Peerless Sealer

Chapter 142 Fifty Yuan Can Buy a Dozen

"Tian'er, who is it?" Yao Mulan waited for a long time, then walked out worried.

"A previous patient gave me something."

"Patient? Stuff?"

Yao Mulan moved closer, and Qin Tian also moved closer to where she was.

With a wave of his hand, the jade pendant of Qingtian Baixue was already hung on Yao Mulan's neck by Qin Tian.

"Mom, you haven't added jewelry for a long time."

Yao Mulan touched the jade pendant around her neck, and said with a smile: "What's so good about this kind of green glass? You can buy a dozen in the second-hand market for 50 yuan. I still like the set of gold utensils your father gave me before. It can increase in value, and when you bring the object back, Mom will pass it on to her, don’t be afraid to like it, it’s our family’s heirloom.”

Qin Tian said helplessly, "As long as you are happy, clean up and let's go out."

"What kind of person is sick? You actually sent the car?! Return it to someone, it's too expensive, you are not allowed to accept it!"

Pushing open the door, the first thing Yao Mulan saw was the Chevrolet.

"He" Qin Tian was speechless for a moment, "He is infertile, and now his wife is pregnant. Just give it to me and keep it. I was very strenuous at the time, and it's still cold. You won't get cold while driving."

Qin Tian prayed secretly, "Brother Long, I'm sorry, it was quite strenuous at that time, I looked at that stone several times, it was not easy.

"Tian'er, what have you experienced in the past six months?"

Yao Mulan is not stupid, all of this is too unusual, her son only goes out for a semester, half a year is not counted, and she has a monthly salary of [-] to [-] to [-], and she is also a delivery car. things.

"Really not," Qin Tian's defense was weak. He really didn't want to involve his mother in the weird and unusual incident of the seal master. It seems that his father had such concerns when he chose to hide it from his mother.

"No, you come to my old uncle Zheng's house now. I want to see with my own eyes. Mom is very afraid that you will go astray. Your father is gone. Mom can't and dare not lose you. Let's go, let's go now!"

I don't know what Yao Mulan thought of, but the hand that was holding Qin Tian tightly continued to tremble.

"Okay, okay," Qin Tian pressed the back of Yao Mulan's cold hand, "Let's go now, will it work? Let me show you, so that you won't be worried all the time."

Qin Tian thought for a while, that's fine, anyway, his current medical skills are excellent, if he can reassure his mother, that would be great.

Pushing open the door of old man Zheng next door, there is only a half-dead tree in the empty courtyard, with no leaves or weeds on the ground, and the dead silence is like the continuous low-pitched coughing sound.

"Old Uncle Zheng's wife has been away for more than two months, and his family's younger generation hasn't visited him for a long time, so don't talk about what you shouldn't say or ask later." Yao Mulan thoughtfully ordered road.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'm here to help him heal his illness, and you will do the rest, okay?"

Qin Tian has a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, squeaking and quacking.

Entering the living room, an old man was lying on his side on the slightly dilapidated gray-yellow sofa. His hair was completely white, and he was holding a photo frame in his withered palm, coughing and weeping.

"Uncle Zheng, Xiaotian is back, let's take a look at you."

Hearing the voice, Old Uncle Zheng sat up slowly, he wanted to wipe away a few drops of muddy tears from the corners of his eyes, but his movements were too slow, as slow as a corpse that was about to freeze, and then he just let it go, He just put the photo frame on the table in front of him, and said embarrassingly, "I just laughed."

Qin Tian glanced at the photo frame. Inside was a yellowed family portrait. Old man Zheng, who was quite heroic in his early years, was sitting upright with his lover, with four or five children laughing in the sun shining brightly under him.

"Hello, Grandpa Zheng," Qin Tian stepped forward to salute, his back turned warm and his eyes turned cold to see Old Zheng's body.

"Hoho, Xiaotian is back, how are you doing outside? The young man just wants to go out, not bad, not bad, ahem~"

"Lie down, I just learned how to prick a needle, I wonder if I can try it on you?"

"Try, try, Grandpa Zheng is eager to be your test product, come quickly, come quickly." Old Uncle Zheng enthusiastically stretched out his right hand to embrace Qin Tian, ​​but he withdrew his hand halfway.

The five fingers of his palm curled up like chicken feet, and then retracted towards the wrist, which was very frightening.

"Hey," Qin Tian took the initiative to hold his hand, and helped him slowly fall down on the sofa.

The old man Zheng who got it was lifeless and elastic, and Qin Tian only felt that what he was supporting was a frozen piece of necrotic wood.

Qin Tian didn't think it was strange, old man Zheng's illness was basically in this form.

Shibi, also known as rheumatism.

In traditional Chinese medicine, rheumatism is divided into several categories, such as wind arthralgia, damp arthralgia, and cold arthralgia.

Uncle Zheng's stiff body and twisted joints are typical symptoms of dampness arthralgia.

To treat damp and cold, it is necessary to warm the yang and promote qi, activate blood and dredge collaterals.

Qin Tian lifted old man Zheng's sleeves, rubbed them first to make his arms warmer, and then covered old man Zheng's face.

Unfolding the heaven and earth needles, Qin Tian pulled out five silver needles.

After identifying the acupoints, Qin Tian stabbed directly at Uncle Zheng's arm and face.

The acupoints are Taixi, Hegu, Yuye, Lianming and Jingming.

Uncle Zheng hit his face with silver needles, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't have much fear, he praised in harmony: "Xiao Tian is really amazing, it's only been a long time since I learned it, and I'm so amazing."

"You are the real Mount Tai collapsed in front of you without changing your face."

Qin Tian chose to talk to him to distract him. After all, he was an old man in his 80s. If he came back to his senses and was frightened, it would be a big deal.

Twirling while speaking, Qin Tian moved the needle nine times from top to bottom, and then slowly pulled it out.

This is a technique of burning a volcano, but Qin Tian's movements are not as intense as a volcano erupting. He moves in and out slowly. After all, the technique also depends on the person. Contacting Old Uncle Zheng's age, it is inevitable that the intensity will decrease.

Manipulation was performed on all five acupoints, and the needle was stopped for a moment.

Qin Tian began to raise the needle, and when he retracted the needle back into its sheath, he casually flicked his wrist, and the shining needle point pierced Old Zheng's shrunken tiger's mouth.

This strike seemed to hit Old Uncle Zheng's pain point, the corner of his mouth twitched quickly, his forearm tensed, and a large amount of blood rushed to the pain point.

Kaka.

His five fingers like chicken feet spread out suddenly, and there was a sound of collision and friction of finger bones.

"I'll help you stand up and walk around."

Qin Tian ignored Old Uncle Zheng's surprise at this moment, walked around and put his hands under his armpits, and lifted him straight up.

Uncle Zheng was a little afraid of falling down, and his knees were tightly pressed against the sofa.

Qin Tian withdrew his hands and folded them on his back, with both forces, he pushed Old Zheng forward two steps.

Old Uncle Zheng turned around halfway in shock, "Xiaotian, you?"

(End of this chapter)