Miracle doctor tao yun

After all, she didn't insist on going to see the toy, but she didn't think of any way to turn it off.

Helpless, can cast a look to the leaf little Chuan, then followed the small fellow to go upstairs.

The noisy little guy left. In the spacious living room, there were only Ye Shaochuan, Guan Tinghai and the old man who was looking at Ye Shaochuan.

"Young man, are you Xiaohe's boyfriend?" All of a sudden, the old man asked. The gossip on his face made Ye Shaochuan subconsciously feel that he was not a special person, but more like an old man downstairs at his door.

"Old man, Xiao He and I are just friends." The identity of the old man has little effect on Ye Shaochuan. He still looks flat and explains.

"Is it?"

Obviously, the old man didn't believe it. He turned his eyes to Guan Tinghai and asked.

Guan Tinghai embarrassed smile, said: "Uncle Ye, ye Shaochuan is really just Xiaohe's ordinary friend, this time to the capital, mainly for my father to see a doctor."

"To see Lao Guan?"

The old man looked at Ye Shaochuan, then shook his head and asked, "young man, which medical university did you graduate from?"

"I didn't go to school." Ye Shaochuan road.

"No school?"

The old man was even more surprised and asked, "do you know the art of medicine?"

"A little bit."

Ye Shaochuan is not modest.

"How much do you know?" The old man seemed to like to root out the problem and asked again.

"Not much, such as your old man's migraine, I can still see it." Ye Shaochuan pointed to the old man's forehead and said directly.

"What?"

This time, the old man couldn't sit still. His eyes were bright. He was like a tiger who suddenly woke up. He had a momentum to press Ye Shaochuan.

Ye Shaochuan didn't expect such a big reaction from the old man. He waved his hand and said, "don't be surprised, old man. Although your migraine attack is getting longer and longer because of your age, and it's almost going to disappear, once the disease disappears, your life expectancy will decrease. It's quite serious. As long as you know a little bit of Chinese medicine, you can see it. "

With that, ye Shaochuan pointed to the latter's forehead, slightly gray hair roots, a trace almost invisible to the naked eye, and said: "your migraine is caused by the nervous system. You must take drugs to suppress pain for a long time in ordinary days. It's three parts of drugs. Although taking drugs for a long time can suppress pain, it can't cure it. This trace is the drug residue in the nervous system It's a product of unification. "

"Young man, you are right. I have a migraine. Is there any way to solve it? I don't think I've heard of what you just said about life expectancy reduction. " The old man seemed to believe that ye Shaochuan knew the art of medicine, and he was busy.

"It's not a serious disease. If it can't be cured, it will be more painful at most. As for the old medical books, I think it's lost now. Many people don't know it. I've read some western medicine monographs, and there's no record on it. As for the solution, it's also simple. If you can trust me, I'll prick a few needles for you to discharge the poison. As for headache, I'll give you some Chinese medicine. It won't take you two months, so you won't have a relapse in the future. "

Ye Shaochuan also knew the old man's position in Guan Tinghai's father and daughter's heart. He also wanted to express himself and said directly.

"Didn't you say that Chinese medicine has three kinds of poison? Is Chinese medicine not poisonous?" Asked the old man.

"Of course, but I can tell you a way of decocting medicine, and keep all your poisons clean." Ye Shaochuan said again.

"Is it so amazing?"

The old man still has some doubts. The main reason is that ye Shaochuan is too young. If an old doctor with white beard tells him that, he absolutely believes it. However, ye Shaochuan is only in his twenties. He looks like a student who has not graduated yet, and his words are not so convincing.

As soon as ye Shaochuan saw the old man's expression, he probably knew that he didn't trust himself. He didn't want to talk about it. It wasn't Ye Shaochuan who was sick.

See ye Shaochuan shut up no longer words, the old man immediately realized that he may show distrust let Ye Shaochuan see out, but he is not embarrassed, ha ha a smile: "young man, you first help me to get out the drug poison, as for Chinese medicine later."

"Not bad."

Ye Shaochuan nodded, took out the silver needle immediately, and stood up at the same time.

"What should I do?" Asked the old man.

"Just sit still, it won't hurt, just for a while." Ye Shaochuan said.

"Xiaoye, you can..."

At this time, Guan Tinghai, who had never spoken, began to say that he wanted to ask Ye Shaochuan not to mess with him, but when the words came to his mouth, it turned into: "you should help Uncle Ye well."

"Don't worry!"

Ye Shaochuan looked at each other and nodded.

The old man laughed, but didn't like it. He just sat down and closed his eyes, while ye Shaochuan carefully twisted a silver needle and stabbed directly at the top of the old man's head.Seeing this, Guan Tinghai was startled. He raised his heart to his throat. He was really afraid that ye Shaochuan would stab the old man to death.

He has also seen other people's acupuncture, all of which are extremely slow. When the needle falls, all of which are gently rubbed and slowly forced. How can ye Shaochuan be so fierce.

Those who know the situation know that he is acupuncturing. Those who don't think he is killing people.

Fortunately, the old man closed his eyes and didn't notice.

Ye Shaochuan didn't look at Guan Tinghai's expression either. He had entered a very serious state. His hand was like electricity, and his strength was firm and accurate. In a few blinks, four silver needles were inserted into the old man's head, and his action still didn't mean to stop.

Guan Tinghai widened his eyes, but he couldn't see ye Shaochuan's action clearly. When ye Shaochuan stopped, there were more than ten silver needles on his head.

After the silver needle stabbed the acupoints, ye Shaochuan began to use his palms to push slowly over the latter's forehead, as if he was massaging.

The old man could clearly feel the warm power coming from ye Shaochuan's palm, as if some kind of heat had entered his brain, and his consciousness became clearer than ever.

"This young man has real ability!"

In an instant, the old man realized Ye Shaochuan's power. He was still sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

After kneading the old man's forehead for more than a minute, ye Shaochuan took out a silver needle again. Compared with the previous silver needle, this one is much thicker. If the previous one was ox hair needle, this one is as thick as a sewing needle.

He picked up the silver needle and stabbed it directly at the old man's forehead.