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"It won't just affect your legs; your whole body will be affected. Your urination is already being affected."
37. Curing Director Zhang's Happiness in His Later Years
He Hongyang is absolutely right.
When my back hurts, not only do my legs feel weak, but I also can't urinate.
Only he knows the pain he feels every time he stands by the wall.
"According to you, what would happen if things continued to develop like this?"
"Never able to walk again!"
Zhang Dajun was taken aback.
Unexpectedly, He Hongyang was able to describe his symptoms so clearly just by taking his pulse.
He went everywhere because of this illness.
I've seen both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine doctors.
But despite taking a lot of medicine, it had no effect whatsoever.
More than one doctor has said that if things continue like this, people will never be able to walk again.
He himself was aware of the seriousness of the problem.
During this period, the frequency of my attacks has increased, and sometimes if I stand for a long time, I can hardly walk anymore.
But now it's under military control, and the work is so busy that there's almost no time to rest.
But when did He Hongyang learn to take a pulse? Wasn't he always unemployed at home?
"How do you know how to treat patients?"
He Hongyang replied casually, "I've read a lot of medical books at home these past few years. My maternal grandfather's family studied medicine."
It seems this is a family heirloom technique.
In his eyes, He Hongyang, a high school graduate, had demonstrated a clear mind and flexible thinking when dealing with Yi Zhonghai.
It's not surprising that he has such good medical skills.
It is said that true masters are often found among ordinary people.
Perhaps he inherited his family's medical knowledge!
"Do you think there's any hope for my illness?"
"It's fate that we met today. As long as you trust me, I can definitely help you get better."
Of course he believes it.
Now, as long as he's no longer in pain, he'll believe anything.
He Hongyang took out a set of silver needles, aimed them at his waist, found the right spot, and then inserted the needles.
Unexpectedly, a miraculous scene unfolded.
My back doesn't hurt at all anymore, my legs have regained strength, and I can even exert force in my body.
He Hongyang then began to twist the needle.
After the needles were removed, the entire lower back was massaged.
"Now stand up and take a look."
Zhang Dajun tried to stand up, feeling light and agile, as if he had returned to the state he was in more than ten years ago before his injury.
My back doesn't hurt at all anymore.
His entire body was rejuvenated, and he saw the light again.
He excitedly grabbed He Hongyang's hand.
"My back doesn't hurt anymore, and my legs have regained their strength. It's amazing! You relieved my pain in just a few moments. I don't know how to thank you enough."
As he spoke, he took out a wad of cash from his pocket.
"Take these for now. This is all I brought today. I'll bring them over another day."
There are more than 30 pieces.
In other words, he was able to earn so much money as soon as he made a move.
He Hongyang didn't stand on ceremony and took it directly.
"We just used needles to seal the acupoints. For ordinary lower back and leg pain, that would be enough. But your condition is too severe; it's compressing the surrounding nerves, so we need to..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dajun hurriedly replied.
"Just tell me what else you need, and I'll do my best to cooperate, no matter how much it costs."
Seeing his nervousness, He Hongyang comforted him.
"Just come a few more times, and three courses of treatment will cure you. With my prescription, I guarantee you'll be a vigorous and healthy man again. Even when you're with your sister-in-law at night, she'll be amazed by your abilities."
So, three courses of treatment should be enough to cure the disease that has been bothering me for so many years!
And it can also make him...
Zhang Dajun simply couldn't even imagine it.
He's been with his wife for so many years, but it's practically a formality.
I was already grateful that my pain could be cured.
Unexpectedly, he gave me a pleasant surprise.
I was so excited I almost burst into tears.
"You cured my illness, which saved my life. From now on, whatever you need, just ask. As long as it's within my power, I, Zhang Dajun, will do it without hesitation."
“I’ll send you more money when I get back. Is 200 enough? If not, I’ll make up the difference.”
It seems that Zhang Dajun is willing to spend any amount of money for his illness.
Now that he had spoken, He Hongyang certainly wouldn't let it go so easily.
"We have enough money for treatment, but we need to add some tonics..."
Zhang Dajun instantly understood what he meant.
"Add another 200. If that's still not enough, I'll have my wife borrow from her father-in-law."
"That's enough. You'll have your second treatment tomorrow afternoon."
Upon hearing that the second course of treatment would begin so soon, Zhang Dajun was so happy he almost jumped for joy.
He only felt a tightness below him.
Where is the outhouse?
We arrived at the outhouse.
Zhang Dajun thought he would be like before, standing there for an hour without being able to solve the problem.
"Crash!"
Surprisingly, this time it went smoothly.
He finished in less than a minute.
He was so happy that tears streamed down his face.
As a man, no one can understand this kind of pain.
Being able to urinate freely has been his biggest wish over the years!
He had been searching for doctors and medicine everywhere, but unexpectedly, this young man cured him.
In his words.
This is simply fate!
He Hongyang noticed that his eyes were red.
"What's going on here?"
Zhang Dajun rubbed his eyes.
"This trip was worthwhile. You are truly an expert. I've been trying to treat this illness for over a decade and taken hundreds of doses of medicine, but it hasn't improved at all; in fact, it's getting worse."
"I never expected that you could solve my long-standing problem in just a few moves. Only men understand men's pain. You have given me a new life. I don't know what to say."
He had already come to regard He Hongyang as his friend.
She longed to pour out all the pain she had endured over the years to him.
She was so grateful that she wanted to hug him and spin him around.
If there were wine at that moment, he would definitely drink with him until they were drunk!
"Three days from now, I'll give you a Director Zhang who's been given a new lease on life. Just wait and see."
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38. Does He Hongyang know how to treat illnesses?
Three days in a row.
Zhang Dajun arrives on time every day.
She was carrying something for He Hongyang.
Today it's canned food and beef; tomorrow it'll be roast duck and sausages.
They always arrive with a smile and leave with a smile.
Everyone in the courtyard was stunned!
The dignified Director Zhang has come to visit an unemployed youth time and time again!
People were still reeling from the shock of his marriage.
Now Zhang Dajun has arrived!
If Wang Liying fell for him and married him, it was because He Hongyang saved her and was also handsome.
Zhang Dajun is the director.
I'm usually very busy with work and rarely have any contact with these kinds of people.
Why did they have to go to He Hongyang's house, and stay there for most of the day?
And every time they come, they take a lot of things with them.
Those canned goods and roast ducks are not something that ordinary people can afford.
Only someone like him could get his hands on it.
Yan Bugui has been busy welcoming and seeing off guests every day for the past few days, and his neck is practically stretched out of shape.
Every time Zhang Dajun came, he couldn't wait to be the first to greet him.
Seeing the things in his hands, I wished I could go up and help him carry them.
But he just nodded politely and didn't say anything more to him.
Yan Bugui simply couldn't understand it.
Although I am a primary school teacher, I am considered to be among the most educated in this courtyard, and I also have beautiful handwriting.
Why do people just look down on me?
He Hongyang's novels share the idea that he has nothing to do all day and doesn't even have a job.
Why does Zhang Dajun always go straight to his house and give him so many things every time he comes?