After a while, he finally had a compromise idea.

He opened his eyes and asked Huang Xiangtang: "Did you have a very big appetite recently? But you don't feel fragrant when you eat anything, and it smells like chewing wax?"

Huang Xiangtang was excited: "Yes."

Many people have treated him these days, but none of them can tell him about his condition in one mouthful - for a condition that has never happened on Earth, this is normal - since Lin Jixin pointed it out in one mouthful, Huang Xiangtang, who had no hope, couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Did you always feel dizzy and feel dizzy when you stand up and feel dizzy and unable to walk?"

"Yes." Huang Xiangtang's eyes became brighter, and Huang Zelin, Huang Zeyuan and Huang Xiangtang's old wife who were guarding the side also became expectant.

"Even when sleeping, do you feel light and floating in the air?"

"Yes, yes, yes, all are right!" Huang Xiangtang's breathing became rapid.

Just as he was expecting, Lin Jixin stood up from the chair and sighed: "Sorry, I can't cure it!"

"Can't cure it?" Huang Zeyuan became anxious, "How can you not cure this disease if you know so well?"

"It's because I know that it can't be cured." Lin Jixin sighed again, "I remember my grandfather told me a similar case, called 'Soul Rest Disorder'."

He changed his name a little.

"This disease cannot be cured by taking medicine. My grandfather told me that a set of acupuncture was useful, but unfortunately, I only learned half of it when he passed away."

"Then do he have any medical books or notes to stay?" Huang Zeyuan looked anxious.

"No." Lin Jixin shook his head, "I found his relics after I became sensible, but there was nothing."

"Is there no other way?" Huang Zeyuan was a bit like an ant on a hot pan. It would be better if Lin Jixin simply didn't understand. Anyway, they didn't expect it, but they seemed to have hit the right person, but the result was a little worse. How could he think so?

Huang Xiangtang and Huang Zelin also stared at him, hoping that he could say what they wanted to hear.

To their disappointment, Lin Jixin still kept shaking his head.

Just as their hearts were sinking, Lin Jixin's words surprised them again.

"It is not cured, but that half-needle surgery should suppress the disease, and at least it will feel much more comfortable."

"It's good that this is possible," Huang Xiangtang was very happy. He has been suffering from illness these days and has not been able to sleep well for a moment. "As long as he can feel better, it doesn't matter whether he can be cured well."

However, Huang Xiangtang's old wife was still a little worried: "Using needles like this will not have any bad effects."

Lin Jixin smiled: "That won't be true, it's just that the needle is not strong enough, so it can only suppress the symptoms and cannot be cured."

"Then it's OK now?" Huang Xiangtang was impatient, "Do you need time?"

"I want to prepare silver needles for acupuncture," said Lin Jixin. "I didn't know it was for treatment before, so I didn't bring anything."

"Is it a special needle? Is it an ordinary needle okay?" Huang Zelin asked.

"Just the most ordinary one is fine, is there this?" Hearing Huang Zelin said this, it seemed that there was something here. Lin Jixin borrowed a donkey from the side. Anyway, his needles were just used to fool people.

"Well, I remember there is a set here, I'll pick it up."

Huang Zelin hurried away. After a while, he ran back with an exquisite wooden box, which contained silver needles.

"Is this possible?" he asked.
Chapter completed!