Mr. Barthez and Mrs. Barthez looked at their son in the wheelchair with nervous and expectant faces.
Leon took the towel handed over by Mrs. Barthez, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the child in the wheelchair with concern.
On this day, after a period of consideration, Mr. Barthez and Mrs. Barthez finally decided to let Leon try acupuncture treatment with traditional Chinese medicine on their son.
When Leon sent Netel Barthez back last time, he casually mentioned that he was a Chinese medicine practitioner and he was willing to help Barthez if needed.
However, Li Ang also stated in advance that he did not have the qualification to practice medicine in Spain, so he was only providing voluntary assistance and would not charge for consultation. However, the couple had to sign an agreement first, guaranteeing that as long as there was no problem with his treatment, they would not
They would cause trouble for him later because of the medical qualification certificate. Li Ang was prepared for this, and he didn't want to cause trouble by helping him out of kindness.
It is precisely for this reason that the help he provides is only acupuncture treatment and prescribing some mild medicine, which is safer.
At this time, Li Ang had just finished acupuncture for little Bathezi. Before that, he had arranged for Bathezi to take decoction for a week to prepare for the acupuncture.
Mr. Barthez reached out and pinched his son's calf.
"Do you feel it?" Mr. Barthez asked.
Little Bathezi shook his head, a little frustrated.
Leon's heart sank, while Mrs. Barthez looked sad.
Mr. Barthez was also a little frustrated. He subconsciously exerted some force, and then heard his son's eyes suddenly widen, "Dad, it hurts."
Hearing what little Barthez said, the couple were first stunned, and then ecstatic. Before that, they also tried to stimulate the pain in Barthez's legs as hard as possible, but their son was never able to feel pain.
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"Is it an illusion?" Mr. Barthez wiped his face with his hand, and then pinched it again, this time harder.
"It hurts!" Little Bathezi shouted in surprise.
"Oh, God!" Mrs. Barthez covered her mouth, then came up and hugged her son, unable to hold back her tears.
Mr. Barthez also had his hands on his face, and the big man almost cried before he came over and hugged Leon hard.
"Lee, thank you, thank you." Mr. Barthez was excited. "You not only saved my favorite team, but also saved Nettle."
"It just has some effects. I can't say how sure it is now." Li Ang was also very happy, "I can only try my best to help little Barthez. I am also very happy to be able to help him."
After the excitement of the family of three subsided, Li Ang continued to communicate with them about little Barthez's condition.
"Li, do you want this treatment to continue?" Mr. Barthez asked. When he first saw Li Ang taking out those silver needles, he was also shocked. Now what does this Spanish man think of those silver needles?
Be kind.
"As for acupuncture, it won't be needed in a short time." Li Ang shook his head. Bathezi's muscle nerves have been 'sleeping' for a long time, and the muscles are also showing signs of atrophy. In this case, it is not advisable to stimulate the nerves frequently and with greater strength.
At this time, both the body and nerves are very fragile.
Moreover, Li Ang's acupuncture consumes a lot of energy, which is similar to Qigong. It is impossible for him to do it frequently, which is more harmful to the body.
"I will give Nettle a massage soon. You guys should watch carefully and learn this massage technique." Li Ang said, "Follow this massage technique and massage little Barthez for three months. After three months, I will do it again."
Give him a shot based on the actual situation."
Mr. and Mrs. Barthez nodded hurriedly. They had been fighting for their son's condition for many years, and they were almost in despair. It could even be said that they had given up. They had been to major hospitals in Madrid and even the Royal Hospital in London.
, the doctors all shook their heads and said they were helpless, and more comforted them to let little Barthez adapt to the life of "rigid paralysis" in the future.
When there was no hope left, they didn't expect that they just had no choice but to let Li Ang try it with the mentality of "treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor", and it actually worked.
This event is a miracle of God’s providence!
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Before this, they would even think that they must be crazy. They would actually believe the words of a football head coach and ask Li Ang to treat their son... How could the football head coach and the doctor be connected to everything?!
"We must be crazy." Before Li Ang came today, the couple were still saying this to themselves.
Now, they were in ecstasy, and they felt that they had to thank God, thank them for being so crazy that they chose to ask Li Ang to treat their son.
Of course, they knew that the person they should thank the most was Li Ang.
Although as Li Ang said, now is just a good start, and it is still unknown whether it can be cured, but at the very least, this gives hope, isn't it?!
"Natel has loved football since he was a child." Mr. Barthez had tears in his eyes. "Every time I hear him say that he envies those children running and playing football on the field, my heart breaks."
Leon patted Mr. Barthez on the shoulder to express comfort.
At this time, after hearing his father's words, little Bathezi's eyes dimmed and he turned his head to one side.
Li Ang noticed the child's expression. He walked over, squatted down, and touched the head of the child in the wheelchair, "Nettel Barthez, the team successfully avoided relegation, and we also won the King's Cup.
Are you happy?"
"I'm very happy." Barthez's eyes sparkled when he heard this topic, "Especially to win the King's Cup. This is the team's first trophy in the 99 years since its establishment!"
Li Ang glanced at little Barthez in surprise. He didn't expect this kid to know the history of the team so clearly.
"Nettel is a huge fan of Gijon," Mr. Barthez said proudly.
"Very good." Leon smiled, "So, Nettle, do you believe me?"
"I -" the child glanced at Li Ang, then nodded, "I believe it."
"Ha, it seems you don't have enough confidence." Li Ang smiled, "Look, the team has not won the championship in ninety-nine years, and I have led the team to do it. Isn't it amazing?"
"Yeah." Little Barthez nodded vigorously, "You are the best coach in the world."
"Thank you." Li Ang said happily, "Let me tell you a secret. I am not only the best coach in the world, but also the best doctor. If I say, as long as I want to do it, I can't do it without me.
Do you agree with what I said?"
"That's right! You are the best!" Little Barthez said seriously.
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"Very good." Li Ang nodded, "As long as you listen to me, stay optimistic and confident, do as I say, and cooperate with treatment, you will be able to stand up in the future. Even going to the stadium to play football is not impossible.
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"Really?" asked little Bathezi.
"You just said you trust me." Li Ang made a disappointed expression.
"I'm sorry!" Little Barthez apologized immediately, "I believe you, you are the best!"
"Very good." Li Ang nodded, "You must cooperate with the treatment. You will definitely be able to stand up and go to the stadium to play football."
"I want to play football under you in the future." Little Barthez suddenly said, very seriously, "I want to be your player!"
"Ah -" Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and rubbed little Barthez's head vigorously, "I have very strict requirements for players, so you have to work hard."
"I can definitely do it!" Little Bathezi waved his fist.
"Go hard." Li Ang smiled and nodded.
"Yeah!" The kid named Nettle Barthez nodded vigorously.
Beside, Mrs. Barthez was hugged by her husband. The mother was already crying...
When he said goodbye and left, Li Ang waved his right arm to the child in the wheelchair, "Come on, Nettle."
