After the divorce, my second-married military officer husband doted on me

After Jiang Nuan dealt with the counterfeit and Huo Jun, she was afraid that her parents would worry if she left for too long, so she went to buy clothes for her brother and mother first.

The impostor said that his aunt was thrown off the cliff and her body was never found, and he didn’t know if she was lucky enough to survive?

It seems we have to send someone to look for it in Western Province.

As for Huo Xueer, let dad handle it personally!

He raised her, and she wanted to see how much Huo Xueer meant to him.

By the time Jiang Nuan bought clothes and returned to the hospital, Zhou Xiaowei had already completed all the examinations and was sent to the ward.

The test results haven't come out yet, and the doctor doesn't dare to give him any medicine at all. He just temporarily gives him a nutrient solution to supplement his body's nutrition.

Jiang Nuan wanted the old man to treat her brother, so she found an excuse to let Huo Jiantao take Zhou Yuru away.

"Dad, my brother's test results haven't come out yet. It's useless for the three of us to sit around and worry.

I'll stay here, you take mom to eat something first."

Zhou Yuru hurriedly shook her head, "No, I'm not hungry. You and your daughter go eat first. I'll just stay here and watch over Xiaowei."

Jiang Nuan smiled, "Mom, it's been several hours since we got on the plane and came back, how could I not be hungry?

Besides, you have been taking care of your brother for 20 years, but I just saw him for the first time today.

I want to accompany him.

Don't argue with me.

You and dad go have dinner together, and bring me some when you come back.

Dad will be the one to watch over the house at night. I'll take you to see where I live.

We haven't seen each other for so many years, I want to talk to my mother."

Huo Jiantao held Zhou Yuru's hand and said, "Let's go. Listen to Nuannuan."

Zhou Yuru lowered her eyes and looked at Huo Jiantao holding her hand, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

There are many scars on the back of Huo Jiantao's rough big hands.

Those were the "glories" he had left behind from his years of fighting on the battlefield, and there was much more.

The reason why he worked so hard to climb up was not only because he had a patriotic heart, but also because he thought that the higher he stood, the greater the power he would have, so that he would be able to find his daughter.

Zhou Yuru sniffed and held back the tears with red eyes.

how many years?

He could still hold her hand.

She had hoped countless times in her dreams that these hands could save her and her son from suffering.

In her dreams, she held these hands tightly, but every time she woke up, she was alone.

Countless disappointments made her afraid that this moment was also a dream.

Huo Jiantao looked at the white hair on both sides of Zhou Yuru's forehead and felt distressed.

“Yuru, I’m sorry for making you suffer so much over the years.

Not again, I will never lose you again.

I will never let you suffer injustice again."

Zhou Yuru did not blame Huo Jiantao, as he was also innocently deceived.

He also suffered a lot during these years of searching for his daughter.

"It's all in the past, my only hope now is to see Xiaowei recover soon.

Nothing else matters.

Now that I have you and Nuannuan by my side, I am very content."

Huo Jiantao used his other hand to lift the white hair that fell on her shoulders and tucked it behind her ear. "Silly girl, you really haven't changed at all. You are so kind that it makes me feel distressed."

This was the Zhou Yuru he was familiar with, kind, gentle, and always thinking about others and ignoring herself...

Jiang Nuan watched them walk out of the ward and swore silently in her heart.

Mom and Dad, I will protect your happiness from now on.

You have missed your best years, so you must be happy in the future.

She stood up and closed the door of the ward, and then the old man came out of the space and skillfully spread out the prepared silver needles beside Zhou Xiaowei's bed.

(Master, I will first protect his heart meridian and give him acupuncture to detoxify him.

The poison in his body has already invaded his internal organs and cannot be completely eliminated in one go.

Once his examination results come out, I will then prescribe an antidote based on his physical condition. This combination will be more effective.)

Jiang Nuan locked the door to prevent anyone from coming in suddenly.

【Well, I'll do as you say.】

After Jiang Nuan came to his side, the old man showed a rare serious expression and said, "Master, watch carefully. These thirteen soul-stealing needles can save lives, but they can also kill."

The reason why it is called soul-stealing acupuncture is because this acupuncture method has extremely high requirements on acupuncture points. Every time the needle is inserted, it must be precise. If you are not careful, you will die.

Also, after all the silver needles are inserted into the acupuncture points, true Qi must be transferred into the patient's body. If you don't know martial arts, you cannot use this acupuncture method even if you have learned it.

But this won't bother you.

I have already opened up your Ren and Du meridians for you.

When your martial arts attainments reach a higher level, you will naturally understand what true qi is.)

Jiang Nuan raised an eyebrow, [Is the true qi you are talking about the warm breath in the body?

After each martial arts practice, the Dantian area in my lower abdomen would feel warm.

The old man nodded, (Yes, it was that true energy.

It seems that you have understood what true Qi is, but I don’t know whether you can use it.

I'll teach you luck when you enter the space at night.)

……

Next, Jiang Nuan stared intently at the old man giving acupuncture to his brother.

Just as he said, the Thirteen Soul-Taking Needles are indeed not something that ordinary people can do.

She believed that she had a complete understanding of all the acupuncture points in the human body, but if she were asked to try, she would not be as accurate as the old man.

The old man's acupuncture technique seems random, but the depth of each needle on the acupuncture point is different.

What was even more shocking was that after all thirteen needles were inserted into different acupuncture points, a white mist suddenly appeared in the palm of the old man's hand.

He channeled the white mist into the silver needles, and as the mist was injected, the dozen or so silver needles actually made a buzzing sound...

Jiang Nuan was stunned. [How amazing!]

The acupuncture lasted for more than half an hour, and when the silver needles were removed, they had changed color.

Although the acupuncture time was short, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead, which showed that this acupuncture was very tiring.

The old man asked Jiang Nuan arrogantly, "Master, have you learned it?"

Jiang Nuan looked at his brother, whose complexion looked a little better, and gave the old man a thumbs up.

[Amazing! I doubt I'll be able to catch up with you even if I study for a few more years.]

The old man put away the silver needle and said with a smile, "Master, don't underestimate yourself. You have great talent and it won't take you many years.

Although your talent for medicine is not as good as your talent for martial arts.

But as long as you are willing to work hard, it is still possible in a year or two.

Jiang Nuan's mouth twitched slightly, "I know my own weight. With my current level, I can treat some external injuries or colds without any problem."

But if you really encounter difficult and complicated diseases, you can’t do that. 】

As the two were talking, Zhou Xiaowei's fingers moved, and then his eyelids slowly opened...