Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 500 Decided to give him acupuncture
"Your brother-in-law said, let's learn more herbs. In the future, going up the mountain doesn't have to be just hunting. You can also collect herbs and sell them for money."

Lin Xiaofu brazenly dragged Zhao Zicheng out as a shield.

"Yeah, I'm going too!" Lin Xiaochun looked excited.

She also wants to contribute to making money, just like picking fungus and drying fish.

"Okay, you recognize the picture first, and I will teach you if there is something you don't understand."

Lin Xiaofu smiled, it would be best if the younger sister was motivated, and learning would not be boring.

When Zhao Zicheng came back, he brought a piece of meat, which made Lin Xiaofu happy.

Eat fish every day, but also eat some meat to balance it.

Although yesterday's roast duck is still available, you can't eat roast duck every day.

In the morning, the two sisters were reading a book each, and Zhao Zicheng continued to copy and recite the recipes.

At noon, Lin Xiaofu took his younger sister to cook, and Zhao Zicheng went to pick Lin Xiaolu back.

There were also people in the village who were carrying their own children. Seeing Zhao Zicheng carrying his brother-in-law, the two were talking and laughing happily, and they were all moved.

The Lin family is truly blessed to have such a son-in-law.

Because Zhao Zicheng recited it all the way, Lin Xiaolu was clean and tidy.

But Zhao Zicheng walked in the rain four times a day, which became an accident during the recovery period from the cold poison.

At night, when Lin Xiaofu soaked his feet with the medicine formulated by Yan Langzhong, he noticed that the skin of his legs had condensed mist again.

When he dried his feet and massaged, seeing that he felt sore, unlike the comfortable feeling before, Lin Xiaofu frowned, and decided to give him acupuncture.

"Go to the kang and pull off your trousers." After returning to the room, she instructed Zhao Zicheng.

She also opened the suitcase, took out the bag of silver needles inside, and put the oil lamp on the suitcase.

Seeing her take out the needle, Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up.

"I can finally see you using a needle."

"Didn't you use it in the medical center that day?"

Lin Xiaofu gave him a bad look, then took out a silver needle, baked it on the oil lamp, and then began to inject it.

"That day in the medical clinic, you didn't get acupuncture." Zhao Zicheng immediately noticed the difference.

"You are cold poison, Uncle Tian is fire poison."

Not all acupuncture needs to be roasted, and some need to be soaked in wine before acupuncture.

Different situations will have different preparations and needles.

In this way, Lin Xiaofu also taught Zhao Zicheng to recognize the acupuncture points on his legs, and reported one for each acupuncture point, which made Zhao Zicheng open his eyes and stare intently at his legs.

He has learned kung fu and knows some acupuncture techniques, but the acupuncture points he recognizes are not so detailed.

Seeing that his expression was calm and he didn't feel nervous at all, Lin Xiaofu couldn't help smiling.

Should this man be said to be bold, or should he be said to have unconditional trust in himself.

When feeding the medicine at the beginning, she did it without hesitation, and now she accepts the silver needle piercing without fear.

Fortunately, she hadn't used the needle so carefully for a long time, and when she made another shot, it was not bad at all, and she was refreshed.

Slowly increase the number of needles and change the needle position. After half an hour, the needles are slowly pulled out one after another.

But at this time, Lin Xiaofu stopped talking, because each stitch has its position and order.

Zhao Zicheng had many questions in his mind to ask, but seeing her serious expression, he quickly shut his mouth.

But watch her actions carefully.

"Don't move, count from one to six hundred." Lin Xiaofu told Zhao Zicheng when he pulled the quilt over Zhao Zicheng's legs.

And she set the pace for him to speak first.

Zhao Zicheng followed her to read and counted slowly under her signal.

(End of this chapter)