Treasure identifying Golden Finger

After returning to the ward, his mother took his grandma for a checkup. His uncle drove his aunt back to get some daily necessities, while his cousin arranged them in a simple manner in the ward.    

    

"Brother!"    

    

He walked in.    

    

"Where's Yuanyuan!?"    

    

"Oh, Yuanyuan's supplementary lessons will only end at night!"    

    

When he saw Faang Cheng walk in, he put down the broom in his hand and looked towards his little brother.    

    

"This girl is not bad, she has good taste!"    

    

Knowing that he had to tell him this, Faang Cheng laughed helplessly.    

    

"She really is just a friend. Looks like Grandmother has misunderstood this time!"    

    

Faang Cheng sighed helplessly.    

    

"You think of me as a friend, but I don't necessarily think of you as a friend!"    

    

in a way that would tell her what she was thinking,    

    

"Don't spout nonsense. Brother, the Dr Fann's condition is so good, why would she fall for me …"    

    

Although Faang Cheng said that, he still remembered how Fann Xingchen comforted his grandmother and her smile.    

    

"Why does she look down on me? My brother is handsome and extraordinary, fitting her …" It's just right! "    

    

He didn't like the way Faang Cheng looked down at himself.    

    

"Yes, yes, yes. Your little brother is a genius, your little brother is a talented young man, your little brother is a myriad of people. This time, I really understand what it means to be a prostitute and to boast!"    

    

Faang Cheng laughed helplessly!    

    

At night, the whole family fought to stay behind to accompany Grandma on her bed. Faang Cheng stopped them all from talking and analyzed the pros and cons.    

    

"Uncle and cousin, both of you have to go to work tomorrow, so you can't stay here anymore. Mommy, you have to cook breakfast for Grandma tomorrow, so you can't stay for the night with me too, not to mention Yuanyuan, who still has to go to school tomorrow. I know that Aunt has dizziness, no matter how many jobs you do during the day, you guys can still sleep well at night. Therefore … I'll stay here tonight! "    

    

Faang Cheng felt that his plans were perfect.    

    

"But you also have to work tomorrow!"    

    

Mother Lian Yuerong said softly. She loved her son dearly.    

    

"It's okay, Mom. You don't know my job yet, so you can go whenever you want. No one will care when you leave!"    

    

Faang Cheng spoke the truth.    

    

"Alright, you guys should go back and rest. Just come back tomorrow to take over the class!"    

    

Faang Cheng pushed his mother and aunt out of the room.    

    

"Alright, then we'll head back first. We'll come tomorrow morning to replace you!"    

    

Aunt also quickly said,    

    

"Alright, alright, alright. Go back and sleep early. Grandma has me here, so it won't be a problem!"    

    

Faang Cheng sent the whole family out of the sickroom, and said his goodbyes at the door of the sickroom. All the patients in the sickroom looked at the whole family with envy. The family's elders were ill, and their children and grandchildren all came to visit, but they couldn't get rid of them. However, there were some patients who were hospitalized for several months that only had nursing work to accompany them. As expected, comparing people with others would anger a person to death!    

    

Faang Cheng returned to the sickroom and blankly looked at his grandmother who was fast asleep under the dim yellow light for a while, then... He raised his own hands and gently covered his grandmother's shoulders. Since he was sure that the spiritual qi in his hands was of great benefit to the human body, then why couldn't he help her alleviate her pain, or even cure it? Looking at her painful expression, Faang Cheng really felt sorry for her. If he could, he wished that his hands could let his grandmother live for a hundred years, and keep her by their side!    

    

Although Grandma's body was not that cold, it was still chilly. Faang Cheng thought that it was probably because Grandma was very old, so the heat in her body and the spiritual energy that filled her body was not as strong as before! With a thought, both of Faang Cheng's hands began to surge with spirit energy. Following Faang Cheng's will, his spirit energy started to continuously flow into Grandma's body, he did not need to deliberately look for the so-called twelve meridians in her body, and the spirit energy itself would sense the remaining spirit energy that existed in her body and follow her. At the start, the circulation of the spirit energy within Grandma's body was rather smooth, but when they got close to her heart meridian, the spirit energy started to be obstructed, and with a bit of effort from Faang Cheng's hands, the spirit energy broke free from the obstruction, and they continued onward!    

    

Using his spirit energy to carefully comb through the twelve energy channels in her body, Faang Cheng felt his body becoming weak, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He suddenly realized that his spiritual energy was not inexhaustible. Although the spiritual energy would return to his body after combing through, its temperature had clearly dropped by a lot, which meant that its concentration had already decreased! When he came in contact with those old objects that were filled with spirit energy, the spirit energy that he released was even hotter than before. This made Faang Cheng firmly believe that when he was examining for treasure, his fingers were absorbing spirit energy, and when he was saving someone, his spirit energy would stay in that person's body. Faang Cheng might not be able to feel the flow of spirit energy, but today, he had already saved the old man on the plane, so when he cleared up his entire body for his grandmother, he clearly felt unwell!    

    

Faang Cheng weakly sat on the sofa at the side. Watching his grandmother's breathing become more even and powerful, he knew that the spirit energy had already begun to take effect! Thus, he took out a book on Qigong from his backpack and began to read it with relish while lying on the sofa!    

    

Faang Cheng had never come into contact with such a profound thing like Qi Arts, it was only because the Qi in his hands started to notice these things, and ever since he accidentally saved the two of them, he felt that using Qi to save someone seemed to be the same as Qi Arts! One was mediated by the other, while the other was nurtured by himself!    

    

After Faang Cheng read from the book, he understood that Qigong was a special kind of internal force which could channel one's Qi through breathing, wishful thinking, and guiding to achieve the effects of clearing meridians, regulating one's internal organs, strengthening one's physique, removing diseases and evils, improving one's appearance, and prolonging one's longevity! The inner Qi that was mentioned was not breath Qi, but the "true qi" that existed in a human body according to the concept of traditional Chinese medicine. It was similar to the spirit qi in Faang Cheng's hands!    

    

However, in traditional Chinese medicine, it emphasized on blockage of blood stasis. Whether it was a troublesome cardio-cerebrovascular disease, a variety of cancerous tumors that killed people without blood, or even some rare diseases, they were all caused by the blockage of blood vessels in one's meridians.    

    

Qi Arts was actually one of the most valuable legacies in traditional Chinese medicine. Just because it was a little too mystical, it was said to be a scam, against science, and against superstition. As a result, it had been gradually forgotten by the people in recent years.    

    

Looking at it, Faang Cheng fell asleep on the sofa, his grandmother suddenly frowned, but after a while, she slowly opened his sleepy eyes, the elder's sleep made him feel much better, much more relaxed, and his head was no longer as drowsy as it was in the day, instead it was much clearer!    

    

Under the dim light, she saw Faang Cheng who was lying on the sofa, hugging a book and had fallen asleep. Her heart immediately felt warm. It was truly filial piety! She looked at her grandson with a peaceful gaze before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep once more!    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]