Chapter 44, it’s alright, I can cure it.
Xu Wendong said, "This little guy’s injury is severe, one of the vertebrae in his waist is protruding and compressing the nerve."
As soon as he said this, Zhang Qianqian’s face turned pale. As a martial artist, she knew a little about medical knowledge and understood what a nerve being compressed by a bone meant.
Especially when it involved the cervical spine compressing the nerve, which could very likely result in lifelong disability!
"It’s my fault, all my fault, I shouldn’t have forced Huzi to bend backward." Zhang Qianqian shed tears of self-blame, wondering how she would explain this to Huzi’s family when they arrived.
Xu Wendong’s voice rang out, "It’s okay, I can treat it."
The crying stopped abruptly.
Zhang Qianqian looked at Xu Wendong in disbelief, thinking she might have misheard: "What did you say? You can treat this kind of injury?"
Xu Wendong was unnerved by her gaze and touched his nose, "There’s no need to lie about something like this!"
"You’re just bragging, once the nerves in the waist are compressed, in the mild case it could cause paralysis, in the worst case even turn one into a vegetative state. How could a young man like you cure such a stubborn ailment?" A young man in his twenties sneered. He was also a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall and didn’t believe Xu Wendong at all.
The other two young men shared the same attitude, thinking Xu Wendong was trying to show off in front of the young lady to get her attention.
Xu Wendong didn’t explain anything. He reached out and suddenly pressed his palm onto Huzi’s protruding waist, accompanied by a cracking sound.