Xia Xiaoyu was crying, and the tears were mixed with traces of blood. He used the three-gan acupuncture technique with both hands.
The three-gan acupuncture method cannot bring the dead back to life, but it can help Mu Ziling escape from danger.
Time passed by, Xia Xiaoyu's face turned extremely pale, and sweat had soaked through his clothes.
But he is still persisting.
The gunfire stopped, the door of the villa was pushed open, and the sound of rapid footsteps was heard.
"Xiaoyu!"
Situ Yue ran over covered in blood.
Xia Xiaoyu dropped the last golden needle, raised his head slightly, and said softly: "Don't touch these silver needles, wait until I wake up!"
After saying that, Xia Xiaoyu felt his eyes go dark and fell backward instantly.
…
A week later, Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
"Doctor Chen, how is Xiaoyu?"
Xia Kangsheng looked at Chen Yunhe in front of him, who was younger than himself but a few years older than himself, and asked eagerly.
Chen Yunhe shook his head, looked at Xia Xiaoyu who was unconscious on the hospital bed, and sighed helplessly: "Everything depends on his luck. The backlash of the three-gan acupuncture method is too deep, and even if he wakes up, he will probably lose his memory. "
"It doesn't matter if you have amnesia, as long as you are fine!" Xia Kangsheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"Don't have too much hope, there's no guarantee when he will wake up!" Chen Yunhe gave Xia Kangsheng a cold look.
At this moment, Qin Zimo pushed Mu Ziling into the room.
"Zi Ling, why are you here? You're in such a condition that you can't move!"
After seeing Mu Ziling, a trace of love flashed in Chen Yunhe's eyes.
"Uncle Chen, I want to see Xiaoyu!" Mu Ziling said softly, tears welling up instantly.
Her face was pale and very haggard.
If her son hadn't used Sanqian acupuncture to protect her during her last breath, her son wouldn't have become like this.
Mu Ziling came to the hospital bed, held Xia Xiaoyu's cold hand, and remained silent.
She just wanted to be by Xia Xiaoyu's side silently.
Qin Zimo's eyes were red and swollen. She had cried so many times in the past week that she was almost dry with tears.
Chen Yunhe looked at Mu Ziling's appearance, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Xiaoyu will wake up, you'd better go back and rest. Don't forget, Xiaoyu risked his life to save your life. You don’t want him to be able to see you again when he opens his eyes!”
"Uncle Chen, I..." Mu Ziling choked with sobs, unable to say the words that were on his lips.
"I know you feel you owe this child, but you don't want your mother to be sad! She is on her way here. Xiaoyu will be fine with me!" Chen Yunhe advised.
"Zimo, push your aunt back to the ward!"
Xia Kangsheng looked at Qin Zimo.
Qin Zimo nodded slightly and pushed Mu Ziling away slowly.
But her and Mu Ziling's eyes never left Xia Xiaoyu.
As soon as the two left, Mr. Kang walked in.
"Sorry, let them run away!"
Mr. Kang looked at Xia Kangsheng apologetically, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Chen Yunhe, and he was suddenly surprised.
"Lao Kang, I haven't seen you for many years, but you're still the same!" Chen Yunhe smiled slightly.
"You are still so young!" Mr. Kang smiled bitterly and then stopped talking.
Xia Kangsheng shook his head and said softly: "Lao Kang, no matter what, I have to thank you this time. Without your help, I would not have been able to save Xiaoyu."
"This is what I should do, not to mention that this incident also started because of me. Ma family, how are you going to deal with it?" Mr. Kang asked.
Xia Kangsheng turned his head and glanced at Xia Xiaoyu on the hospital bed, and said coldly: "Leave it to Xiaoyu! He has planted the cause himself, and he should be the one to bear the fruit! Don't worry about it yet! I want to see what Ma Yongxin is going to do!"
"
"Let's go to Xiaoyu's office to chat!"
Chen Yunhe stopped the two people who were about to continue talking and left the ward together.
Not long after they left, a nurse walked into Xia Xiaoyu's ward.
Bang!
The ward door was closed.
She took off her white mask, revealing her pretty and haggard face.
…
A month has passed in the blink of an eye.
In the ward, Qin Zimo was holding a towel and gently scrubbing Xia Xiaoyu's face.
"It has been more than a month, and you are still sleeping. We are all waiting for you. We have agreed that as soon as you wake up, we will marry you. Then we move abroad, buy a farm, and live a pastoral life.
A herding life.”
Qin Zimo wiped it while talking, with a happy smile on his face.
During this month, Qin Zimo almost lived in the hospital. The ward that originally only had one bed was added to it by her, and that bed was hers.
No matter who persuades me, it is of no use.
"Look at your hands. I clean them for you every day. Why do they still feel a little dirty? Don't move and wait until I give them to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Zimo was stunned.
Looking at the hand that was still moving slightly in disbelief, he slowly raised his head and looked at Xia Xiaoyu.
Although his eyes were closed, his eyelids were moving.
"Husband, are you awake? Husband, open your eyes and see who I am?"
Qin Zimo threw the towel away and shouted in surprise.
At this time, Xia Xiaoyu felt that his eyelids were very heavy and he could not open them no matter how hard he tried.
His whole body seemed to be bound by something, unable to move at all.
It felt more like a huge stone was being pressed against my chest, and even breathing became difficult.
My head was in extreme pain, as if it was going to explode.
A painful cry came from his throat.
"ah……"
Hoarse, weak, and very painful.
His voice didn't sound like a human voice at all, it sounded eerie and terrifying.
It can be seen that the pain he is suffering now is extremely huge.
Qin Zimo panicked and ran outside in a hurry, shouting: "Doctor Chen, come quickly and take a look at Xiaoyu!"
Following her shout, Chen Yunhe and others hurried over.
When they ran into the ward, they were all stunned.
I saw that Xia Xiaoyu had already sat up and looked around the room with his eyes, which were a little dull.
Mu Ziling also rushed over and walked towards the hospital bed step by step.
"Xiaoyu, I am mom, do you still recognize me?"
Xia Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling blankly, without saying a word or even blinking.
After a long time, he said weakly: "Mom, Xiaoyu is hungry, Xiaoyu wants to eat!"
"Well! Mom will get Xiaoyu some food right now!"
Mu Ziling hugged Xia Xiaoyu and cried loudly.
Chen Yunhe sighed, turned and left.
He didn't want to see it happen, but it happened anyway. At this time, he really regretted teaching Xia Xiaoyu the three-gan acupuncture technique.
But it is useless to say this now. Xia Xiaoyu has not only lost his memory, but his IQ is probably the same as that of a five or six-year-old child. (To be continued)