Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 581 Qihuang Thirteen Needles

"What is Doctor Zhang doing?"

"Why don't you give us the pulse, but divide us?"

Confusion appeared on the patient's face.

They whispered to each other.

"What? You have a heart attack too?"

"My heart attack has been going on for several years, and there is no way to cure it."

"Yeah, how can a disease like myocardial infarction be completely cured?"

The patients who were divided by themselves were chatting, and suddenly found that the few people standing together had the same disease.

Myocardial infarction.

Or a few other patients who stood together discovered that they were all hypertensive patients.

Then there are patients with coronary heart disease, and they all stand together.

"Is this the medical skill of Dr. Zhang?"

"You don't need to take our pulse, you can see our illness at a glance."

"My dear, Doctor Zhang's medical skills are really amazing."

Everyone chatted and found that Zhang Fan divided the patients according to their diseases, and they were even more amazed at Zhang Fan's medical skills.

"Brother Xiaofan, how did you manage to know everyone's condition at a glance?"

Although Han Jing stood aside to rest.

However, his eyes never moved away from Zhang Fan.

Seeing Zhang Fan's miraculous methods, Han Jing felt very satisfied.

Of course, she was more surprised and puzzled at the moment.

Twenty or thirty patients, if it was her to diagnose.

It takes more than an hour just to complete the diagnosis.

Not to mention the follow-up treatment.

I am afraid that even if she is given two days, she may not be able to treat all the patients.

But Zhang Fan came and sat for a few minutes, and divided all the patients according to their illness.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, and asking. Have you forgotten this simple truth?"

"Different diseases, patients will have different symptoms, when you have enough medical skills, you can tell at a glance."

"Of course, it doesn't rule out that there may be mistakes, so during the treatment, you still need to ask a few questions."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing seriously and said.

Although he hoped for the help of Qi Art, the means of seeing, hearing, asking and knowing are not bad.

Even if you can't see the condition at a glance, you can still guess it.

"I see."

Han Jing's eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhang Fan with great joy.

"As expected of Brother Xiaofan, his medical skills are already so proficient."

Han Jing said to herself, she was naturally extremely admirable in her heart.

"I have a general understanding of everyone's situation, and it's not too serious."

"Next, I will use Qihuang Thirteen Needles for unified treatment."

After Zhang Fan divided the patients according to their conditions, he said seriously.

"Qihuang Thirteen Needles?"

"Brother Xiaofan, why haven't I heard of this set of acupuncture?"

There are a lot of medical skills in the infirmary, and Han Jing would look through some of them when she was free.

But I have never seen or heard of Qihuang Thirteen Needles.

"You haven't heard of it, but it doesn't mean you don't have it."

Zhang Fan smiled.

Qihuang Thirteen Needles come from the records of Yiwu Baolu. The acupuncture techniques are very magical and can treat many difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

"Qihuang thirteen needles, there is a set of needle tactics."

"One needle for Renzhong Ershaoshang, three needles for Yinbai Silingliang, five needles for Shenmai and Six Fengfu, seven needles for buccal car Bacheng pulp, nine needles for Laogong and ten upper stars, eleven needles for Quchi Huoqiang, twelve perineum Don't worry, the bottom of the thirteen tongues is in the center."

Zhang Fan took out a set of silver needles and explained to Han Jing seriously.

"Old man, what's your name?"

Zhang Fan's eyes fell on an old man who was estimated to be in his early seventies, and asked with a smile.

"Doctor Zhang, my name is Liang Sanshu, and I'm from Wapi Village."

The patient came from ten miles and eight villages, and Zhang Fan really didn't know everyone.

After asking for his name, Zhang Fan nodded, and then said, "Mr. Liang, your illness is hemiplegia due to stroke. The right half of your body will feel pain and difficulty in moving in the middle of winter, right?"

"exactly."

Liang Sanshu looked at Zhang Fan excitedly, nodded again and again, and said, "Master Zhang, you are so right, the weather is getting colder and colder, and I really can't bear it, so I came to see if I can ease it." Pain."

Zhang Fan didn't even give him his pulse, just glanced at him, and accurately stated the illness and symptoms.

this moment.

Liang Sanshu actually saw the hope of healing.

After all, most of the villagers in the village believed that as long as Zhang Fan was willing to take action, there would be no disease that could not be cured.

"Thirteen Qihuang needles can't be said to be able to cure all diseases in the world, but most difficult and miscellaneous diseases can still be solved."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing and said seriously.

He took out the silver needle, his face became serious, and said: "I started to apply the needle, you see my technique, how to place the needle, and the acupuncture points, I will teach you later."

"it is good!"

Han Jing obediently agreed, stood aside, and observed carefully.

"Among people, less merchants!"

Zhang Fan pinched the two silver needles lightly with two fingers, and when Han Jing's eyes fell on the silver needles, he saw two extra silver needles on Liang Sanshu's body.

The needle tail trembled slightly.

"Yinbai, Lingliang!"

Holding the two silver needles again, she dropped the needles quietly. During the whole process, in Han Jing's eyes, only afterimages were seen.

"Okay, so fast."

Han Jing murmured blankly.

"Shenmai, Fengfu."

Followed by two more stitches.

Qihuang thirteen stitches, there are only thirteen stitches in total.

But in Zhang Fan's hands, all thirteen stitches were completed, and it took less than half a minute.

Han Jing had an illusion.

It seemed that Zhang Fan applied the needle, but he didn't.

It was as if the silver needle on Liang Sanshu's body came out of nowhere.

Even Liang Sanshu himself felt numb in a few acupuncture points on his body, and then he didn't say anything.

It felt weird and peculiar.

"Next person!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Fan yelled immediately after giving Liang Sanshu the needle.

There are twenty or thirty patients in total.

Although Zhang Fan applied the needles extremely quickly, not every patient was finished after the needles were applied.

Such as Liang Sanshu's hemiplegia due to stroke, Qihuang Thirteen Needles can just treat it.

Even follow-up does not require repeated treatment, it can be completely cured.

But other diseases, such as coronary heart disease, or myocardial infarction, are relatively serious visceral diseases.

It is not simply relying on Qihuang thirteen needles to be cured.

Further treatment is required.

"This... is it over?"

"Miraculous doctor Zhang, you really are a man!"

"Just look at what will happen to Mr. Liang and others. If it is really just a few silver needles that can heal, it is simply Hua Tuo alive."

The patients waiting in line stared blankly at this scene.

The patient waiting behind Liang Sanshu didn't react for a long time.

"Father!"

Zhang Fan didn't see anyone coming to lie down, so he turned around and glanced at the old man behind him suspiciously.

"Ah? Ah! Zhang... Doctor Zhang, old man Liang will be fine like this?"

The old man looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously.

"Grandpa Liang's condition is hemiplegia due to stroke, and Qihuang Thirteen Needles can just treat it."

"You are different. The treatment of coronary heart disease and myocardial infarction requires follow-up massage in addition to Qihuang Thirteen Needles."

Zhang Fan explained with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll trouble Dr. Zhang."

The old man nodded and quickly lay down on the bed.

The patients in the back all stretched their necks, wishing they could take a second look.

Infuriatingly running.

Zhang Fan squeezed the needle to cast it.

As the patients continued to keep up with the progress one by one, the speed of Zhang Fan's acupuncture became more and more terrifying.

The patients in the infirmary looked at the palm of Zhang Fan's needle, and phantoms kept appearing.

"What's going on? Are my eyes dazzled?"

"No, that's not right, it's because Zhang Miracle Doctor is administering the needles too fast, our eyes can't keep up with the speed, that's why there are phantoms."

"How fast does this have to be?"

Not all the patients are elderly, there are also middle-aged men.

They knew very well that it was possible that the eyes could not keep up with the speed of the hands.

It's just that they didn't expect that the first time they saw it was in the hands of a doctor.

Not only that.

Zhang Fan's palm still spit out white zhenqi, like pieces of steam emanating from it.

This method is like a fairy, and the patient exclaimed again and again after seeing it.

Twenty or thirty patients, under the orderly treatment, Zhang Fan only spent more than an hour.

Except Liang Sanshu's stroke and hemiplegia.

For the rest of the patients, Zhang Fan also performed a massage.

After all the treatments were completed, the sky outside the clinic had begun to dim.

It's getting late.

"Except for Mr. Liang, the rest of the patients will need to come to the infirmary for massage and massage in the next three days."

"I can guarantee that everyone will fully recover."

Although all patients have been treated.

But no one left.

Zhang Fan stretched his waist and reminded with a smile.

The key problem has been treated, and it is completely feasible to rely on Han Jing.

Even without the blessing of zhenqi, the effect of massage is still very good.

Han Jing is enough to deal with it.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang. I didn't expect Dr. Zhang to not only have superb medical skills, but also charge such a low fee."

Liang Sanshu was very grateful to Zhang Fan.

It has been two or three years since he suffered a hemiplegia, and he has been going to the county hospital for treatment.

Not only is the fee high each time, which makes him a little unaffordable, but also cannot achieve the healing effect.

But Zhang Fan is different here, three to five hundred yuan can completely cure the disease.

"That's right! It's been really hard for Dr. Zhang today. It would be great if Dr. Zhang could come to the infirmary for consultation in the future."

"I'm already content to be able to be treated by God Zhang once. Doctor Zhang has a lot of work to do every day, so how can he have so much time to treat us?"

The villagers each have their own wishes.

Some people hope that Zhang Fan can go to the clinic every day, which is the blessing of the villagers in ten miles and eight villages.

There were also people who understood Zhang Fan's difficulties very well and didn't force it at all.

"Don't worry, everyone. If I have time, I will come to the infirmary."

"What's more, Jing Jing's current medical skills are very powerful. Everyone can trust her."

Zhang Fan looked at everyone with a straight face.

Everyone agreed.

"By the way, this is the elixir that Jing Jing prepared just now. Let's take it for a few days."

Zhang Fan took out the elixirs prepared by Han Jing in advance and handed them to everyone in turn.

(End of this chapter)