594: C594 Misunderstanding

C594 Misunderstanding

In the past six months, it wasn't that Little Treasure didn't know how to speak. It was just that he would only say the word hungry and that the term grandpa and dad never appeared again.

Old Master Qin's eyes were red.

He was so excited that he wanted to hug Qin Little Treasure, but Jiang Feifan quickly stopped him.

"Grandpa Qin, you can't do it now."

Facing Old Master Qin's doubtful gaze, he kindly explained.

"The blood clot in his brain is currently unstable. If you hug him and shake him a little, the blood clot may move and cause serious consequences."

Jiang Feifan's words made Old Master Qin's whole body stiffen. Not to mention hugging his grandson, he didn't even dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved, it would affect his grandson.

"Grandpa."

Qin Xiaobao shouted again.

"Be good, be good, Xiaobao. Be good and don't move now. After this uncle helps you cure your illness, you can go out and play."

"Am I sick?" Qin Little Treasure asked curiously.

Old Master Qin looked at Jiang Feifan again.

Jiang Feifan said, "He probably doesn't have these past half a year's worth of memories."

His brain was pressed by the blood clot, and he was stunned. Memory was no longer important.

"That's good too."

Old Master Qin sighed.

During this half a year, a lot of things had happened in the Qin family.

It would be better if Little Sun didn't have any memories. Otherwise, he would be very sad.

Little Sun and Little Sun were already ten years old. They were no longer that insensible child. So if he knew about some things, it would really make him very sad.

"You're called Little Treasure, right?"

In order to not let the child move about, Jiang Feifan could only speak to him.

Although Qin Xiaobao felt that this uncle in front of him was not someone to be trifled with, because his grandfather said that he was here to treat him, he still subconsciously had a good impression of him.

Although he forgot about his illness, he still had some impression in his mind.

He did not completely lose the memories of the past half a year.

"My name is Little Treasure. Uncle, are you a doctor?"

"I am a doctor."

"What's the difference between a doctor and a doctor? "

"Of course there is a difference between a doctor and a doctor."

Jiang Feifan patiently explained to him. Qin Xiaobao also obediently sat on the bed and did not have any intention of walking away.

Old Master Qin watched this scene from the side and his eyes turned red again.

His little grandson had returned to normal. All of this was not a dream. It was not a dream.

Qin Ying hurried over from Qin's Group. When he arrived home, he heard from the servants that his father had really brought a young man home. Moreover, the young man was still in his son's room.

He was even more worried.

Could it be that this Jiang Feifan was so despicable that he wanted to make a move on a little child?

He hurriedly went upstairs and opened the door.

"Jiang Feifan, don't do anything reckless!"

He had just entered the room, but before he could see what was going on, he hurriedly said.

Then, the three pairs of eyes in the room looked at him in unison.

At that moment, Qin Ying felt embarrassed.

"Father."

Qin Xiaobao saw his father. He originally wanted to walk over, but just now, Uncle Jiang Feifan told him to sit obediently on the bed and not move.

The little child was still very obedient to professional doctors and doctors.

Qin Ying was stunned.

He looked at his son who was sitting on the bed in disbelief. He suspected that he had heard something wrong.

His son actually called him father just now?

And was it his misconception? Why did he feel that his son's eyes were also much more spirited than before?

"This is?"

He was just about to ask what was going on when the nanny sent by Old Master Qin to buy silver needles came in.

"Master, we have bought the things."

Old Master Qin heard him and quickly went to get it.

He originally wanted to explain to his son, but now he did not want to explain.

Compared to his son, the situation of his grandson was obviously more important.

Old Master Qin quickly passed the silver needle to Jiang Feifan.

"Jiang Feifan, this."

"En, no problem."

Jiang Feifan gave Old Master Qin a confident smile.

Old Master Qin saw this and nodded with confidence.

He now had 100% trust in Jiang Feifan.

In order not to disturb Jiang Feifan, he sensibly stepped back.

Jiang Feifan also got up and started to prepare to help Qin Xiaobao perform acupuncture to draw out the blood clot in his brain.

"Xiaobao, uncle is going to treat you now. From now on, you can't move anymore, understand?"

"Okay, uncle."

Qin Little Treasure was really obedient.

Most of the young boys at this age had a bit of a devilish nature, but Qin Xiaobao was a very obedient child. It was just that he didn't know if it had something to do with his illness in the past half a year.

Qin Ying looked at all of this and was completely dumbfounded.

Why did no one explain to him?

He was such a big man standing here, why didn't anyone explain it to him?

Qin Ying, who was waiting for someone to explain it to him, gave up now. He looked at Old Master Qin.

"Dad."

"Shut up. Don't disturb Jiang Feifan."

He was scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qin Ying suddenly started to suspect that he wasn't his biological son.

Without an explanation, Qin Ying did not dare to do anything. He could only stand by the side and wait.

He did not go up to stop them.

Instinct told him that this should be a good thing.

Of course, all of this was because when he entered, his son called him 'father'.

It had been half a year since he heard his son call him father.

He had originally thought that he would never have another chance in his life, but he had never expected to hear this call.

Qin Ying's eyes turned red.

The silver needle successfully drew out the blood clot in Little Treasure's brain.

The whole process took less than ten minutes. Jiang Feifan took back the silver needle and looked at Old Master Qin.

"Grandpa Qin, it's done."

Old Master Qin ran over excitedly.

"Jiang Feifan, you mean my little grandson is completely cured?"

"Yes, he has completely recovered. The blood clot in his brain has also been drawn out. Take a look."

He pointed at the silver needles beside him. Only then did Old Master Qin realize that those silver needles were filled with black blood.

This was the blood clot that came out of his grandson's brain.

However, Jiang Feifan was really too powerful. He could not even do something that others might not even be able to do with a few silver needles, but he actually did it with just a few silver needles.

"Jiang Feifan, I know you. It's a blessing from the heavens."

He really felt that his luck today was too good.

He went out and fell. In the end, he met Jiang Feifan, this kind young man, and even let his grandson's illness be cured.2

"Little Treasure, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Old Master Qin asked.

"No, grandpa."

Qin Xiaobao didn't dare to move, because Jiang Feifan hadn't said anything yet.

Jiang Feifan realized this and smiled.

"The treatment is done. Xiaobao, you can move now."

"Really?" Qin Little Treasure's eyes lit up.

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