"Let go, second uncle, I will make sure you don't get into trouble."

Lin Yuxin smiled and said that as long as her second uncle agreed, it would be fine. If he agreed, she planned to come over at night and make her second uncle faint before treating him.

Lin Yuxin fished out a silver needle from her sleeve and shook it in her hand.

"Uncle, shall we start? If it hurts, tell me so I can adjust in time."

Lin Yuxin reminded.

"It's okay. I can bear it."

Zhao Yingfeng shook his head. It's already like this, how can you still bear this little pain?

Lin Yuxin lifted the quilt and rolled up her second uncle's legs.

What came into view was a pair of withered, ugly legs, covered with scars, showing how many injuries they had suffered at the time.

Lin Yuxin sighed inwardly, then put aside all distracting thoughts and focused her eyes, her whole body solemn and holy.

She picked up a silver needle and pierced the acupuncture point on her leg quickly, accurately and fiercely.

When Lin Yuxin was inserting the tenth silver needle, she heard footsteps from behind.

Grandfather, grandmother, second aunt and others, everyone came.

But Lin Yuxin was distracted now, so she ignored everyone.

However, although everyone in the general's mansion rushed over anxiously, they saw that Zhao Yingfeng had a silver needle inserted in his leg, so they were worried and did not dare to disturb him now.

Although this family met Lin Yuxin for the first time, they were able to give her enough trust.

On the way back, Zhao Shijie had already listened to his grandson's story and knew that Lin Yuxin had a way to treat Yingfeng's legs, and he also knew the suffering his son had endured in the past ten years.

놛놆happy놅, and at the same time 껩놆뀞ache놅.

I'm so happy. My son's leg has not been cured for so many years. Now there is a chance that it can be cured. Maybe the chance is only a tiny one, but there is hope that it can be cured.

At the same time, we are worried that we will have hope and then be disappointed.

She loved her son so much for so many years, yet she never let her family know and endured it all by herself. What a silly child!

Zhao Shijie's old eyes were filled with tears. He was a decisive general, but now he was just a father who loved his son.

Fang Lan's face was covered with tears, she was in so much pain that she needed Zhao Shijie to support her all the way. She had already fallen down. Now she leaned on Zhao Shijie, watching her son suffer, she felt like being pricked by needles.

But Chen Lanzhi was not as calm as her father. She watched her husband's legs get more and more stitches, and she also heard what her son said on the way. She felt pain and blamed herself.

She is his wife, and they have been sleeping together for so many years, but she didn't even realize that her husband is strong. How could she be so stupid?

Chen Lanzhi could control herself when crying, but she didn't dare to cry loudly for fear of affecting Yuxin's treatment.

"Husband?"

Finally, Chen Lanzhi couldn't help it, and called out to Zhao Yingfeng cautiously.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Zhao Yingfeng endured the severe pain and comforted her softly, “It really hurts, but it’s within the tolerable range.”

"Husband, why are you sweating so much? Does it hurt? Yuxin, what's wrong? Why is your second uncle in so much pain?"

Seeing that he was in pain and began to sweat, Chen Lanzhi did not let go. Instead, she became even more worried. How could she bear it when her husband was in so much pain in front of her?

"Second aunt, if you believe me, I will give you a healthy husband."

Lin Yuxin said this without even raising her head, and then continued to move her hands.

Chen Lanzhi was silent after hearing this. Zhao Hanya walked over, hugged Chen Lanzhi and comforted her softly:

"Second sister-in-law, let go, Yuxin knows her limits."

So everyone waited in the room, but no one made any sound, for fear of disturbing Lin Yuxin's treatment.

In half an hour, Zhao Yingfeng's legs were covered with silver needles.

Zhao Yingfeng was already sweating from the pain, but he kept biting his teeth and holding on.

Lin Yuxin had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead because she was concentrating on acupuncture.

After the last injection, Lin Yuxin stopped, she slowed down, and then stood up.

"Yuxin, what's wrong?"

When the second aunt and Fang Lan saw Lin Yuxin standing up, they hurried forward and asked.

"Grandma, second aunt, I gave my second uncle acupuncture today mainly to relieve his pain. Another purpose was that I wanted to see what his legs looked like after all these years. I wanted to prepare them for future treatments. It will hurt a little now. Wait a quarter of an hour and the needles will be removed. It will hurt again today."

Lin Yuxin explained to Chen Lanzhi with a pale face.

Zhao Hanya saw that her daughter was sweating profusely and felt a little weak all over, so she hurried forward to support her.

"Yuxin, are you okay?"

Zhao Hanya asked worriedly.

"It's okay. I'm a little tired. I'll take a rest for a while."

Lin Yuxin leaned in Zhao Hanya's arms and comforted her.

Then he looked at the people around him and said seriously:

"Grandfather, grandmother, second aunt, I mean what I said today. I have managed to cure my second uncle's leg. He can only recover, but he can live a normal life."

Zhao Shijie was the first to react. He suppressed all his thoughts and asked calmly:

"Yuxin girl, how confident are you!"

"Eighty to ninety percent."

Lin Yuxin answered seriously.

"How is Na Yingfeng now?"

Zhao Shijie asked again with concern.

"You're fine, the needle will be removed soon. I'll prescribe a prescription for you to drink for five days, and then you can have the leg surgery in five days."

Lin Yuxin patiently explained the treatment plan.

"Operation?"

Everyone understood and looked at Lin Yuxin.

"Yes, the surgery, my second uncle's leg was broken, and the treatment was delayed. The doctor's skills were not that high, so this is what happened now. If you want to cure it, you have to break it down and then rebuild it."

"This process is very painful. Let my second uncle eat well in the next few days to replenish his energy and take care of his body. I'm afraid he will be unable to hold on when the time comes."

Lin Yuxin looked at everyone and explained seriously.

"Okay, Yuxin, your second uncle has handed it over to you. Do your best and keep the pressure on."

Zhao Shijie took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yuxin and spoke seriously, but he was afraid that she would feel pressured and blame herself if she was cured, so he added the last sentence.

But she also didn't want to miss any chance to cure her son. After all, Yingfeng was already like this now. As long as there was a chance to cure him, she would agree. She had already lost one son, so she couldn't wait to lose another.

“Yuxin…!”

The second aunt stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yuxin's hand, but because she was choking with sobs, she wanted to say something but couldn't utter a word.

"Second aunt, let me go."

Lin Yuxin reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Lin Yuxin turned around to remove the needle.

After Lin Yuxin pulled out all the silver needles, Zhao Yingfeng clearly felt that his legs were no longer so painful and even warm.

놛…놛Does it hurt here놆놊?

Zhao Yingfeng's eyes immediately burst into surprise, and he realized that he had been deceived.

"My...my leg...seems to hurt?"

Zhao Yingfeng muttered to himself, but no one heard him.

The first person I heard was his wife, Chen Lanzhi.

"My husband, what did you say?"

Chen Lanzhi immediately stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"My legs seem to hurt."

Zhao Yingfeng was brought back to his senses by his wife. With red eyes, he looked at his wife and said it again.