Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

Song Qingshan used Guiling Bafayang and Four Needles.

The law of the scorching sun at noon.

Follow the sun.

What matters is fast, accurate and ruthless.

The needle falls.

It was obvious that Father Yang's body shook slightly.

Zhang Yilin concentrated his attention.

Watching Song Qingshan drop the needle with wide eyes, he refused to miss even 0.01 second.

"effective."

Director Yang watched his father move slightly, and his face was instantly ecstatic.

Dad suffered a stroke and was paralyzed for more than half a year.

The body on the left seemed to be dead, without any movement.

Now the old gentleman just drops a stitch.

Vibration occurs.

That means the old man's acupuncture therapy has worked.

This made Director Yang both ecstatic and looking forward to it.

"Set the universe."

After Song Qingshan dropped the needle, without stopping, he picked up another needle and stuck it at Yongquan acupoint on Father Yang's left foot.

Yongquan acupoint is the largest acupoint of the innate foundation of the human body.

Adjustable innate.

Making good use of this acupoint can cure diseases and preserve health.

The saying goes well.

All diseases start from cold, and cold grows from under the feet.

The soles of the feet are also air inlets.

Now Father Yang's air intake has been completely closed.

That's why the blood stasis in the body cannot be ruled out.

Song Qingshan opened Tianmen acupoint first.

Make the meridians of the patient's whole body open, the qi and blood surge, and then fix the world with one needle.

Open the vent.

Let the blood stasis accumulated in the patient's body be drained.

However, Father Yang's heart was ashamed and he had been bedridden for half a year, but these two injections were far from enough.

I saw Song Qingshan picked up the silver needles again and pierced Yang's father's thigh, lower abdomen, arm, and left face like flowing water.

It's just ten seconds.

Dozens of stitches have already fallen.

And the needle is like a god.

Zhang Yilin, who stood by and watched the study, had already chosen to give up.

Because of Master Song Qingshan's action of dropping the needle.

It has made him dizzy.

He was shocked.

My brain is about to shut down.

Factory Manager Yang and his wife were also shocked. The couple opened their mouths wide and were stunned.

The couple thought they had seen a big scene.

But everything that happened in front of my eyes.

But it has far exceeded their cognition.

A hundred-year-old man.

The technique of acupuncture and moxibustion is not only fast, but every time the needle is dropped, it penetrates into the flesh with incomparable accuracy.

This is simply magical.

About five or six minutes passed.

Father Yang's left body had been pierced like a hedgehog, and he fell asleep under the effect of acupuncture.

"You're done."

Song Qingshan let out a breath, and finally stopped his movements.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Not a trace of fatigue was revealed.

Look at your masterpiece at this time.

Very satisfied.

At the same time, I was very emotional.

Guiling Bafa is worthy of being a lost TCM acupuncture skill, which is divided into four methods for Yin and Yang.

Song Qingshan only used his yang four needles.

It has already achieved such an effect.

"Old man, you are such a living fairy old doctor!" Director Yang woke up from the shock.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. These are treasures left by our ancestors. It's not that I, Song Qingshan, are immortals."

Song Qingshan waved his hand.

Then he looked at his apprentice Zhang Yilin and asked, "How many needles have you seen?"

Zhang Yilin's expression froze immediately.

Ashamed, he said: "Master, your acupuncture method is simply a stroke of magic, and the apprentice is stupid and didn't learn even a single needle."

In fact, Zhang Yilin's medical talent is very high.

It's just that Song Qingshan's movements are too fast, and this set of acupuncture is a top-level stunt that has been lost.

If you read it once, you will understand.

That would be hell.

Hearing this, Song Qingshan didn't blame Zhang Yilin, and slowly performed it a few times when he was preparing to spare.

"Old man, is my father asleep now?"

Director Yang looked at his father's peaceful state and asked.

"It can't simply be called sleeping, your father is now a false sleep."

Song Qingshan replied.

"bunk?"

"What do you mean?"

Director Yang was at a loss. He seemed to have seen this word in a book.

Just a little impression.

"Master, I don't understand either." Looking at Master's gaze, he probably wanted to explain himself.

But Zhang Yilin also didn't know.

Song Qingshan had no choice but to explain himself: "The word doze originated from ancient times, and it roughly means to take a nap and take a nap without taking off your clothes."

"Only when people are most comfortable and relaxed, will they forget to take off their clothes and fall into a deep sleep."

"Old man, my father doesn't wear much clothes either."

before stitching.

Director Yang has already taken off most of his father's clothes, and then let him lie flat on the bed.

"The dense silver needles on your father's body are the thick clothes he is wearing right now."

Song Qing explained again.

"It really is."

Factory Manager Yang heard Song Qingshan's explanation, and looked at the impenetrable silver needle on his father's body.

With a surprised expression.

"Then how long will my father be in this state, and when can the needle be pulled out?"

"It's hard to say at the moment. It depends on how your father drains the blood stasis in his body before making a decision."

"Let's go out first, don't wake up your father."

"If your father wakes up now, the effect of this acupuncture treatment will be greatly reduced."

Song Qingshan looked cautious.

"Mister, please come to the living room." Factory Manager Yang made a gesture of invitation upon hearing this.

Song Qingshan was not polite either.

Walk out of the room slowly.

Subsequently.

Several people came to the living room.

Sit on a leather sofa.

Just sat down.

Director Yang looked at Song Qingshan gratefully.

"Mr., you cured my father's illness. I really don't know how to repay you."

"If you are short of money, my family still has some savings, old man, please tell me the number."

38 Climb to the sky in one step and be promoted to the chief of the medical department! ! !

Director Yang wanted to repay his kindness with money.

He is the director of the rolling mill, a department-level cadre, with a salary of more than 150 yuan a month.

The family is not short of money at all.

But Song Qingshan is not short of money, what he wants is something that money can't buy.

Song Qingshan did not answer.

Laugh without saying a word.

"The old man has worked hard, come and have a cup of tea."

At this moment.

Director Yang's daughter-in-law brought the first-class Tieguanyin brewed and said respectfully with a smile.

It's really unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, the sloppy old man in front of him turned out to be such a skilled doctor.