Heartfelt self-cultivation

In the early morning, Mu Luo woke people up and went downstairs to have breakfast together. Yue Feng had already sat down, and Mu Luo and Lin Gui sat down together. Adding minced meat is Mu Luo's favorite.

After eating noodles, Lin Yao took Yue Feng to treat the old man, Lin Jianguo and Xue Yun went together, Mu Luo originally wanted to take a break, but Yue Feng pointed at him and said that he needed his help.

Mu Luo, let alone being interested in acupuncture, as long as he reads medical books that are almost like reading heavenly books, he can't help him, but he can't refuse. It's really hard to say.

Knowing that Yue Feng could diagnose and treat, those doctors were all kicked out by Lin Yao, leaving him alone.

When Yue Feng performed the needle, only Mu Luo stood by and watched, while the others were waiting outside. Yue Feng's hands were extremely fast, and he helped the sleeping old man to lie down in a short while.

Mu Luo had seen Yue Feng perform acupuncture once before, but it was not so complicated. He asked curiously, "What kind of acupuncture is this?"

Wiping the sweat off his face, Yue Feng replied, "The Tianxuan needle, the Tianxuan needle in the Tianlou auction last time came from me."

"It took a lot of effort for you to master such a complicated acupuncture method."

In Huaguo, apart from Yue Feng, no one knows Tianxuan Dizhen better than him. From this point of view, apart from talent, Yue Feng's own efforts cannot be separated from it.

"Actually, the Tianxuan Ground Needle is not as difficult as imagined. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

There was a smile in Yue Feng's eyes.

Mu Luo was thoughtful, "Oh, no wonder you advised me not to shoot last time, and you plan to teach me yourself?"

"Of course, if you want to learn my medical skills, I can teach you, and I will guarantee that you will avoid half-life detours than others, how about it?"

This is the first time Yue Feng said he took the initiative to teach others, and he didn't even look at others.

I don't know how many bigwigs in the medical field tried to let Yue Feng teach him a little bit. His medical skills even surpassed the current medical level in Huaguo. If he could learn something, it would be enough to benefit him for a lifetime.

"Look at me, I'm so lazy. I don't think I'll be able to learn the mentality of fishing for three days and drying the net for two days."

Mu Luo was really interested. With his personality, he couldn't do such a meticulous study of medicine.

"I don't know your personality yet. Since I dare to speak out, I can teach you well." Medical skills are not the only thing Yue Feng is good at.

"That's okay." Mu Luo nodded. He wanted to learn, so it was up to fate whether he could learn it or not.

Yue Feng inserted the last silver needle into the old man's head, and the fainted old man slowly opened it.

For him, it was just a night of sleep, and his body was a hundred times more relaxed, as if he had recovered. He was about to get out of bed and walk around, but found that his lower body was still unable to move.

Yue Feng said indifferently, "You can only apply it once a day, and after two more injections, not only will you be able to recover as before, but your lifespan will also increase."

Hearing this, the old man believed in Yue Feng's words, "Thank you for the genius doctor. It's not easy for the genius doctor to master such superb medical skills at such a young age. From what Yao'er said, the genius doctor doesn't want any money from my Lin family, and I don't know what the genius doctor needs. I will do my best”

In the plot, Yue Feng took this opportunity to blackmail. Now that he has got what he wants, he will naturally not accept the kindness of the Lin family.

"The old man is serious. I don't need anything. If the old man is really sorry, he owes me a favor."

Too much evasion may make people think that he has ulterior motives, although this is true.