“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Isn’t that the little girl who was chasing after you?”
Qin Tiancheng pushed Luo Chaoyang, whispering in his ear.
“That slick-haired boy, you can tell he’s a smooth talker. I wonder if the little girl will be tricked?”
As if that wasn't enough, he continued speaking.
Luo Chaoyang pushed him away and controlled the wheelchair himself, entering the Wang Family Medical Hall.
At that moment, Tang Ruanruan suddenly spotted a little guy chasing after her, immediately covered her face, bent over, and ran toward the backyard.
Wang Qingshi also saw the certain little guy, immediately grabbed Tang Ruanruan’s wrist, and the two of them openly ran past Luo Chaoyang, but they didn't see him at all.
Luo Chaoyang had initially thought Tang Ruanruan had spotted him, but it turned out she didn't even notice him when she was right in front of her, and she left so intimately with another man.
It was outrageous.
What happened to liking someone like him?
Tang Ruanruan’s mouth was a lying devil!
Heh~~~
At that moment, his emotions fluctuated tremendously.
He desperately wanted to grab that Little Fox who ran past and question her, "Didn't you say you would marry me? Why are you involved with another man?"
But he knew he had no standing.
Next time, he absolutely wouldn't be affected.
Just then, a little guy appeared in front of him.
“Uncle, what’s wrong with your leg?”
The little milk baby looked about four or five years old, with a topknot sticking up on his head.
He tilted his head looking at Luo Chaoyang; he was incredibly cute, somewhat resembling the Little Fox who had just scampered by.
Luo Chaoyang’s expression was indeed not great, but he subconsciously adjusted it for the child.
“Injured!”
The little milk baby looked at Luo Chaoyang, then at the wheelchair, and finally pointed at the Old Doctor presiding over the hall, saying, “Grandpa is very skilled; you can go ask him to treat you!”
Luo Chaoyang smiled.
He had come precisely because he suspected the Wang Family’s medical skill was excellent.
“I’ll go over now!”
He didn't treat the little milk baby dismissively just because he was one, but answered seriously.
The little milk baby really liked that Luo Chaoyang was at eye level with him; he found it quite magical.
Adults always liked patting his head when they talked, which always felt too condescending, but this adult didn't; he was almost the same height as him.
Although he was still much taller, he didn't treat the child perfunctorily.
The little milk baby took out a White Rabbit candy from his pocket and handed it to him.
“If your leg hurts, eat a piece of candy; it’s very sweet. That’s what my Little Cousin Aunt always says. Have you seen her?”
Luo Chaoyang looked closely at the little milk baby’s face again, recalling the Little Fox who had bent over and scurried past him just now, and suddenly understood: the Little Fox was running away to avoid this little milk baby.
Since you can’t see me, I can’t pretend not to see you.
It’s better to be honest.
So, he decisively raised his hand and told the little milk baby the direction Tang Ruanruan had run.
The little milk baby immediately beamed, showing Luo Chaoyang a big smile, “It’s a pity your leg is injured, otherwise you would make a good Uncle-in-law for me.”
Saying that, the little guy ran off.
Qin Tiancheng, standing nearby, was laughing so hard he almost choked.
Are all children nowadays so clever and mischievous?
A four or five-year-old milk baby already knows how to play matchmaker?
He clenched his palm, afraid he would laugh out loud and be disciplined by Luo Chaoyang, took a deep breath, and said, “Is the ice-block face popular these days? How come one person after another with poor taste falls for you?”
Luo Chaoyang turned his head and glanced at Qin Tiancheng, “As if your face is so popular.”
Qin Tiancheng: “…”
He felt struck.
It just so happened that it was their turn, so they didn't continue to mock each other.
Old Wang saw that Luo Chaoyang arrived in a wheelchair and subconsciously looked at his legs; the legs were there.
After the normal inquiries were finished, Luo Chaoyang proactively asked Old Wang to give him a massage.
“Our Wang Family does have a set of Tui Na techniques, but it’s not suitable for someone like you who has no response. However, it can invigorate the muscles and bones so they don't atrophy. Acupuncture treatment might be worth a try, but I can’t guarantee it. Your situation clearly involves a spinal injury, causing the lower limbs to have no sensation. Our Wang Family isn't specialized in orthopedics.”
He stated the situation clearly, fearing the patient would have expectations only to be greatly disappointed if there were no results.
Luo Chaoyang indicated he understood but insisted that Old Wang try the Tui Na on him.
Mainly, he wanted to see the difference compared to what Tang Ruanruan had done.
Old Wang saw that Luo Chaoyang understood his meaning, so he washed his hands and had Qin Tiancheng lift him onto the examination bed inside. He rubbed his palms, started the examination directly, and confirmed that the problem was beyond his ability to solve, so he stated it promptly.
During the Tui Na, it was indeed the areas Tang Ruanruan had treated before, but there was absolutely no tingling sensation.
Qin Tiancheng was very nervous, constantly watching Luo Chaoyang.
Luo Chaoyang slightly shook his head at Qin Tiancheng.
Qin Tiancheng instantly felt immense disappointment; he had thought Luo Chaoyang’s leg could be saved.
But now he realized it wasn't an issue with the Wang Family's technique.
When Old Wang finished the Tui Na, he was covered in sweat, yet Luo Chaoyang still had no sensation whatsoever.
He also felt somewhat disheartened.
Every patient who walked in hoped to achieve results, but his ability was limited, and he truly couldn't deliver.
“I apologize. I have performed the full set of our Wang Family’s Tui Na techniques. If you need it, you can come back, but I can tell you how to do it. It’s best to give him massages and Tui Na every day at home, as this is a long-term task.”
Luo Chaoyang expressed his thanks, showing no sign of disappointment.
When Old Wang heard his injury was sustained on the battlefield, he knew the Medical Hall had special provisions for Soldiers, so he didn't charge him. He only cautioned him never to give up on the massage and recommended a famous Doctor specializing in orthopedics for him to try.
Leaving the Medical Hall, Qin Tiancheng scratched his head, “Didn’t you experience an illusion yesterday?”
Luo Chaoyang stated firmly, “No!”
Qin Tiancheng sighed, “Then it can’t be that only when a specific person touches you does it work, right?”
Luo Chaoyang had that suspicion too.
“Never mind that. Aren’t there still plenty of medical halls? Let’s try them one by one. There are so many Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners here; I refuse to believe we can’t try them all.”
That day they visited many medical halls. Many Doctors tried their hands, but that tingling sensation never reappeared.
Luo Chaoyang was relatively fine; he was already mentally prepared, but Qin Tiancheng was getting somewhat agitated.
Returning to the Research Institute Compound, the Gatekeeper Uncle hurried over to ask, “How did it go?”
Qin Tiancheng shook his head. The Old Man sighed, “Don’t rush this matter. Let’s go back first. That young lady across the way has been here for quite a while. If you two don’t come back soon, she’ll probably leave.”
This energized Qin Tiancheng.
He decided to confirm it one more time.
He pushed the wheelchair so fast it was flying, rushed to Luo Chaoyang’s home, pushed him into the alley, and ran off.
“Go in yourself!”
Luo Chaoyang looked at the fleeing figure, speechless.
He turned his head and met a pair of smiling, bright eyes.
“You’re back! Did you miss me?”
Wishing all the lovely readers a Happy Xiao Nian!