Chapter 505

Qiu Yun looked at the tormented old man in front of her. She never thought her first sentence would mean this.

"Aunt, what are you talking about? Song Jianfeng can't agree. Besides, I can't die, can I?" Qiu Yun understood that she had made this decision after careful consideration as a mother.

However, it's a matter of life and death. He can't just ignore her.

Just as the two of them said this, song Jianfeng had received the news and rushed to them in the shortest time.

"Mom, don't blame my son for being angry if you say that again." Song Jianfeng said excitedly, holding his mother's dry arm in both hands.

Not to mention, now Qiu Yun has assured him that he can cure his mother's cancer. Even if there is no possibility of cure, even if it costs a lot of money, he will not hesitate.

"Hey, you said that you are not young, and you are always in no hurry to get married. I tell you, even if I am angry with you." Song Jianfeng's mother saw her son coming and said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel.

"I'll do it. I can't do it yet. Mom, as long as you promise to cooperate with the boss to cure your disease, I'll get married immediately." Song Jianfeng was almost crying.

In the past, when his mother called him, he often said he wanted to introduce him to a blind date. He refused with various excuses. Until this time, he knew that his old mother had been deeply hurt by his refusal.

"That's what you said." The older song's mother was, she was somewhat like a child. After hearing song Jianfeng's words, she asked him for a guarantee again.

"Don't worry, aunt. If he doesn't get married after you get well, I'll fire him." Qiu Yun said with a smile“ Well, that's good. But young man, how can you be sure that you can cure me? You know, the old doctors in those hospitals say I have two months to live at most. " Song's mother said happily, and then thought that when she was in the hospital, those doctors treated her as a dying man

The way you look.

I can't help but doubt the young man years ago.

"Mom, the boss's medical skills are world-famous. He founded Ziyun group, and he has always used traditional Chinese medicine. Unlike chemotherapy, there are no side effects." When song Jianfeng talked about Qiu Yun's medical skills, he admired them so much that he could hardly stop.

Qiu Yun patted him, and then remembered that his mother was still waiting for treatment. Cancer is a very difficult disease. Of course, it would be better to treat it as soon as possible.

"Aunt, I'll take your pulse first. As for whether I can believe my medical skills, you'll soon know." Qiu Yun smiled, and the faint self-confidence in her words forced song's mother to believe it.

And his baby son came out to talk. He wouldn't lie to his mother.

So she put out her skeptical hand and let Qiu Yun feel her pulse. The latter put her fingers on her slightly dry wrist, closed her eyes and felt it quietly. From that weak pulse, she found the midpoint of tumor cells, which was really in her stomach.

"Aunt, what effect do you usually have on eating?" Qiu Yun asked. He wanted to confirm his judgment carefully. To be accurate, we should judge according to the specific situation of the patient.

After all, in front of him at this time is song Jianfeng's mother, which needs serious diagnosis and treatment.

"It doesn't matter. It hurts so much when I get sick that I can't get up several times." Seeing Qiu Yun's pulse, song's mother really had some skills. She also changed her previous attitude of breaking cans and dead horses as living horse doctors, and began to seriously cooperate with Qiu Yun's diagnosis and treatment.

Then Qiu Yun asked several questions one after another, which seemed very common to song Jianfeng, but of course he didn't interrupt Qiu Yun's diagnosis and treatment, otherwise he would regret delaying his mother's illness.

"The situation is not serious enough to be irreparable. I'm going to have a treatment today, but this time is not suitable. Lao song, take your aunt to eat and mend your body first." Qiu Yun said to song Jianfeng.

"I see. Then my mother's illness will bother the boss." After Song Jianfeng was affirmed by Qiu Yun again, he was in a better mood and immediately took his old mother to eat.

This dinner can be said to be the most luxurious one that song's mother ate in her life. There were almost all kinds of delicacies in her name. She was allowed to choose what she liked to eat.

When their mother and son went to dinner, Qiu Yun began to think about what kind of plan to treat song's mother. At present, although her cancer cells have begun to spread, they can still be controlled.

And for her age, it is really not suitable for more radical treatment.

After thinking about it, Qiu Yun decided to use the golden needle to treat Qi. After a long time of practice, he has already become very skilled in this means.

Soon after, song Jianfeng's mother and son came to Qiu Yun's office. The latter were still waiting. Song Jianfeng guessed that Qiu Yun didn't go to dinner at all.

He couldn't help feeling a little moved in his heart, but he didn't say it. The so-called great kindness didn't say thanks. He didn't intend to thank, but decided to put it deeply in his heart“ Aunt, come here. I'll treat you with a gold needle later. This kind of treatment is not suitable for anesthetics, so there may be some pain. You should hold back. " Qiu Yun took song's mother aside, explained in detail the treatment he would use later, and put the process into practice

I told her everything I might need.

"Don't worry, young man. My old woman is a person who has half of her body buried in the earth anyway. If she can be cured, it will be made in vain." Unexpectedly, song's mother is very cheerful. In her eyes, even life and death are not so important, let alone a little pain.

"That's good." Qiu Yun was relieved. As long as the patient cooperated, he could start treatment at any time.

Even though Song Jian was very anxious, he could only obey Qiu Yun's orders and wait outside.

In an absolutely quiet environment, Qiu Yun visited twenty gold needles one by one. They vary in length and the corresponding acupoints are naturally different.

After adjusting the internal breathing to ensure that his state has reached perfection, Qiu Yun pinched the first gold needle, and the true Qi swam in the body, from shoulder to elbow, and then from elbow to wrist, until it overflowed from his fingertips, and then attached to the gold needle.

His hand was slow but steady, and there was no trembling on the elastic gold needle.

The first needle fell on the Tianchi acupoint of song's mother. The latter only felt a stabbing pain on his scalp, and then it seemed that something slowly stabbed in.

The reason why Qiu Yun chose this acupoint is to keep song's mother awake in the next treatment.

Otherwise, the pain is likely to touch the self-protection mechanism in the human brain. At that time, if song's mother faints after half the treatment, everything he has done will be useless.

As an old man over half a hundred, song's mother naturally has a much stronger ability to endure pain. However, even so, it can be seen from her frown that she endured more hard.

"Aunt, when you can't stand it, you squeak and I'll stop." Qiu Yun knew the terrible degree of this pain, so he specially asked.

Song's mother nodded to understand, and then Qiu Yun continued the treatment again.

He was very cautious with each injection, and with song's mother's feedback on the treatment, he would adjust the rarity of genuine Qi on the golden needle again and again.

The whole process lasted nearly an hour, and only twenty gold needles were used up. Even Qiu Yun, who had increased his strength, was still sweating after all this.

At the beginning, he was not so tired. It was really different from the people he treated. Song's mother was old and her physical bearing capacity was much worse than that of young people. Therefore, Qiu Yun was required not to make any mistakes.

Qiu Yun was also very surprised that although song's mother endured very hard in this process, she didn't hum a word after all.

"Aunt, next I'm going to give you a needle. Don't move." After about a quarter of an hour, Qiu Yun determined that the Qi on the gold needle had entered the body of song's mother, and began to inject the needle.

"Yes." At this time, song's mother lying in the hospital bed only felt that her whole body was surrounded by a strange energy. After experiencing the extreme pain in the early stage, she had a comfortable feeling.

Although she knows nothing about internal skills, in order to feel her whole body, the previously blocked acupoints have been greatly improved at this time.

A breath called vitality began to rise in her whole body.

Now he has no doubt about Qiu Yun's medical skills. It seems that his son is right. I'm afraid there are few better doctors in the world than this young man.

Compared with the time of needling, Qiu Yun did not feel any pain in the process of needling for song's mother, and with the active cooperation of song's mother, the needle went very fast.

This is because before the acupuncture, the acupoints of song Mu were congested, and there were all the places where the cause was formed. As soon as the genuine Qi on the gold needle arrived, it would immediately destroy those Yin Qi. When the two fought, it would give the patient a feeling of swelling, pain and cracking.

When the needle is removed, Yin Qi has been temporarily eliminated, but there will be a pleasant feeling.

"Young man, miracle doctor!" After all the gold needles were removed, song's mother stood up and felt as if she was much healthier than before. The listless breath in her body dissipated and was replaced by a kind of lightness, as if she had returned to ten years ago.

So she couldn't help praising at the first time after she went down to the ground.

"Aunt flattered me." Qiu Yun said modestly. At this time, even he felt a faint in front of him due to the consumption of a lot of real Qi.

Song Jianfeng, who was waiting outside, could not wait to run in when he heard the voice of dialogue inside.

"Mom?" Song Jianfeng looked at his mother with questioning eyes. The first time he saw her face, song Jianfeng could feel that the faint dead spirit on her face had dissipated.

"Son, your boss will be the mother's lifesaver in the future." Song's mother was very happy at this time. When the doctor announced that her life had only two months left, her heart refused and collapsed. Until later, she began to accept this fact.

And slowly put down everything in the world, but don't worry about his son's life. But now he saw the hope of living again. This joy was indescribable, but it would be expressed in words“ Aunt, you are really serious. Lao song is my brother. It's normal for you to be my mother and my son to save my mother. "