Chapter 602

As soon as the little old man shrunk his neck, he quickly hid in the crowd and didn't dare to say anything. He dared not pay attention to others because he was Zhang Jun's uncle. But after what happened just now, he didn't dare to provoke he Hu.

Li Mu didn't mean to answer these nonsense at all. When the medicine soup was completely cooked, he directly asked two people to lift the barrel from the fire and put it aside to cool down.

"Take off his coat and trousers and leave only his underwear!" Li Mu cooked the medicine soup and said in a deep voice.

Hong Li quickly promised and hurriedly took off Zhang Jun's coat and trousers.

Li Mu took out the needle bag from his wallet and took out all the silver needles inside. Then he clamped the silver needles with his fingers and threw them. The silver needles immediately flew out and directly stabbed Zhang Jun.

When the needles were applied in the air, each needle was accurately inserted into the acupoint. The silver needles trembled slightly, and the people in the yard gave a cry of surprise.

"My God, it's so powerful. It's so powerful that when such a thin needle is thrown, it goes into people's body!" Someone exclaimed.

"Yes, I know those needles. They are not embroidery needles. They are all soft needles. How hard it takes to put the needle into the body!"

These villagers in Linjiang town have never seen this method, and they are stunned one by one.

Li Mu used the technique of thirteen needles in the ghost hand, and all the silver needles on his hand plunged into Zhang Jun's body. Soon Zhang Jun was like a little hedgehog, and his big holes were full of silver needles.

Every time Li Mu pricks a needle, he will gather a force of jiuzhuanxuangong into Zhang Jun's body. The big acupoints on Zhang Jun are stimulated by the silver needle, and the force of jiuzhuanxuangong also begins to stimulate the nerves around those acupoints.

"Put him in the medicine bucket!"

After Li Mu finished the needle, he said that most of the villagers in the yard had believed that Li Mu was really capable. As soon as his voice fell, four villagers hurried over.

Two hands and two feet, seven hands and eight feet carefully lifted Zhang Jun up and put him in the medicine bucket.

"The water is so hot, sir. The water is too hot. Zhang Jun can't bear it!" Hongli reached out and touched the medicine bucket. She suddenly exclaimed. Her hand was already red as soon as she put it into the medicine bucket.

"It doesn't matter. He can bear it. If he wants to restore those nerves to normal, high temperature is essential!" Li Mu said in a deep voice.

"It's all right, Hongli. As long as I can be cured, I'm willing to die!" Zhang Jun, who had never spoken, finally said at this time.

"Junzi, they are trying to hurt you. You still believe what they say!" The little old man shrank in the crowd and took the opportunity to bewitch.

"Uncle, I'm a loser. What harm do they have? Is there anything in me worth their harm? " Zhang Jun tried to look in the direction of the little old man and said.

"You can't, but you still have a house!" The little old man said quickly.

"Uncle, I'm afraid you have a crush on my house?" Zhang Jun said with a tragic smile, "have you been thinking about me since I was paralyzed?"

"You fart, I wonder what you're doing in this house? How much is your house worth? "

The little old man jumped up in a rage and shouted loudly.

Although he was really thinking about Zhang Jun's house, it was said in full view of the public. Didn't he hit him in the face and let someone poke his spine?

"My house is only worth a few dollars. If the big boss doesn't like it, I don't know about you!" Zhang Jun said, who is his own uncle? Is he not as clear as others?

In the past, when Zhang Jun was well, he didn't dare to think about his house, but after paralysis, the situation was completely different.

"You little shriveled calf has grown up now, and your wings are hard, aren't you? I helped you so much before, you dare to doubt me now! " The little old man looked ugly, opened his mouth and scolded, and all kinds of slander and broken words were spilled out like pouring water.

"Throw him out!" Li Mu's face sank and ordered he Hu directly.

"Yes, Mr. Li!" He Hu promised and strode directly to the little old man.

"What are you doing? This is my nephew's house. Why did you throw me out? Kill, kill, help! " The little old head ran around like a big mouse. He Hu directly held his back neck and threw him out as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The little old man was thrown out directly along the courtyard wall. The guy fell hard on the urban and rural roads and screamed as soon as he landed.

"My hand, my hand is broken, my hand is broken, take me to the hospital, take me to the hospital!" The little old man lay on the ground wailing, but no one bird him at all.

After a while, the little old man's son sneaked out, pulled a cart and hurriedly pulled him away. He didn't dare to come for revenge.

After all, throwing a person directly over the fence with one hand is not something that ordinary people can do. What else can they do if they don't recognize such fierce people?

In the yard, even the villagers in Linjiang town don't care about the life and death of the little old man. The old man's family is unpopular. They like to take advantage of others and talk about things. No one likes them at all.

In the yard, the villagers in Linjiang Town craned their necks and looked at Zhang Jun. they wanted to see if Zhang Jun, a paralytic, could be cured.

"Hot, hot, I feel so hot!" After a while, Zhang Jun in the medicine soup suddenly shouted excitedly. His skin had been red and his whole body was red everywhere.

Those red skin are caused by high temperature.

"He's too hot. Let him out!" Hong Li shouted anxiously. Even Xia Yu's grandfather looked anxiously at Li Mu.

Li Mu reached out and tried in the medicine soup. He grabbed the medicine bucket with one hand and put it on the fire again, but the fire is far from as big as before.

"He can bear the temperature. He must bear it if he wants to recover. Now it's time for the drug to be stimulated. He must bear it!"

Li Mu said in a deep voice.

"Let me out. It's too hot. The water is going to boil. I can't. let me out, let me out!" Zhang Jun shouted in pain.

"Dr. Li?" Xia Yu's grandfather looked at Li Mu nervously and almost couldn't help but rush over and push down the medicine bucket.

"He had high paraplegia before, and his body had no consciousness from below his neck. Now he knows what the pain means?" Li Mu said faintly.

"It shows that his body feels!" Xia Yu's grandfather's eyes lit up and he was immediately excited.

How can people with high paraplegia feel in their lower body? If they feel it, it means that they must be getting better. Zhang Jun's body began to get better.