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When people uploaded the captured videos to the Internet, police sirens sounded from a distance, and a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old glanced at Black Wind.

"Come on, your master is fine, you can't be caught by them."

The growling Heifeng looked up at the little boy, then looked down at Zhao Xinyu. He roared again, moved out of the door and disappeared quickly.

That night, Zhao Xinyu woke up from a coma. He saw Han Li and Han Tianlang, and then he thought of something.

"Where are Han Li, Heifeng and the others?"

"People in the village said that Black Wind ran into Cailiang Mountain."

Zhao Xinyu sighed, "Where are those people?"

"They were all arrested. According to witnesses, those people are all idle scoundrels in the city. They want to use their status as urban management officials to extort money. Now the Internet is overwhelmingly supporting you. By the way, more people are He praised Heifeng and said that Heifeng was smarter than anyone else. If you didn't let him hurt others, he would use his body. Those people were knocked unconscious by Heifeng."

"Who is that fat man?"

"That guy is really from an animal protection organization, but he is just an ordinary employee. He has no right to enforce the law at all. Everything they do is uploaded to the Internet. He extorted 30 yuan. Even if he cannot be sentenced, he works It must have been lost."

Three days later, the police announced that all those people were under criminal detention, and Zhao Xinyu was the victim. Those detained were responsible for all medical expenses. Black Wind did not bite anyone, and he would not be taken away.

Zhao Xinyu returned to the compound with a thick bandage on his head. Compared with before, there was no Heifeng running around in the compound, no Jin Hen and Jin Yu, and there were not many people in front of the door.

"Zhao Xinyu, good job, we support you." Zhao Xinyu saw a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, but he was not standing when he spoke, but sitting in a wheelchair. The person pushing the little boy was a 30-year-old boy. A middle-aged woman of many years.

The next moment he looked at the little boy, Zhao Xinyu thought of a video he had watched. In the video, a little boy's voice told Heizi to run. Now that he heard this voice, he immediately knew that this little boy was the one who made Heizi run that day. The owner of the running sound.

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly and looked at the little boy, "Thank you. Do you want to come in and sit down?"

"I want to," the little boy said without any thought, with a hint of excitement. After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the middle-aged woman, "Mom, I want to go into the compound and have a look."

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Xinyu and said politely: "Thank you."

In the eyes of many people with envy, the middle-aged woman pushed the little boy into the yard, and saw the vegetables that everyone envied at close range. The little boy kept exclaiming excitedly, and the camera in his hand kept flashing.

Under the grape trellis, Zhao Xinyu placed the cut watermelons, melons and grapes on the table, and gave two pieces of watermelon to the little boy and the middle-aged woman.

The two of them took a bite and their eyes widened. Apparently they had never eaten such delicious watermelon before.

"Zhao Xinyu, do you know that you are now an Internet celebrity? The vegetables and fruits you grow have a special taste, and you also have a big dog like Black Wind who is smarter than humans."

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, raised his hand and stroked the little boy's head a few times, "I don't know your name yet."

Jiang Pengxin, that’s my mother Qu Qianfan.

Zhao Xinyu nodded, picked up the grapes and handed them to Qu Qianfan and Jiang Pengxin. Of course, the two were as surprised as eating watermelons. They knew that the food in the compound tasted great, but the watermelons and grapes were not for sale, and they had no way to taste them. arrive.

Qu Qianfan was not like Jiang Pengxin. Although watermelon, grapes and cantaloupe tasted delicious, she only ate a little and looked at Jiang Pengxin who was devouring the melon with loving eyes.

"Sister, Xiaopeng, this is..."

When Zhao Xinyu asked, Qu Qianfan's expression dimmed instantly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Pengxin for a long time.

When Xiaopeng was ten years old, he had a car accident on his way home from school. The perpetrator escaped. He could not stand up from that time. In the past three years, his father and I took him to various hospitals. It was said that Xiaopeng had completely recovered, but the reason why he couldn't stand up was because his nerves were damaged, and it would take a miracle for him to stand up again.

Although we have been helping him recover, his muscles are still shrinking. Some experts say that if an effective treatment cannot be found within five years, he will have no chance to stand up even if his nerves recover in the future.

"Mom, this is good. Stop running around. In the past few years, you have lost your job, sold your house and car, and now my father is still working on the construction site for me. I don't want to see it anymore."

Qu Qianfan touched Jiang Pengxin's head, "Silly boy, you are our hope. If there is a glimmer of hope, we will not give up. A few days ago, we heard that there is a miracle doctor in Lu Province. We will wait for the next month. If your father provides the capital, we will take you there." "Xiaopeng, I have also studied Chinese medicine for a few days. Let me help you."

Zhao Xinyu's words stunned Qu Qianfan and his son. "Have you studied Chinese medicine?" Qu Qianfan asked with a hint of surprise.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "I am a graduate of our Pengcheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Maybe it's because my grades are not good. There is no traditional Chinese medicine hospital that wants me, so I have no choice but to grow vegetables and fish."

Qu Qianfan's eyes flickered a few times and said, "Xiaopeng, let your uncle take your pulse."

Jiang Pengxin obediently put his hands on the table. Zhao Xinyu took a tissue and wiped his hands. He took a deep breath and put a finger on Jiang Pengxin's wrist.

Qu Qianfan next to him narrowed his eyes slightly. In the past three years, he had not seen many Western medicine doctors or Chinese medicine doctors, and the diagnosis results disappointed him. In fact, the couple was already a little desperate, but in order to save the child Even if they can recover, they are desperate and will take their children out as long as they have money.

Now seeing Zhao Xinyu's unique pulse diagnosis technique, for some reason, Qu Qianfan, who was already desperate, suddenly felt a little more hopeful in his heart.

For more than ten minutes, Zhao Xinyu retracted his fingers, squatted down, pinched Jiang Pengxin's legs with his big hands, and asked these seemingly ordinary words.

"Zhao Xinyu, don't read it. Every doctor is like you. I can memorize it without you asking."

"Xiaopeng, why are you so rude? You called me uncle."

Jiang Pengxin stuck out his tongue and made a face at Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly and said, "Wait a moment."

After a while, Zhao Xinyu came over with a box of silver needles and said, "Xiaopeng, let me give you acupuncture. See if there is any reaction. If there is any reaction, let me know."

In just a few breaths, Jiang Pengxin inserted no less than fifty silver needles into one leg. As a breeze blew by, Zhao Xinyu raised his hand and flicked the tail of each silver needle at an extremely fast speed. , the silver needle made a buzzing sound instantly.

The next moment, Jiang Pengxin shuddered, "It's so cold, Mom, this leg..."

As soon as he spoke, a layer of mist suddenly welled up in Qu Qianfan's eyes. After three years of running around, Jiang Pengxin had never felt like he did today. Whether it was acupuncture or cutting with a knife, Jiang Pengxin didn't feel anything. Today, he felt something in his legs, which she couldn't help but feel.

When the silver needle stopped trembling, Zhao Xinyu flicked the tail of the needle at an extremely fast speed. When the silver needle buzzed again, Jiang Pengxin shouted again.

"Hot, so hot."

This time Qu Qianfan couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears. The three years of depression finally came out at this moment.

Hearing his mother crying, Jiang Pengxin reached out to hold her mother's hand and turned to look at Zhao Xinyu, "Uncle, do I have hope?"

"Yes, but the chance is not too high."

While speaking, he turned to look at Qu Qianfan, "Sister, I'm trying to diagnose and treat him, but I can't guarantee that he can fully recover."

"A few percent sure."

"Less than [-]%."

"We don't have much money on hand. You can give us a rough number and we will find a way."

"No need, I have Chinese medicine here. By the way, what does eldest brother do?"

"I used to work as an accountant in a group, but now I do odd jobs."

"Let's do this. Let him come and help me at Nongjiale and Preserved Vegetables. After deducting my medical fees, I will give each of you three thousand a month. When I finish treating Xiaopeng, you can leave at any time."