"Slowly, don't bump into anything."
"Is this the place?"
"It should be."
With a burst of voices, the door of the medical clinic was pushed open.
"Is Doctor Lin here?"
"Yes, I am."
Lin Fan, holding a thermos cup, took a leisurely sip.
Everyone entered the room.
"Doctor Lin."
The old woman, surprised by Lin Fan's youth, quickly stepped forward and knelt with a thud.
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
Lin Fan frowned and stood up.
"Please save my son. He was only confused and made a big mistake. Please let him go."
The old woman kowtowed and pleaded.
"Don't do this."
Lin Fan couldn't bear it and helped the old woman up.
"Doctor Lin, all the mistakes are mine."
The old woman looked up at Lin Fan pitifully, "It's my fault for not raising my son properly. Please be merciful and spare my son."
"Auntie, do you know what he told me at my clinic the other day?"
As Lin Fan spoke, the short man lying on the stretcher immediately lowered his head guiltily, filled with regret, his eyes quickly reddening.
"No matter what he said or did, he is still my son."
The old woman looked at Lin Fan expectantly, choked, "If he becomes like this, our family is ruined!"
She wailed and knelt again, clutching Lin Fan's leg and begging, "Please, let him off!"
"I will educate him properly in the future and help him turn over a new leaf."
"Doctor Lin, please have mercy."
Her cries and laments pierced the heart like needles.
Such is the love of parents.
"Alright, I'll save him."
Lin Fan sighed.
The old woman's spirit lifted, "Thank you! I'll kowtow to you!"
"Don't do that, get up."
Lin Fan struggled to pull her up, then took out a set of silver needles from the counter.
"Put him down."
The stretcher was gently placed on the ground, and Lin Fan walked over.
The short man was ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear, his expression incredibly complex.
"For your mother's sake, I'll let you off this time."
"Thank you, Doctor Lin. I swear I will never do bad things again, or I will be struck by lightning and die a terrible death!"
The short man vowed, crying tears and snot.
"It's good that you know. And, in the future, be filial to your mother."
Lin Fan took out a silver needle and threatened, "You should know what would have happened if I had used a little more force then."
"Mm!"
The short man nodded vigorously.
He was already paralyzed, and a little more force would have meant his death.
"Don't let me see you doing bad things again, and don't let me know you are unfilial."
Lin Fan held a thin silver needle, "Turn him over."
The two men beside him immediately flipped the short man over.
At this moment, a beautiful woman with good looks, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an aura of intellect and mature charm, quietly walked in.
She glanced around and then stood silently at the back.
Upon closer inspection, her demeanor bore some resemblance to Tian Mengyao.
"Lift his shirt."
Lin Fan secretly circulated his qi, activating his divine eye to penetrate the skin and flesh of the short man's back, looking at the vertebrae that resembled a whip.
In Traditional Chinese Medicine, the spine is called the Du Meridian, governing the yang qi of the entire body and being the most important.
Yesterday, Lin Fan had struck the Dazhui acupoint parallel to the shoulder blade below the back of his head. He hadn't used lethal force, merely temporarily incapacitated him.
This fellow clearly didn't know he would recover gradually, hence his haste to beg for mercy.
"Breathe slowly, don't move."
Lin Fan pressed his thumb against the spinous processes of the spine, counting them one by one upwards.
The short man dared not breathe, fearing that even the slightest mistake would cost him his life.
The beautiful woman then gracefully approached, wanting to see what Lin Fan was doing.
The family members glanced at her but said nothing.
Firstly, they felt guilty and didn't dare to meddle.
Secondly, the beautiful woman possessed a noble aura, a kind of indescribable sacredness that made it difficult to look directly at her.
Lin Fan was focused, observing the injury on the patient's Dazhui acupoint, completely unaware of the person behind him.
The needle tip slowly approached the patient's protruding spine, making everyone hold their breath.
The beautiful woman's eyes narrowed, surprised by Lin Fan's audacity.
In Western medicine, the spine contains the spinal cord, connecting all the nerves in the body, hence it is called the central nervous system.
The patient's condition clearly showed symptoms of high paraplegia. Could he possibly treat it with a single silver needle insertion into the spinal cord?
If she hadn't been afraid of startling Lin Fan, the beautiful woman would have cried out in surprise.
What a joke!
Without a CT scan, without advanced medical equipment, how could he dare to proceed?
*Swish!*
Lin Fan's pupils contracted, and the silver needle in his hand instantly plunged in.
Seeing this, the beautiful woman's heart nearly leaped out of her chest.
Did he even know that such a random needle insertion could potentially leave the patient permanently disabled?
However, the patient seemed to be paralyzed already...
The beautiful woman lightly covered her mouth, not daring to breathe.
Lin Fan's technique was skilled. He manipulated the silver needle, inserting it through the gaps between the vertebrae, and stopped immediately after piercing the dura mater outside the spinal cord.
A gentle stream of purple qi was channeled into the patient's body through the silver needle, then, like mist, it transformed into pure energy and spread out little by little.
"Oh~"
The short man let out a long, comfortable groan.
"No noise."
Lin Fan said in a low voice.
The short man immediately silenced himself, his muscles tensing, not even daring to move his fingers.
His mother stared at the silver needle deeply embedded in his spine, her heart filled with both fear and anxiety.
The more she didn't want to look, the more she couldn't help but look.
After a while.
Lin Fan repaired the patient's damaged spinal nerves and then pulled out the silver needle.
"Done."
Lin Fan stood up.
"Doctor Lin, my son is cured?"
The old woman asked in disbelief.
No one present believed that Lin Fan had cured the paralyzed patient with just one needle insertion.
"Get up, why are you still lying there?"
Lin Fan put away the silver needle and said impatiently.
Hearing this, the short man's heart was instantly filled with overwhelming joy.
In fact, he couldn't believe he was healthy again. His limbs had regained sensation, but he feared it was just his imagination.
So, he first moved his finger gently, then tried to move his hands.
When he felt his hands clenching as he willed, the joy on his face could no longer be contained.
He suddenly pushed himself up and looked at his hands.
"Mom, I'm cured!"
"I'm really cured!"
He was so overjoyed that he cried.
"My son!"
The old woman rushed forward and hugged him tightly, "You must never do bad things again."
"Mom, I will repent and turn over a new leaf, and I will be filial to you from now on."
Mother and son embraced and wept, a scene that moved everyone to tears.
Lin Fan chuckled. If he had known this would happen, why did he have to cause trouble in the first place?