TCM in New York

Chapter 66

"Master Cheng, your meridians are blocked, which leads to poor Yang Qi and cold Qi stagnation.

Naturally, it is necessary to enter the body with warm needles to dredge and resolve the cold air blocked by meridians! Ding Changsheng explained with a smile.

"Shouldn't you have a current regulator here?" Master Cheng turned his head and looked around, questioning.

"The one you are talking about is electro-acupuncture. I don't have that thing here! Acupuncture has been passed down for more than 2000 years, and there was no electricity before.

That is to say, later generations, ignorant and incapable of learning the essence of acupuncture and moxibustion from their ancestors, came up with such a nondescript thing as electroacupuncture.

Then again, if electro-acupuncture really worked, Master Cheng, you wouldn't ask me to see a doctor for you today. Ding Changsheng shook his head and said.

"That's the reason!" Master Cheng was silent for a moment, then nodded silently.

When Ding Changsheng spoke, he didn't stop the movement of his hands, and quickly used needles on Master Cheng's arms and acupuncture points on his back.

"Acupuncture and moxibustion deal with the same acupoints, and the number of needles used is almost the same, but the key lies in the bouncing and trembling needles, which are the most challenging places.

It didn't take more than ten years of effort to play this bomb, but it couldn't come out. Ding Changsheng flicked the end of the silver needle lightly with his fingers.

His hands are like playing a piano, on Master Cheng's arm, on the silver needle reciting, or playing, or twisting, or lightly lifting and then inserting it again.

After this operation was completed, Ding Chang let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, Master Cheng, rest for a while, this needs to keep the needle for 10 minutes."

"Okay!" Master Cheng had already been convinced by Ding Changsheng, what he said was what he said.

After Ding Changsheng explained, he turned and left the treatment room.

"How is it? Did you see the doorway?" Ding Changsheng asked Zhou Linlin and the other three who had been standing by and watching.

"Ding Changsheng, both graduated from the same school, why do you feel that we are a bit far behind? Is it so important to have a family history?"

"As I said before, my enlightenment is all about medical books, and I have learned medical skills for more than ten years than you, and the time to learn medical skills is more than twice that of yours.

Therefore, there is no need to underestimate yourself, study hard, and you will be able to reach my level today in the future! Ding Changsheng encouraged with a smile.

"You mean, if we study for a lifetime, we can only reach your current level?" Zhou Linlin said in disbelief.

"Sister Lin Lin, don't be unconvinced. As far as my current level is concerned, I dare not say it in China, but in the United States, I can't find a slap in the face.

In fact, I didn't say that you can only reach my current level in your lifetime. As long as you learn from me well, it is not impossible to surpass me now. Ding Changsheng said with a laugh.

"Then when do you plan to teach us?" Zhou Linlin asked again.

"I'll teach you when you have practiced the Zhuanggong well and become energetic!"

"What does this have to do with practicing Zhuang Gong? When I was learning acupuncture at school, no one said that learning acupuncture requires practicing martial arts!" Wang Linna asked suspiciously.

Ding Changsheng didn't talk nonsense, took out a silver needle, and handed it to Wang Linna, "Come on, flick it! Hold the tip of the needle, where the needle cap is."

"Is that so?" Wang Linna held the silver needle, flicked it, and the silver needle tilted and shook a few times.

"Look at mine!" Ding Changsheng took the silver needle and held the tip of the needle just like Wang Linna.

"Look carefully!" Ding Changsheng flicked his fingers lightly.

During Ding Changsheng's surgery, the silver needle hummed and trembled unceasingly. Ding Changsheng's hand pinching the needle didn't move, and he just held it up for Zhou Linlin and the others to see.

The silver needle trembled for several minutes, if Ding Changsheng hadn't taken the needle off, it would have continued to tremble.

Zhou Linlin, Wang Linna, and Zhang Xin all opened their mouths and stared at the silver needle with disbelief on their faces.

"how is this possible?"

"How could this be?"

"Is this too exaggerated?"

"This is the bullet needle! It's not just as simple as flicking with your fingers, the needle sticks on the acupuncture point, and it doesn't penetrate deep into the flesh.

The silver needle will not tremble if it is light, but it will fly away if it is heavy. Ding Changsheng then opened his mouth to explain.

"It's been said all along that medicine and martial arts are not separated. Do you think it's just talking? If you study history carefully, you will find that none of the famous doctors in ancient times was a scholar who was powerless.

Doctors do not practice martial arts for the sake of being brave and ruthless, to fight others, nor is it purely for physical fitness.

Rather, in order to feel the strength, when you hold the strength, and learn acupuncture in turn, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Otherwise, we can only use electro-acupuncture to give people acupuncture and moxibustion like the traditional Chinese medicine departments in domestic hospitals. "Ding Changsheng patiently explained the reason to Zhou Linlin and the others.

"Then why doesn't the school teach us how to practice?"

"The school wants to teach, but most of the teachers don't know how to do it. Some old professors will, but why should they teach you?

Kungfu is something that is passed on from family to family, not from male to female, and from inside to outside. Ding Changsheng laughed.

"Then how did you teach us kung fu?"

"Because I plotted against you!" Ding Changsheng grinned.

"Bah! Dogs can't spit out ivory!" Zhou Linlin and Wang Linna spat with blushing faces.

Zhang Xin giggled.

She is not afraid that Ding Changsheng will plot against her!
Anyway, she has taken Ding Changsheng down.

It's just that this dead Ding Changsheng eats what's in the bowl and still thinks about what's in the pot, it's really annoying.

Drain him tonight!
In the evening, let him see what a woman's battery life is.

Zhang Xin thought very unhappily.

Ding Changsheng chatted with Zhou Linlin and the three daughters for a while, checked that the time was almost up, went into the treatment room, and gave Master Cheng an injection.

He was also prescribed three decoctions for dredging the menstrual flow and removing blood stasis.

"Sincerely $150!" Ding Changsheng said with a shy smile.

"Doctor Ding, I heard from Lao Lin, isn't your medical treatment free? Why do you charge for it?" Master Cheng asked while paying for it.

"Free treatment is for the poor Chinese in our Chinatown. Are you, Master Cheng, a poor Chinese?" Ding Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Forget it, why don't you count it! The business of this martial arts gym is not easy to do now! Those who have been impacted by taekwondo and karate are almost unable to do it." Master Cheng complained.

"That's someone else, not including you, Master Cheng. You, Master Cheng, have real kung fu! One or two hundred apprentices learn martial arts and practice boxing with them all the year round.

Tuition fees alone cost one hundred thousand a year. "

"How can there be so many, not so many! You still have to pay the rent and just barely make ends meet!" Master Cheng argued repeatedly with a bright smile on his face.

"Oh! When it comes to the rent, I regret it. The landlord of the house I rented back then had something to do and wanted to sell it! At that time, my house could be bought for only 150 million US dollars.

I was not willing to part with it at the time, but I really regret it now that I think about it! Master Cheng shook his head again and again and sighed.

This is probably the most regrettable thing in Master Cheng's life. Ding Changsheng heard Uncle Lin talk about it.

(End of this chapter)