593: C593 Strange Illness

C593 Strange Illness

"Old man, it was an accident that we met today. I hope you don't misunderstand. I didn't want to take the opportunity to do anything to the Qin family. If you're worried, I can leave now."

"Hey hey, of course not!"

Old Master Qin was just a little surprised. There was no need to ask someone to leave.

He also found Jiang Feifan more and more pleasing to the eye.

Not only was he kind, he was also frank and frank. He was a gentleman!

"Jiang Feifan, I know you are not that kind of person. Besides, you came to my house because I invited you. It's not because of some weird reason. Besides, you're here to give my grandson a chance, aren't you? "

"I just want to make things clear to you so that you won't have any misunderstandings in the future."

"No misunderstandings, no misunderstandings. Can we go in now?"

They were still standing in the garden talking.

Jiang Feifan smiled and nodded.

This matter was considered to have passed.

After entering the Qin Family, Old Master Qin brought Jiang Feifan to his grandson's room.

It wasn't that Old Master Qin was anxious, it was Jiang Feifan who decided.

Since he had already made up his mind, Old Master Qin naturally felt happy and happy.

Old Master Qin's grandson was currently sitting on the children's bed in the room, staring blankly out the window. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

When Jiang Feifan and the others came in, there was a nanny by his side looking at him.

After Old Master Qin came in, he let the nanny out.

"My grandson is so pitiful."

Old Master Qin walked to the bedside and gently touched the child's head.

The child did not react at all.

"Jiang Feifan, please help my grandson take a look. Regardless of whether he can succeed or not, I won't blame you. I just don't want to miss any opportunity."

Old Master Qin did not want to give Jiang Feifan any pressure. After all, this young man was a good child.

"En, I will try my best."

Jiang Feifan walked forward and sat in front of his grandson.

He held his grandson's hand and started to take his pulse.

This pulse caused his brows to furrow.

Old Master Qin looked at his expression, but his eyes lit up.

Frowning meant that he had discovered the problem. If he had discovered the problem, did that mean that there would be a solution to the problem?

Although he knew that he couldn't think of the problem so well, he couldn't help but think about it.

Jiang Feifan let go of his grandson's hand and tapped his forehead with his two fingers.

The eyes of the child who had lost his spirit before suddenly lit up. However, it was only for a moment before he returned to his lifeless state.

However, this time, Old Master Qin also saw it. He had been staring at them without blinking, so it was impossible for him to miss it.

If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing Jiang Feifan, he would have called him out.

Fortunately, he covered his mouth in time.

Although Jiang Feifan didn't want him to be quiet, he subconsciously thought that this was a quiet occasion.

"Old Master Qin, I found out what's wrong with your grandson."

"What problem? What problem?"

Old Master Qin asked excitedly.

"When I took his pulse just now, I found that his meridians were a little blocked. After a careful examination, I found that there was a small blood clot in his brain's nerves. That small blood clot suppressed his brain's nerves."

"It also caused him to appear like this. The doctors in the hospital didn't notice it before. It should be because the blood clot was very small and hidden in his nerves. It was not easy to find it."

" This, why would my grandson have a blood clot in his brain? "

Old Master Qin looked surprised. He really did not expect Jiang Feifan to say these reasons.

If he had only one percent confidence in Jiang Feifan before, it would be fifty percent now.

He really saw hope, he really saw hope!

"Could it be that during the autumn vacation, my little grandson knocked his head on the ground?"

Old Master Qin recalled the situation at that time and said.

"At that time, the school organized the autumn outing. My grandson also went to participate, but it suddenly rained. My grandson fell when the teachers arranged the retreat."

"But he wasn't injured at that time. Plus, he had a fever when he came back, so we put the problem on his fever. We didn't think about the problem in his head."

Thinking back now, Old Master Qin regretted it very much.

If they had examined him more and examined him from other aspects, would they have found the problem?

However, there was a blood clot in his brain, and it was suppressing his brain nerves.

Everyone knew that the risks involved in surgeries involving the brain were very high. If the surgery did not go smoothly, would his grandson have to face an even more serious problem?

When he thought of this, the smile on Old Master Qin's face suddenly turned into sadness.

"Grandpa Qin, you don't have to worry. Since you have found the problem, the next thing you need to do is to solve it."

He knew that Old Master Qin was worried about brain surgery, but using his method, there was no need for surgery.

It could only be said that the unorthodox way he walked was not something an ordinary person could walk.

"Do you have a way, Jiang Feifan? Do you want to make an incision?"

"No need."

"If we don't do it, how are we going to get the blood clots out?"

"Acupuncture will do."

After Jiang Feifan finished speaking, he remembered that he did not bring the silver needles out. He said to Old Master Qin, "Grandpa Qin, I don't have any silver needles on me. I need you to help me prepare them. Look."1

"No problem! No problem! Tell me what you want. I'll get someone to buy it right away!"

Jiang Feifan saw how excited he was and couldn't help but laugh. After telling Old Master Qin the silver needle model he needed, Old Master Qin immediately let the maids go out to buy it.

"Jiang Feifan, is it really okay to use silver needles? Can my grandson's illness really be cured?"

"No problem."

Jiang Feifan said without thinking. He looked very confident.

Old Master Qin did not know how to count, but when he saw how confident Jiang Feifan was, he felt more at ease.

Maybe, it was really possible?

While waiting for the silver needle to arrive, Jiang Feifan didn't stay idle. He started to inject a trace of spiritual energy into the brain of the grandson of the Qin family, letting his energy wrap around the blood clot.

He spent five minutes to completely wrap the blood clot with the spiritual energy. Next, when the silver needle arrived, he would use the silver needle to draw the blood clot out, and the little child would be completely healed.

After Jiang Feifan wrapped the blood clot with his spiritual energy, the little child's eyes returned to normal.

Old Master Qin saw the change in the eyes of his little grandson. At first, he thought that it was just a fleeting moment like before, but after staring at it for a long time, he found that the eyes of his little grandson had never returned to being lifeless.

He was excited and nervous. He suppressed his emotions and called out, "Little Treasure?"

Little Treasure was the name of this grandson.

"Grandfather?"

The child called out softly.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Old Master Qin answered three times excitedly.

He was really too excited, too excited!

Half a year had passed. His initial hope had turned into disappointment and even despair.

He had never expected that there would be such a time.

Half a year later, his little grandson had called him grandfather again!

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