Song Yun stayed in the guesthouse for one night and returned to the Jin family in high spirits. She was surprised by Jin Zheng's progress. After only one night, he was able to move his fingers according to instructions. Although he could only move the fingers of one hand and the other three limbs had no response, it was only a matter of time. She believed that with his efforts, he would soon be able to move all four limbs and gradually recover.
Song Yun gave Jin Zhengyi a second acupuncture treatment. This time, the pain was even greater than the first time yesterday. Jin Zhengyi bit the towel tightly, his eyes were wide open, veins bulged on his forehead, beads of sweat rolled down, and painful groans kept coming from his throat, but he never thought of calling for a stop.
Acupuncture is followed by massage.
After two days of continuous consumption of internal energy, Song Yun could no longer bear it, and her originally rosy face became much paler.
After finishing the massage, Song Yun sat on a stool beside her to rest.
Seeing her like this, Zheng's mother was very worried, "Doctor Song, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yun shook her head and smiled, "I'm fine, just too tired. I just need to rest for a while." She had three days of buffer time because she would not be able to bear it otherwise.
"The first phase of treatment is over. I'll come back in three days." Song Yun said to Zheng's mother.
Zheng Yun's mother hurried to the closet to rummage around, and pulled out a tin box. She opened it in front of Song Yun, and inside was money: a large black stack tied with a yellow rubber band, weighing at least several thousand. The rest was loose change.
The three thousand yuan tied with a rubber band was Zhengye's disability compensation from the Public Security Bureau. She had originally not planned to touch it, thinking of saving it for Zhengye. When she was too old to earn money and could no longer take care of Zhengye, she would use the money to find someone to help Zhengye.
Now that the situation is finally saved, this money will naturally play its due role.
Zheng's mother took out three ten-yuan bills and handed them to Song Yun, "Doctor Song, I don't know if this is enough."
Song Yun took it and said with a smile, "That's enough."
Thirty yuan is not a small amount of money for a worker. It is nearly a month's salary, so it is naturally not a small amount.
Although this money is insignificant compared to what Song Yun spends.
Jiang Bing came hurriedly and learned that Song Yun was leaving, so he hurried to borrow the car again.
The car I borrowed yesterday has been returned, and it's out transporting goods, so it won't be back for a while.
Jiang Bing had some friendship with the deputy director of the machinery factory, so he simply went to the machinery factory.
When Director Fu heard that Jiang Bing wanted to borrow the car to pick up Song Yun to Jin Zheng's Mercedes-Benz, he immediately decided to lend the car to Jiang Bing, and even the driver as well. This way, Jiang Bing's work would not be delayed, and he would not have to take leave all the time. He could just let the driver from the machinery factory be responsible for picking her up until her treatment was completed.
Director Fu heard about Kim Jong-il's situation. He always praised Kim Jong-il as a people's hero, and he would naturally help such a person when he was in trouble.
So Song Yun got into Jiang Wu and Zhou Xiong's car again
The trips continued every three days until mid-January, when Song Yun finally completed all of Kim Jong-il's treatments.
At this time, Kim Jong-un was able to do simple movements of raising his hands and legs.
"This is the last massage. After that, you have to rely on your own rehabilitation. According to your current progress, I estimate that it won't be long before you can stand up on your own." Song Yun said.
Kim Jong-un naturally believed that he would see new changes every day, and all the changes were moving in a good direction. He believed that with his efforts, things would get better and better, and he would stand up again sooner or later.
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