Song Yun asked Xiao Wu's mother, "Has Xiao Wu's situation been better in the past two years?"
Xiao Wu's mother nodded quickly. "Yes, he's gotten much better in the past two years and is more obedient. Before, he wouldn't respond when we talked to him. He'd just stare blankly and even had trouble taking care of himself. Now he's much better, but here—" She pointed to her head, "It's still not quite right."
Song Yun said, "Recovery takes time. The sooner it happens, the better. If it's delayed too long, some brain nerves will have difficulty recovering, and intelligence will remain at the level of childhood, just like Xiao Wu is now."
Xiao Wu's mother became nervous again, "Then is there any cure for him?"
Song Yun said: "His condition is much better than I thought. Even if I don't intervene with treatment now, he should gradually get better in a few years."
Xiao Wu's mother covered her mouth, unable to believe what she heard. Even if Xiao Wu couldn't be treated, he would get better on his own.
"Then, how do we treat it?" Xiao Wu's mother asked anxiously.
Song Yun said, "He will definitely recover early. As for the time and condition of recovery, it depends on his response after taking the medicine."
After saying that, he took out a small jar from his trouser pocket, which contained three Mingxin pills.
"This is the Mingxin Pill I made myself. Take one pill every three days, a total of three pills are enough." She handed the Mingxin Pill to Xiao Wu's mother, and took out a needle bag from another trouser pocket. Fortunately, this needle bag was not big, otherwise it would be exposed.
"I'll give him a set of acupuncture today. This method requires seven treatments, once every seven days. I'll write down the instructions, and you can find a local Chinese medicine practitioner or a doctor at a local Chinese medicine hospital to help you with the acupuncture."
Xiao Wu's mother was originally immersed in joy, but was stunned when she heard this. "Ah? Can't I continue to ask you for acupuncture in the future?"
Song Yun said, "I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow. Today is my last day at the Macau office."
Xiao Wu's mother was a little uneasy, but she didn't know what to say. She couldn't ask him to stay and treat Xiao Wu. He was a soldier, so how could he just not go back?
"Then, can you please leave me your contact information?"
Song Yun readily wrote down the address of Zhengde Street in Beijing to her.
After writing the address, Song Yun asked Xiao Wu's mother to tell Xiao Wu to take medicine, first take a Mingxin Dan, and then have an acupuncture.
Xiao Wu took medicine very quickly, without any coaxing, as if he were eating candy beans. It was obvious that he had taken a lot of medicine in the past.
He was not so cooperative when it came to acupuncture. As soon as he saw the needle, he was so scared that he hid in the corner, crying loudly.
Helplessly, Song Yun had to knock him out, just like when she treated Qu Yunzhu before, there was no way to cure him without knocking him out.
Xiao Wu's mother was very worried at first, but she soon felt relieved after seeing how skillfully she inserted the needle.
She was not an ignorant woman. She had seen many old Chinese medicine practitioners, but this was the first time she had seen one who could give acupuncture so skillfully. It was obvious that although the girl was not young, she had real skills.
After the acupuncture, Song Yun was sweating again. In addition, her clothes were wet and not completely dry, so she felt very uncomfortable.
While Xiao Wu was still asleep, she went to the bathroom, wiped her body briefly with the spare water stored in the storage compartment, and changed into clean underwear. Fortunately, her outer clothes were already dry, so she didn't change them.
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