Chapter 381

Yang Kangcheng's study is very tidy, and there is a bed: "is it OK here? Is there anything else you need? "

Zhao Feng said: "no, I have all the things about acupuncture. You just need to provide a place."

Yang Kangcheng nodded, took off his coat and lay on the bed.

Zhao Feng didn't rush to get the needle. Instead, in his pocket, he took out the cashmere he bought when he passed the drugstore downstairs.

Acupuncture and moxibustion, in which the needle refers to the natural silver needle, and the word moxibustion, refers to moxa velvet.

It's just that most of the time, the silver needle plays a bigger role, which will make people subconsciously ignore the existence of AI Rong. But when treating Yang Kangcheng today, we can't do without it.

Zhao Feng took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the moxa velvet. The smell of moxa leaf immediately spread all over the room.

"Master, this is the moxibustion you told me about?" Zhuang Chengren asked curiously.

Zhao Feng nodded: "today, you help me."

"Me? I can't, master. I can't do anything. "

As soon as he heard Zhao Feng's words, Zhuang Chengren immediately counseled him. He had studied medicine with Zhao Feng for two days, but he had not learned anything yet! How is it possible to save people?

Zhao Feng smiles. Yang Kangcheng's condition is not complicated. If he does it alone, it won't cost much.

But after all, Zhuang Chengren called him master. He definitely wanted to teach something. Now, Yang Kangcheng's illness is the best teaching template.

The disease is serious, but it is very simple for him, so that he has enough energy to point out every mistake of Zhengzhuang Chengren.

Yang Kangcheng, who was lying on the bed, had an idea of jumping up and running away when he heard Zhao Feng's words.

He didn't understand Zhao Feng's medical skills. He could treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but Zhuang Chengren did. From small to large, he could be said to have learned nothing.

Let him to heal himself, that is not to dislike the long life? Don't be cured at that time. Instead, you'll ruin your last life.

But at this time, Zhao Feng had already given AI Rong to Zhuang Chengren.

"First use AI Rong to stimulate Baihui acupoint and chanzhong acupoint..."

under the guidance of Zhao Feng, Zhuang Chengren methodically uses AI Rong to stimulate Yang Kangcheng's acupoints.

At this time, Yang Kangcheng also found that it was wrong. His condition was really serious. There was a tumor in his body. Because of his body, he could not have surgery.

At this time, there seems to be no other way but to wait for death. But after Zhuang Chengren's constant stimulation of acupoints with AI Rong, he lifted it up, as if he was dragging a heavy body, and seemed to relax.

It seems that the heavy things in the body are constantly taken away by people. I believe most of what Zhao Feng said before.

Watching Zhuang Chengren finish stimulating the acupoints he said, Zhao Feng takes out the silver needle in his pocket.

"Well, the part that needs cashmere is over. Cheng Ren, you can watch it."

As the saying goes, when the master leads in, the practice is personal. Although Zhuang Chengren is his apprentice, at this time, we can only see the individual's understanding.

How much he can learn depends on himself. Zhao Fengzhi can guarantee that he will give it to Zhuang Chengren without reservation.

At this time, Zhuang Chengren stood aside and stared at every detail of Zhao Feng, for fear that there was a little detail he didn't notice.

He admired Zhao Feng's medical skills very much. He wanted to learn it for a long time, but he had been laying the foundation because of his poor foundation.

Today, this is the first time that Zhao Feng has taught him acupuncture.

Silver needles, as thin as hair, pierced Yang Kangcheng's major acupoints.

At this time, Yang Kangcheng, lying on the bed, felt pain. This was not caused by the silver needle entering the body, but by the location of the tumor in his body, and the pain came from the pain.

Almost let him bear, struggling to get up, but Zhao Feng directly stopped drinking.

"Don't move. If the position of the silver needle is broken, these things will never be changed."

Yang Kangcheng's condition is under his control. Yang Kangcheng's condition is very poor. He can't get down when he gets on the operating table.

What he has to do now is to use silver needles to cut off the flow of Yang Kangcheng's major meridians, so that the nutrients in his body can not be supplied to the tumor. After a long time, the tumor will naturally die out.

And in this case, the tumor will appear this situation, also in his expectation, in this case, can only rely on Yang Kangcheng's own perseverance to survive.

Soon, the pain in Yang Kangcheng's body became unbearable: "Dr. Zhao, isn't it OK? Are you sure it's healing, not killing me? "

Zhao Feng now has no time to pay attention to Yang Kangcheng's words. At this time, what he has to do is to make these meridians still unable to flow after he takes out the silver needle. Then today's treatment is successful.

He took the velvet in Zhuang Chengren's hand and smoked it around the silver needle. Soon, as the skin around the silver needle began to turn red, Zhao Feng took down the first silver needle.After that, he took off all the silver needles and said, "OK, Mr. Yang, how do you feel now?"

Yang Kangcheng's face is like a cooked prawn. He says everything. Obviously, it hurts.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng picked up the silver needle and pricked it at one of Yang Kangcheng's acupoints. In an instant, Yang Kangcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Frail said: "you give me out, get out, I don't need you to treat the disease."

The pain from the body is different from the pain on the body surface. In the body, even a very small pain will make people unbearable, let alone the suffering he just suffered.

In his opinion, Zhao Feng is a quack, deliberately taking him for entertainment.

Zhao Feng took the silver needle back into the bag and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, that's not good. I've cured you of your illness."

Yang Kangcheng said, "how could you..."

Said this time, they suddenly a Leng, suddenly found that although their body is still weak as usual, but there seems to be a force, is constantly returning to his body.

This has never happened before.

"You mean? The tumor disappeared. It's impossible. You didn't have an operation at all. How can you take out the tumor in my body? "

Zhao Feng shook his head: "no, but at the latest one month, the tumor in your body will disappear. If you don't believe it, tomorrow you go to the hospital for examination, you will find that the tumor has shrunk."

Looking at the pledge of Zhao Feng, Yang Kangcheng reluctantly believed Zhao Feng's words.

"In that case, Dr. Zhao will cure me in a month. Please come back in a month."

In his heart, there is still a lot of doubt about Zhao Feng's words. At this time, he must see the results to confirm.

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