284: Chapter 280 Curing the Illness 284: Chapter 280 Curing the Illness He rolled up the trouser legs of Uncle Ban’s slacks to above his knees.
Chen Hai examined both of his legs carefully, from top to bottom, for a good while.
Under normal circumstances, soone who has been paralyzed in both legs for twenty or thirty years would, owing to nerve death and the lack of exercise over the years, certainly have legs as thin as kindling.
However, Uncle Ban’s legs were very well-maintained.
Perhaps it was because he lived a life of luxury and often had soone to massage his legs.
Apart from being a bit pale, his legs were only slightly weaker compared to a normal person’s.
“Uncle Ban, I’m now going to use the Little Five Thunder Skill to try and treat you.”
“Don’t be nervous, just relax a little.”
“And don’t worry about the results of the treatnt, just know that the worst outco cannot be any worse than your current condition!”
With a faint smile, Chen Hai greeted Uncle Ban.
He glanced at Uncle Ban’s trousers that had been rolled up to his knees and would be hard to roll up any further.
He hesitated for a mont, but ultimately, he didn’t say anything further.
With eyes slightly closed, Chen Hai ford the gesture of Master Miu with his left hand, and with his right hand, adopting the gesture of Spirit Official Miu, he began to draw Spirit Maps in the direction of Uncle Ban’s thigh.
Once, twice, three tis…
He repeated this process continually for a full seven minutes.
To onlookers, he might appear to be acting like a madman, striking odd poses and gesticulating with one hand in the air.
But in Chen Hai’s own vision, he could see the Spirit Maps, outlined by threads as fine as silken strands, stacking and overlapping one another.
Faint Thunder Light kept flashing nonstop as it circled ceaselessly over these Spirit Maps.
Then, Chen Hai spread his hand wide and pressed the layered Spirit Maps into his palm, slowly beginning to pat Uncle Ban’s legs.
On his shin was bare skin where Chen Hai’s palm could directly touch flesh.
But on his thigh, covered by trousers, the patting effect would definitely be diminished.
In fact, when he had been preparing to treat Uncle Ban, Chen Hai had already considered this issue.
However, given Uncle Ban’s status and position, asking him to take off his pants and present himself openly didn’t seem quite appropriate.
He found it difficult to voice such a request in front of him.
Moreover, apart from himself and Uncle Ban, Ye Qingqing was also present in the living room.
After so consideration, Chen Hai decided not to insist on Uncle Ban doing anything.
After all, treating him with the Little Five Thunder Skill through a layer of clothing might be less effective, but it wasn’t completely without effect.
This attempt was only the first ti Chen Hai was trying to treat him.
He had no idea whether his Little Five Thunder Skill would be effective on Uncle Ban’s leg injury.
If his treatnt showed any effect on Uncle Ban, he could always bring up these matters later for a better therapeutic result.
“Uncle Ban, how do you feel, any effects?”
Ye Qingqing was equally concerned about Uncle Ban’s leg injury.
She looked nervously back and forth between Chen Hai and Uncle Ban and couldn’t help but probe and ask.
Chen Hai was silent, focusing on treating Uncle Ban’s legs, naturally unable to spare any attention to respond to Ye Qingqing.
After all, his Little Five Thunder Skill was both a healing and a Slaughter Skill.
If his distraction were to cause any accidents, it could very well result in Uncle Ban’s legs being obliterated entirely.
“We’ve just started the treatnt, not even ten minutes have passed, how could there be any effects?”
“I’ve been paralyzed in these legs for so many years, having to sit in a wheelchair every ti I go out.
I’ve long gotten used to it!”
“All Chen Hai needs to do is try his best when treating my legs, and if they can’t be cured, then there’s nothing to be done.”
“Perhaps my fate is just so.
Even though I’m wealthy enough to rival a country, I am still nothing but a cripple…”
With words full of resignation, Uncle Ban’s face was bitter.
He sighed deeply and said.
He observed every move Chen Hai made to treat his legs without missing a beat.
Apart from the initial incantations Chen Hai was muttering and the motions in the air that he didn’t understand.
Later, the actions where Chen Hai’s hands patted his legs were sothing he had experienced countless tis before.
After all, within the traditional Chinese dicine of Yanhuang Country, the therapeutic thod of using massage to adjust the body was a branch in itself.
As the saying goes, prolonged illness makes the patient a good doctor.
Having been treated nurous tis with massages, Uncle Ban discerned almost instantly the intention behind Chen Hai’s patting on his legs.
If he had held any hope before that Chen Hai’s treatnt might bring him so surprise,
That hope, if not completely despaired, was certainly deeply disappointed by now.
However, Chen Hai had tended to his legs purely out of kindness, voluntarily offering his help.
Even if disappointnt lood in his heart, it wasn’t right for him to make it overly obvious.
As ti ticked by, by the ti Chen Hai had patted Uncle Ban’s legs from top to bottom forty-nine tis sevenfold, half an hour had elapsed.
“Thunder God and Lightning Mother, quickly descend with your divine skills, aid in treating the ill, Thunder Light, appear now…” At this mont, Chen Hai opened his mouth, and like a peal of thunder, he let out a light shout.
Imdiately following this, he swung his palms, fiercely slapping Uncle Ban’s legs three tis consecutively.
“Ah…” Uncle Ban, who had already been utterly disappointed and had harbored no hopes for this treatnt, cried out in pain, caught completely off guard.
Before, no matter how strenuously Chen Hai had patted his legs, he had felt nothing, as if those legs had nothing to do with him, as if they were not his own.
But now, following Chen Hai’s light shout and the subsequent three palm strikes, there was a fleeting flash of thunderous light on Uncle Ban’s legs.
After that, it felt as if millions of ants were crawling inside his legs, incessantly nibbling at his flesh and bone.
Every part of his legs felt numb, itchy, and in utter discomfort…
This feeling was excruciating, to the point that even he was at a loss for words, unable to find the right terms to describe everything.
“Uncle Ban, what’s happening to you?”
“Chief…”
“Chief…”
This sudden turn of events startled not only Ye Qingqing.
The two black-clad bodyguards waiting outside in the yard were also alard by the noise, and they rushed to the entrance of the living room in a few large strides, looking at Uncle Ban anxiously.
“It’s fine, Li, Zhang, just keep watch outside, there’s no need for you to interfere with matters here!” Uncle Ban waved at the two black-clad bodyguards at the door and instructed them.
The bitter sensation of itchiness and numbness had by now caused a layer of fine sweat to bead on his forehead.
However, at this mont, his spirits were quite high, and even his face bore a sign of evident excitent.
After all, as far as he was concerned, no matter how severe the pain in his legs, he was not the slightest bit afraid.
He was only worried that his legs would remain numb, still sensing nothing.
“The power of the thunderbolt harbors vitality within destruction.”
“Uncle Ban, the nervous system in your legs has been severely eroded by damp and cold, and it has almost completely deteriorated.”
“As the saying goes, ‘One cannot establish without first destroying.’ My Thunder Skill is both destroying and renewing the nerves in your legs at the sa ti.”
“You’re feeling discomfort now, that’s normal.
Endure it, and slowly it will get better!” Chen Hai slightly furrowed his brows and explained, looking directly at Uncle Ban.
“I understand, I understand, thank you, Chen Hai!” Uncle Ban, whose legs had been numb for twenty or thirty years, now cried out in pain.
Feeling this acute pain, Uncle Ban’s face lit up with excitent as he grinned broadly.
Pausing briefly, he ventured to speak again, asking Chen Hai, “Feeling pain ans there’s sensation, which suggests there’s a chance of recovery for my legs.”
“I just wonder, to what extent will my legs ultimately recover?”
After saying this, he fell silent, gazing intently at Chen Hai.
It seed Uncle Ban was eagerly awaiting an answer to this pressing question.
“How long will it take for Uncle Ban’s legs to recover and be like a normal person’s?” the two black-clad bodyguards exchanged glances and went back outside into the yard.
Sitting on a sofa near Uncle Ban, Ye Qingqing also looked expectantly at Chen Hai and asked.
As Uncle Ban himself had said, he treated Ye Qingqing like a daughter.
Being aware of the care and attention from Uncle Ban, Ye Qingqing naturally hoped to see him stand and walk normally like an ordinary person.
“Uncle Ban, for such a chronic and deep-seated affliction in your legs, expecting a one-ti treatnt for a complete recovery is definitely not possible!”
“In three days, the sense of itchiness and numbness in your body should diminish to a negligible level.
At that ti, I’ll use the Little Five Thunder Skill to treat you again.”
“After seven consecutive treatnts, completion of the entire course will take twenty-one days.”
“It’s hard for to give an exact prediction of the outco.”
“However, I believe by that ti, even if you may not be able to walk or move as swiftly as a normal person, there shouldn’t be any problem with you walking slowly with the aid of crutches!”
After so thought and consideration, Chen Hai replied.
“Good, good, good…” His face brightening with joy, Uncle Ban repeated the word ‘good’ several tis.
For him, who had been paralyzed for many years, the re ability to walk with crutches was already his greatest hope.
As for walking or running as fast as a regular person, that was pure fantasy—he had never even entertained such a thought.
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