me go," the old man said.

The boy glanced at Qin Luo and slowly let go of the old man's hand.

The old man stood motionless. After he got used to it for a while and felt that he could stand firmly, he slowly took a step forward.

With just one step, his body was shaky, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

You can imagine how weak his body has become.

The people around him screamed in surprise, and the boy named Datou wanted to run to help him, but was grabbed by Qin Luo.

"It's okay." Qin Luo said.

The boy glanced at Qin Luo and stood quietly aside again.

After the old man stood there for a while, he took a step forward again.

This time, he walked much more steadily.

Step Three, Step Four, Step Five-----

After walking for more than ten steps, the old man's body was able to self-regulate and maintain balance.

"Leap frog." Qin Luo shouted.

So the old man squatted down.

Thump----thump!

The old man's body failed to jump up, and he fell straight to the ground.

Qin Luo only felt that his hands were empty. The boy had rushed to the old man and wanted to help him up from the ground.

"So fast." Qin Luo thought in surprise.

He ran to the old man and asked: "Old man, what do you think?"

"I'm fine," the old man said. "I'm sorry. I--I'll keep dancing."

"Let's go home." The boy said.

"Big Head." The old man said with wide eyes. "He is a good man. We have to listen to good people."

The boy was glared at by the old man and said nothing. He just looked at Qin Luo, waiting for his decision.

"It'll be okay." Qin Luo said with a smile.

The boy nodded, helped the old man squat, and then slowly stepped aside.

His body was bowed forward, ready to protect his father who was about to fall.

The old man put his hands on the ground for support, and then exerted force.

A small jump, a very small step.

However, the students who were watching applauded enthusiastically, as if the old man had just done some amazing feat.

"Not bad. Keep dancing." Qin Luo said with a smile.

The old man was also very happy. He opened his mouth to smile, but the smile was covered by the deep wrinkles on his face. It was almost impossible for anyone to notice.

Who cares about a beggar's happiness, anger, sorrow, and worries?

He exhaled again, and then lifted up violently. This time, he jumped slightly further than the last time.

"Okay. The old man dances well."

"Come on, come on."

"Old man, you need to spread your legs so that you can maintain your balance easily----"

The people watching were all infected by the old man, and they all applauded behind him and made suggestions.
To be continued...