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Chapter 11: Sixteen Needles of Xinglong Tianmen, please comment)

"Xiaoyi, your grandfather sent you to study medicine abroad because he hoped that you would be united in China and the West and take the Ye family to a new path in the future..." *** couldn't help but say.

"I also went abroad to find out that my ancestors' tricks are all lie! The old man has been struggling for my illness for a whole nineteen years, and there is no way to relieve it! At least I have used Western medicine to treat it, which has improved greatly!" The yellow-haired boy kept shouting.

Zhou Fengtian quietly used the technique of looking at the qi of the dragon. He saw that the yin energy rose and the yin was strong and the yang was weak in the body of the yellow-haired young man.

This is a congenital disease that has been rooted in the disease since childhood. If it weren't for the fact that a master had been recuperating with gentle medicine for more than ten years, this child would probably not have lived to be five years old.

This is called "yin people" in numerology. To put it bluntly, it means that half of your foot stepped into the gate of hell.

In traditional Chinese medicine, it is called the Xuanyin aspect. Yin is strong and Yang is weak, which is relatively good for women, but if it is a man, it is a catastrophe.

Zhou Fengtian was only going to watch the fun, but this young man belittled the traditional Chinese medicine and even made a fuss about his family's relatives, so he couldn't stand it.

He knows Chinese medicine, and of course he knows how much effort it takes to save this person's life!

The yellow-haired boy saw that there were more and more people around him, including young people similar to him. These young people also pointed at the traditional Chinese medicine, all of whom did not believe it very much.

He looked around and suddenly saw a young man wearing a big red vest, wearing a dirty shirt outside, and a pair of mud-filled flip-flops on his feet, looking at everyone present with confusion.

The yellow-haired boy is named Liu Yi, and he is the only son of a local pharmacy family. He has just returned from studying Western medicine abroad over the years. He received Western education early and scoffed at traditional Chinese medicine.

But the people around him are all urbanites after all, and have received a lot of education and will not be persuaded by a few words. Instead, the farmer in front of him is easier to fool.

He smiled and walked to Zhou Fengtian and said, "Brother, you are here to buy medicine too? Have you used Chinese medicine before? Are they all scams?"

Liu Yi knew that many people in the countryside had suffered from traditional Chinese medicine!

"No."

Liu Yi was stunned. This farmer-like man dared to refute him? And his tone was so decisive that he didn't look like an inexplicable person.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "That's because you haven't tried Western medicine. The course of treatment is short and the effect is fast. The point is that the price is cheaper. I haven't seen any recognition and talk nonsense. Do you understand?"

There was a little threat in his tone.

Zhou Fengtian said: "Traditional Chinese medicine has been the essence of our country since ancient times. Western medicine works quickly, but Western medicine will bring various side effects, and it has a huge burden on the body's various functions. However, Western medicine cannot cure diseases like cow's hair! It is far less profound than traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhou Fengtian was full of energy in his speech. An old man who was originally in the pharmacy had already noticed the dispute at the door. When he heard Zhou Fengtian's words, he couldn't help but cheer.

The old man was wearing a training suit and had a bit of fairy-like appearance. He strode out, and the boss of Baicaotang, Mr. Cao, followed behind him.

Liu Yi didn't expect that such a young farmer actually had such an understanding of traditional Chinese and Western medicine. He snorted coldly: "You are the only one who knows traditional Chinese and Western medicine? You said that traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, why can't even cure my disease?"

He pulled over the Harley Motorcycle that was stopped not far behind him, and the fashionable girl following him. He said, "If anyone can cure me with Chinese medicine, I will give it to you on the spot!"

Zhou Fengtian was still worried about how to return to the village next, but when he heard this, he said lightly: "I can cure it."

The ***, who was originally standing in front of Liu Yi, suddenly had a lit eyes. She hurriedly asked, "Sir, you said... can you cure Xiaoyi's disease? Is this true?"

Zhou Fengtian said: "Really, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

"My sister-in-law, don't listen to him. What does a stinky farmer know?" Liu Yi shouted.

Young women were also hesitant, after all, Zhou Fengtian was just an outsider.

And just then, the old man suddenly spoke, "Shuyi, I think this little brother's origin is not simple. You can try it. It is not a solution to continue to drag on Liu Yi's illness."

The old man strode to Zhou Fengtian and smiled and said, "Little brother, if you have any needs, just speak."

Zhou Fengtian was not shy, and he said, "Do you have silver needles?" In the inheritance of the Dragon God, there is a secret method of acupuncture that can practice the sixteen acupuncture of the Dragon Heaven Gate. It not only can acupuncture cure diseases, but also drive away evil spirits.

Silver needles are the most commonly used acupuncture tool. There are naturally some in Cao Lao’s Baicaotang. Soon the counter lady had already delivered a set of silver needles to Zhou Fengtian.

Zhou Fengtian held the needle and the dragon's strength wrapped around him was slightly shaken. He said, "Lying on that bed."

He stretched out his hand and saw that it was a hospital bed placed in the lobby of Baicaotang. Liu Yi wanted to say a few more words, but for some reason, when he saw Zhou Fengtian's appearance, he couldn't afford to resist at all, so he lay down honestly.

Zhou Fengtian walked to him, lifted up the hem of his clothes, and made a move like lightning, but his technique of applying needles was extremely stable every time, which made the two old men on the side nod involuntarily.

Zhou Fengtian took nine needles in a row, and then injected another dragon energy.

Liu Yi felt warm all over his body. He had only felt cold since he was a child. He even fainted several times because of this cold breath, but now this feeling disappeared! Moreover, a heat current flow wandered all over his body from his lower abdomen, making him so comfortable that he couldn't help but want **.

Zhou Fengtian asked the lady at the counter for paper and pen, quickly wrote down a prescription, and handed it to the beautiful young woman.

The beautiful young woman's eyes were circulating, as if she was incredible about this. She leaned forward slightly, the beautiful flesh on her chest was surging, and her close-fitting clothes were simply a weapon on earth, which made Zhou Fengtian unable to bear.

"He needs to use a silver needle to seal the pulse for half an hour, and I will take the needle for him. After he goes back, he will use this prescription to grab the medicine and take it for seven days, and his illness will naturally be cured."

"I'm quite knowledgeable about acupuncture, my little brother." The old man who seemed to have a high status accompanied him all the time. Half an hour later, Zhou Fengtian removed the silver needle for Liu Yi. His originally pale little face turned blood at this time, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"The family's ancient methods are negligent in practicing, which makes the old man laugh and thanks the old man for his silver needles." Zhou Fengtian said with a smile.

He handed back the set of silver needles with both hands, but the old man sent the set of silver needles back to his hands.

"Thanks to my little brother, I have seen such a magical acupuncture method. I'll give you this set of silver needles to Boss Cao. Lao Cao, you have no objection."

"Of course there is no more. The sword is given to the hero! Hahaha." The two old men laughed.

"Then I thank you. I don't know what my brother calls me?" Zhou Fengtian asked.

The old man looked at Zhou Fengtian and seemed to think of something. He said, "My friends call me Lao Meng. If you don't dislike me, just call me Lao Meng.
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