The Rise of Village Doctors

Chapter 32
Before the two of them could ask, Sun Yeming had already taken out his Yin-Yang Good Fortune Needle.

The yin and yang each took four, and the hand was drawn across the head of the county magistrate, and the golden needle was already stuck in his head.

The human brain is a vital part, and it is also the most mysterious part.

Even if there are acupuncturists doing acupuncture, they dare not be negligent.

But Sun Yeming had already pricked the gold needle in an understatement.

Fingers brushed over the golden needle, and the golden needle shook slightly, and the mana was poured into it without making a fuss.

"This is?"

A look of astonishment flashed in Shen Qingyun's eyes, where did Sun Yeming seem to have seen this acupuncture technique?

But Sun Yeming was taking care of him, so she didn't dare to disturb her, she just hid it.

Sun Yeming concentrated his attention, put the fingers of his right hand together, pointed out abruptly, and pressed it on the neck of the county magistrate.

The mana entered the county main meridian, and quickly went upwards. Through Sun Yeming's memory, he found the location of the vascular tumor.

He pointed out a finger, smashing the tumor directly with mana.

The upper Siyang acupuncture is to speed up the blood flow and digest the tumor residue directly in the body.

The lower four yin acupuncture is to block the brain of the county master, so as not to shock the cerebral cortex when hitting the tumor.

This set of acupuncture and moxibustion techniques is called "Eight Acupuncture of Ghost Gate".

It can not only stimulate the vitality of patients, but also block the vitality of patients from spreading.

As the saying goes, if Hades tells you to die at the third watch, who would dare to keep you until the fifth watch?

But the eight needles in the ghost gate are to snatch people from the hands of the king of Hades.

With this set of acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, even if the patient has reached the gate of hell, he can be pulled back to the yang world.

It is for "Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate"!
"You're done, fortunately you don't disgrace your life!"

Sun Yeming took back the golden needle and smiled.

The first time I used the Yin-Yang Creation Needle, I gave myself a big surprise.

The infusion of mana seems to be extremely transparent, and the vitality contained in itself is to save the patient's life.

Just two words, easy to use!

"This is the end?"

The old dean was astonished, and asked with a smack of tongue.

"Within half an hour, the county lord will definitely wake up!"

Sun Yeming said firmly.

Shen Qingyun at the side stepped forward and asked hesitantly:

"Your method, is it the eight needles of the ghost gate?"

Sun Yeming looked at Shen Qingyun in surprise:
"Do you know the Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

Shen Qingyun nodded slightly, looking at Sun Yeming with complicated eyes:
"I've read it in a fragmented ancient medical book, and you're very proficient in using the tremor spell!"

Seeing that Shen Qingyun knew about it, Sun Yeming didn't hide anything, nodded and admitted:

"That's right, I used the ghost gate eight needles, but the Zhenzijue is another technique!"

It seems that Shen Qingyun didn't read all the fragments of ancient books, so she actually confused the Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate and the Art of Zhenzi.

Hearing this, Shen Qingyun wanted to ask clearly, so she opened her mouth, a little embarrassed to speak.

But the doubts in her heart were dispelled. Sun Yeming has eight needles, and it is not a problem to treat a small tumor.

The old dean next to him was shocked after hearing this.

When he was studying in the provincial hospital, he was lucky enough to meet a member of the medical team.

When the other party was chatting, they mentioned the ghost door eight needles, and the member regretted that it had been lost for a long time.

I never expected to see it on Sun Yeming!

"Doctor Sun, I really didn't expect you to have such a unique skill. I don't know where your acupuncture technique, which has been lost for hundreds of years, came from?"

The old dean asked excitedly.

Shen Qingyun also pricked up her ears to listen.

Sun Yeming said with a smile: "When I was young, I met an expert by chance. He saw that I was blind and took pity on me, so he accepted me as his apprentice. My medical skills have to be taught by my master."

"My master traveled all over the world, and later disappeared, and I can't find him!"

These words broke the old dean's thoughts and made the old dean quite disappointed.

On the contrary, Shen Qingyun felt that Sun Yeming was being perfunctory, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

(End of this chapter)