I became a legend after rebirth

Chapter 822

That night, Lin Yuan and Shen Wen slept in the special care ward.

Outside, Quyang's mother was resting with her two children.

The next day was Saturday, and Wang Xue took Song Qing to see Xiaoxiao early in the morning.

Then Shen Bin and Xie Chunhua also came.

After that, Wang Feng drove the nanny car that Lin Yuan had equipped for them, and arrived with Lin Lixia, Zhen Xiuli, and Meng Xin.

Because today happens to be the seventh day after surgery as the old director said, the key day to observe whether Xiaoxiao's surgery has worked.

Lin Yuan got up early to take a bath, clean his hands and pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

As long as my daughter can be restored to health, I, Lin Yuan, will not regret dying.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the old director arrived belatedly under the eager gaze of relatives and friends of the Lin family.

"The little guy looks good."

He was extremely nervous, but he deliberately pretended to be relaxed and patted Xiaoxiao's head with a smile.

"Grandpa doctor, can I have an examination? Will I be cured?"

Xiaoxiao looked at the old director very sensibly and asked directly.

"This should be no problem."

The old director originally wanted to say that he was not certain out of habit, but he could not guarantee it.

But the look in the girl's eyes, the clear and expectant look, made him change his mind temporarily, unwilling to say anything that would disappoint her.

"Go ahead, hand me the hammer!"

The old director reached out and asked the attendant nurse for tools.

A small lightweight wooden hammer was immediately handed over.

Come on, roll up the child's trouser legs, I'm going to start checking.

In fact, this so-called functional recovery test is to first hit Xiaoxiao's knees with a small wooden hammer, and then prick her toes with a silver needle, where the sympathetic nerves are relatively developed.

Bang, as the old director controlled his strength, a gentle hammer fell on Xiaoxiao's knee.

But to everyone's disappointment, Xiaoxiao didn't respond and didn't move.

The old director's heart suddenly became cold.

I sighed in my heart: "It seems I'm not lucky enough to have the one percent chance of earning that one percent chance."

Bang bang bang.

Changing the angle and knee, the old director hit him three times in a row, but Xiaoxiao still bore it with an expressionless face and no reaction at all.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan swayed, trying hard to keep his expression unchanged.

As for Shen Wen, her eyes were red and she was about to choke.

Meng Xin felt sorry for her and quietly held her daughter's hand.

Hold hard, hold.

The old director coughed.

Fine beads of sweat have begun to leak out from the tips of his eyebrows.

He had been planning this operation for half a year, and he did not know how many preoperative arguments he had made and how much information he had checked.

If it really failed, the blow to a person of his age would not be too small.

Just when everyone's heart is about to sink to the bottom.

The old director put on his gloves and picked up a silver needle made of vellus hair.

"Xiaoxiao, if you feel a tingling sensation, you must speak out. You can't hide it from grandpa, you know?"

As he said that, he grabbed Xiaoxiao's little feet, which were like jade carvings, and very carefully pricked her big toe with a silver needle.

The silver needle got closer to Xiaoxiao's toes little by little.

Everyone's hearts were also hanging in the air.

Lin Xiaoyu, who had the worst psychological quality, had even forgotten to breathe, and was so stunned that he was holding himself in until his neck became thick and his face turned red.

Suddenly, the moment the silver needle touched Xiaoxiao's toes.

A cry of pain floated into Lin Yuan's ears like a heavenly sound.