"How is it?"
"How do you feel?"
Mr. Barthez and Mrs. Barthez looked at their son in the wheelchair with nervousness and expectation.
Li Ang took the towel handed over by Mrs. Barthez and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He also looked at the child in the wheelchair with concern.
On this day, after a period of consideration, Mr. and Mrs. Barthez finally decided to let Li Ang give their son a try with acupuncture treatment of traditional Chinese medicine.
Li Ang mentioned that he was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner when he sent Nettle Barthez back last time. If needed, he was willing to help Barthez.
However, Li Ang also stated in advance that he did not have the medical qualification to practice medicine in Spain. Therefore, he was only helping on a voluntary basis and would not charge for the consultation. However, the couple must first sign an agreement to guarantee that as long as there was no problem with his treatment, they would not trouble him for the medical qualification certificate after the event. Li Ang was also prepared. He didn't want to cause trouble for his kind help.
It was precisely for this reason that the help he provided was only acupuncture treatment and some warm prescriptions. This was safer.
At this time, Li Ang had just finished acupuncture for Little Barthez. Before this, he had arranged for Barthez to take medicine for a week. This was to prepare for acupuncture.
Mr. Barthez reached out and pinched his son's calf.
"Do you feel anything?" Mr. Barthez asked.
Little Barthez shook his head, a little depressed.
Li Ang's heart sank, while Mrs. Barthez's face was filled with sorrow.
Mr. Barthez was also a little depressed. He subconsciously used a little more force, then he heard his son suddenly widen his eyes. "Dad, it hurts."
Hearing Little Barthez's words, the couple was stunned at first, then ecstatic. Before this, they tried to stimulate the pain in Barthez's leg as hard as they could, but their son never felt any pain.
*****
"Is it an illusion?" Mr. Barthez wiped his face with his hand, then pinched again, this time harder.
"It hurts!" Little Barthez shouted in surprise.
"Oh, God!" Mrs. Barthez covered her mouth and hugged her son. She couldn't help but cry.
On the other hand, Mr. Barthez's face was covered in tears. He came over and hugged Li Ang tightly.
"Li, thank you, thank you." Mr. Barthez was thrilled. "You not only saved my favorite team, but you also saved Nettle."
"It's only slightly effective. I can't say how confident I am right now." Li Ang was also very happy. "I can only do my best to help Little Barthez. I'm very happy to be able to help him."
After the family of three calmed down, Li Ang continued to communicate with them about Little Barthez's condition.
"Li, should we continue this treatment?" Mr. Barthez asked. He was shocked when he saw Li Ang take out those silver needles. Now, the Spanish man looked at those silver needles more affectionately than anything else.
"Acupuncture won't be needed in a short time." Li Ang shook his head. Barthez's muscles and nerves had been 'sleeping' for a long time. His muscles also showed signs of atrophy. In this case, frequent nerve stimulation was not advisable. At this time, both the muscles and nerves were very fragile.
Moreover, Li Ang's acupuncture consumes a lot of energy. This is similar to Qigong. He can't do this frequently. It's more harmful to the body.
"I'll massage Nettle in a while. You guys observe carefully. You must learn this massage technique." Li Ang said, "Follow this massage technique and massage Little Barthez for three months. After three months, I'll give him acupuncture according to the actual situation."
Mr. and Mrs. Barthez nodded hurriedly. They had been running around for their son's condition for many years and were almost desperate. It could even be said that they had given up. They had gone to the big hospitals in Madrid and even the Royal Hospital in London. The doctors shook their heads and said that they couldn't do anything. Most of them comforted them and wanted to let Little Barthez adapt to the 'stiff and unsatisfactory' life in the future.
In a situation where there was no hope, they had no choice but to let Li Ang try it out with the mentality of 'treating a dead horse as a living horse.' It actually worked.
This was a miracle of God's providence!
*****
Before this, they even thought they must be crazy. They actually believed the words of a football manager and let Li Ang treat their son. How could a football manager and a doctor connect everything?!
"We must be crazy." Before Li Ang came today, the couple was still talking to themselves.
Now, they were ecstatic. They felt that they had to thank God for being hot-headed and crazy. They chose to ask Li Ang to treat their son on this trip.
Of course, they knew that the person they should thank the most was Li Ang.
Although, as Li Ang said, this was just a good start and it was still unknown whether he could be cured, at least they saw hope, didn't they?!
"Nettle has loved football since he was a child." Mr. Barthez's eyes were filled with tears. "Every time I hear him say that he envies those children running and playing on the field, my heart breaks."
Li Ang patted Mr. Barthez on the shoulder to comfort him.
At this time, Little Barthez, who heard his father's words, had a dim look in his eyes and turned his head to the side.
Li Ang noticed the child's expression. He walked over, squatted down, and touched the head of the child in the wheelchair. "Nettle Barthez, the team has successfully avoided relegation. We also won the Copa del Rey championship. Are you happy?"
"Very happy." Little Barthez's eyes lit up when he heard the topic. "Especially winning the Copa del Rey championship. This is the first trophy the team has won in the ninety-nine years since it was founded!"
Li Ang looked at Little Barthez in surprise. He didn't expect the child to be so clear about the team's history.
"Nettle is a super fan of Gihon," Mr. Barthez said proudly.
"Very good." Li Ang smiled. "So, Nettle, do you believe in me?"
"I-" The child looked at Li Ang and then nodded. "I believe in you."
"Ha, it seems that your confidence is not enough." Li Ang smiled. "You see, the team hasn't won the championship for ninety-nine years. I led the team to do it. Amazing, right?"
"Yes." Little Barthez nodded vigorously. "You are the best coach in the world."
"Thank you." Li Ang said happily, "I'll tell you a secret. I'm not only the best coach in the world, but also the best doctor. If I say that as long as I want to do it, there is nothing I can't do, would you agree? "
"That's right! You are the best! "Little Barthez said seriously.
*****
"Very good." Li Ang nodded. "As long as you listen to me, stay optimistic and confident, do as I say, and cooperate with the treatment, you will be able to stand up in the future. Even playing football on the field is not impossible."
"Really?" Little Barthez asked.
"You just said that you believe in me." Li Ang made a disappointed expression.
"I'm sorry!" Little Barthez immediately apologized. "I believe in you. You are the best!"
"Very good." Li Ang nodded. "Be sure to cooperate with the treatment. You will be able to stand up and play football on the field."
"I want to play under you in the future," Little Barthez suddenly said, looking very serious. "I want to be your player!"
"Ah –" Li Ang was stunned at first, then smiled and rubbed Little Barthez's head hard. "I am very demanding of the players. Then you have to work hard."
"I can definitely do it!" Little Barthez waved his small fist.
"Do your best." Li Ang smiled and nodded.
"Yes!" The child named Nettle Barthez nodded vigorously. He nodded vigorously.
On the side, Mrs. Barthez was hugged by her husband. The mother was already sobbing …
About ten minutes later, when he was leaving, Li Ang waved his right arm to the child in the wheelchair. "Do your best, Nettle."
The child in the wheelchair nodded vigorously. The child under the sun had a smile on his face. This smile was called hope and dream …
PS: Second update.
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