Chapter 3 Meditation Fingers, Heart Needles
As a military doctor, Fang Tongsheng had already stirred up a huge wave in his heart at this moment!
The weight of this black small notebook alone is enough, not to mention the ancient seal script "medical" in the small notebook.
Fang Tongsheng had only heard of such a military doctor in the military medical team, but he had never seen him.
And I am still questioning other people's medical skills in my heart, which is simply showing off my skills. Others and I are no longer at the same level.
"Where are some people making trouble!"
Just when Fang Tongsheng handed over the black notebook representing his status to Du Feng, two security guards had already rushed in.
"This is this person..."
In Mo Jiji's opinion, Fang Tongsheng's performance just now was completely angry. He wanted to go forward to stop him, but was forced back by Du Feng's cold eyes. At this moment, the security guard rushed in and immediately pointed at Du Feng and shouted!
"Shut up!"
Du Feng glanced at the person in front of him coldly and spit out two words!
Mo Jiji took the step forward and was about to take action, but Fang Tongsheng grabbed him and said, "Go out, you don't need you here!"
What?
Mo Jiji and others didn't react for a long time!
Du Feng did not care about the people in front of him, but reached out and pressed directly on Li Xuelian's eyebrows, then spread his five fingers and stuck them on the five acupoints on his face, and sank slightly...
This lightning-like technique shocked everyone present slightly.
Mo Jiji is a pure Western medicine doctor. He knows nothing about traditional Chinese medicine and looks down on traditional Chinese medicine in his bones. He is particularly respectful of Western medicine. Naturally, he doesn't know what the methods Du Feng has used now are.
But Fang Tongsheng on the other side was stunned.
As Du Feng's fingers quickly touched the pale face, Chen Xuelian's originally painful and fainted face showed a hint of tranquility and serene.
"Could it be that this is the legendary meditation fingering method?"
As Du Feng's fingers continued to tremble, Chen Xuelian's physical condition slowly began to calm down. This move alone had already convinced Fang Tongsheng, who was on the side, from the bottom of his heart, was the young special military doctor who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Mo Jiji looked at the scene in front of him with a disdainful look. In his opinion, these Chinese medicine practitioners are just pedantic people and cannot keep up with the pace of society at all.
It is impossible to treat a small cold with Western medicine, let alone such a serious illness.
Moreover, Du Feng in front of him was very young, and he didn't take it seriously at all from the beginning!
As for the fingering method of meditation, it is nonsense in his eyes...
After turning his fingers to massage and clear the meridians throughout the body, Du Feng then reached out and lifted up his sleeves, revealing the needle capsule wrapped around his wrist.
Could this kid want to apply needles here in front of the vice president?
Mo Jiji couldn't help but sneer... You should know that the master of Vice President Fang Tongsheng is Feng Tianxin, a famous needle king in China.
But Fang Tongsheng looked expectant at this moment, and at the same time, he also wanted to know what kind of abilities these mysterious medical masters hidden in the military had.
Du Feng pinched a needle like lightning, then shook his wrist slightly, and the silver needle made a slight sound.
Because Fang Tongsheng kept staring at Du Feng's movements, when Du Feng's wrist trembled, he almost immediately saw a faint red light flashing from the silver needle.
What?
Fang Tongsheng's body trembled suddenly, his eyes full of horror.
"Attachment fire? It can actually be used to move the needle fire at will..."
At this moment, a layer of sweat began to spread on Du Feng's forehead. With Du Feng's rapid injection, Du Feng had already put three injections directly on Chen Xuelian's chest and abdomen in just a few seconds.
After taking a deep breath, Du Feng reached out and pulled out a silver needle, which was seven inches long.
Seven-inch needle!
When he saw the silver needle on Du Feng's hand, Fang Tongsheng's eyes suddenly widened, and sweat fell from his forehead.
As a nationally renowned old Chinese doctor, he could tell at a glance that Du Feng was holding a seven-inch needle!
Could it be that he needs to use a seven-inch needle to cut the needle?
You should know that even Fang Tongsheng’s master Feng Tianxin may not dare to use the seven-inch needle easily. The average Chinese medicine can use at most three and a half inches of needles, and at this moment, Du Feng’s hand was holding a seven-inch silver needle.
Fang Tongsheng has been practicing medicine for sixty or seventy years, and has never seen anyone use a seven-inch needle.
Because these are all recorded in ancient ancient methods, the seven-inch needle was named after an ancient Chinese doctor who used silver needles to stimulate the seven-inch python and rescue the python. However, few people know about the ancient usage of the seven-inch needle.
At this time, Du Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he pulled the needle into Chen Xuelian's chest with a leap. At the same time, his other hand quickly pointed at several large acupoints.
As Du Feng slowly crushed the seven-inch needle bit by bit, he could almost clearly see that at this moment, Chen Xuelian's face began to turn into pain, and then the pain slowly turned into peace...
But it was not over yet. At this moment, Du Feng pressed his fingers on the few places where the needle was just applied and pressed quickly.
puff!
Just as the finger pressed on his last chest, Chen Xuelian leaned down and a mouthful of black blood spurted out...
At this moment, Du Feng also let out a deep breath, staggering, almost unable to stand firm.
"Calcise fingers, heart protection needles, seven-inch needles, I didn't expect that I could see them all at once in a young man! It seems that I am really old..."
"That's good? Aunt Chen didn't wake up either? Old Fang, you can't let this..."
"Shut up and get out of here right away!"
Fang Tongsheng was originally very uncomfortable with Mo Jiji, and now he even sent all the anger he had suppressed before on Mo Jiji.
"Old Fang..."
"Didn't you hear me?"
Mo Jiji was extremely depressed, but at this time he did not dare to get angry with Fang Tong, so he looked at Du Feng coldly, obviously in his heart he hated Du Feng.
"snort!"
Chapter completed!