The night was very quiet, with a first quarter moon hanging on the treetops.

The cool moonlight shone in the yard, making everything hazy.

The night wind blew over, bringing a refreshing chill to my body.

Da'an was like a pacesetter, guarding the door of the house, looking around with a pair of eyes.

Occasionally, he would cast his gaze towards the small window.

Tonight, for the first time, three soybean oil lamps were lit in the house.

The lights flickered, casting those familiar figures in the window.

Although I couldn't go into the house and stand in front of me and watch how my sister gave my father the injection, I could still see the blurry shadow from the window.

Da'an can still imagine the tension and busyness in the room at this moment...

"Brother, I'm cold..."

Xiao An shrank his neck and timidly tugged on Da An's sleeves.

Daan lowered his head and touched Xiaoan's head: "Then you go to sister's room and stay."

"There's no fire in that room. I'm afraid of the dark. Brother, please take me there..." Xiao An begged in a low voice.

Daan showed a hint of embarrassment.

Tonight, the door of this house is where he will stay.

What if he leaves and those nefarious people break in and disturb the place and get acupuncture?

"Xiao An is a man, and men are not afraid of the dark!"

Daan encouraged Xiaoan softly.

Xiao An is still young, only about four years old.

Cold is the only thing he can feel now.

Da An gritted his teeth, simply took off his outer coat and put it on Xiao An.

As for himself, wearing a single piece of sleeping clothes underneath, he just stood guard at the door, not moving an inch...

in the house.

Yang Huazhong was laid flat on his back and put on, with the quilt covering his upper body and waist.

The exposed legs, around the knees, and seven inches below the knees were covered with dense silver needles.

Those silver needles, as thin as cow hair, glowed with a dazzling bright color under the light.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, held her breath, and inserted the silver needle between her fingers.

Inch by inch, it penetrated Yang Huazhong's leg...

The man lay there, with heavy cold sweat pouring out from his forehead.

Following Yang Ruoqing's instructions, Mrs. Sun took a clean, half-dry handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead after a while.

The time it takes to burn a stick of incense seems very fast, but also seems very slow...

Yang Ruoqing finally took away the silver needle, and worked together with Sun to help Yang Huazhong sit up.

"Dad, how do you feel?"

Sun asked anxiously and nervously.

At this moment, Yang Huazhong was panting and almost collapsed.

His forehead and back were all wet with sweat.

It's wet, like it was fished out of water.

Mr. Sun asked. He didn't respond for a long time, and he was breathing heavily with his mouth wide open.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun became even more worried.

"Qing'er, is your dad okay?" She turned to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly at Mrs. Sun: "It's okay, I'm afraid I haven't regained my breath yet."

As she spoke, she gently massaged Yang Huazhong's left heart with her hand.

"Dad, Dad? Can you speak? Just say something!"

After rubbing his heart for a while, Yang Huazhong's eyes finally moved.

After exhaling a breath, he finally said one word: "It hurts..."

"It hurts? Daddy, why do you feel pain?" Sun's heart twitched.

Yang Huazhong raised his hand and pointed at his legs: "It feels like there are insects gnawing at my bones. It hurts all the time..."

"Qing'er, what's going on?" Sun asked Yang Ruoqing in panic.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and let out a long breath.

"Mom, my dad's legs are completely numb. As I said before, it's good if it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, that's really a bad thing!"

"ah?"

Sun was stunned, then surprised and happy.

Yang Huazhong also became excited.

"Dad, try it and see if you can move your legs?"

Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Eh!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, gritted his teeth, grabbed the quilt under him with both hands, and tried to lift his legs.

Both Sun and Yang Ruoqing opened their eyes wide and stared at his legs without blinking.

Yang Huazhong tried hard for a long time, but still couldn't lift his legs.

"It hurts, it hurts so much, it feels like a knife is cutting it. It hurts so much that I can't lift it up at all!"

Yang Huazhong was sweating again.

The man gritted his teeth and tried his best to suck the breast, but his legs still didn't move at all.

Mrs. Sun on the side, who had just been relieved, became anxious again.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing suddenly heard an exclamation.

"It's done, my dad's toes are moving!"

"Where is it?" Mrs. Sun came over.

Both mother and daughter saw Yang Huazhong's toes moving.

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, and then he was just trying to lift his legs without paying attention to his feet at all.

When he heard this, he also looked at his toes, trying to use his strength on them as he did when he was healthy.

Sure enough, he saw his toes moving with his own eyes.

He wanted the big toe of his left foot to move, and it did.

I wanted the little finger of my right foot to move, and it did.

The man was so excited that he could not speak, and his eyes were all red!

Here, Yang Ruoqing also said excitedly: "If your toes can move, it means that the meridians in my father's legs are open."

Although the toes move a bit slowly and stiffly.

The range of movement is not very large, but this is a sign of recovery.

"Dad's knee was seriously injured. After a while of recovery, the pain will go away and he will be able to stand up."

She said firmly again.

Mrs. Sun burst into tears with joy and said while wiping her tears: "Qing'er is right, it will take a hundred days to strain your muscles and bones. Once you are fully recovered, your father will be able to walk!"

The man's eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and the muscles on his face were twitching violently.

"So, so, so good!"

He was trembling, and it took him a long time to finally squeeze out these words.

Sun couldn't bear it any longer and threw herself into Yang Huazhong's arms with a roar.

"Daddy...we are going to get through this..."

The woman's tears could no longer stop, like a rushing flood.

She fell into the man's arms, as if she wanted to turn all the grievances and worries she had suffered during this period into tears and pour them out...

The man put his arms around the woman and gently stroked her back.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were wet, but she had an extremely happy smile on her face.

She put away the silver needle and quietly exited the room.

Outside the house, Da An was standing in the night with Xiao An on his back.

The cold wind blew over and hit his thin body.

On this night after the beginning of winter, the coldness in the wind penetrates my bones.

However, he didn't seem to feel the cold. He stood there, his handsome face and his mouth grinning sideways with joy.

He could hear clearly what was going on in the room.

He knew that his sister had succeeded.

She really did it, she cured dad's leg injury.

After a while, dad will be able to stand up again, support the family, and provide shelter for their siblings!
Chapter completed!