Poison Doctor

Chapter 12
"If the body is sick, there will be corresponding manifestations everywhere on the body surface." Huang Rongdao was shocked, but Zhou Yang said calmly with a natural expression: "It just so happens that this meridian is the terminal wake leading to the stomach. You Do you often feel a sense of stiffness here? If it is a western doctor, it will definitely say that you have a strained shoulder and neck, and then prescribe various medicines for you, but they always don’t work. Am I right?”

"Yes." Huang Rongdao nodded quickly, but his expression was even more surprised.

"This is the disadvantage of the group of Western doctors who treat headaches and feet. If those guys encounter common diseases, they must be quick to respond. If they encounter tricky and complicated diseases, they will use medicine indiscriminately." Zhou Yang said with a face. Said disdainfully.

While he was speaking, he took out a few ice waterfall silver needles from his waist.They were of different lengths, soft and hard. Under the sunshine, they unscrupulously exuded a chilling chill, and Huang Rongdao couldn't help shivering.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang smiled slightly and said, "Have you ever been cold before?"

"Isn't it?" When Zhou Yang mentioned this, Huang Rongdao recalled the cruelty of the war years, his eyes unconsciously looked into the distance, a little empty and confused, and after a while, he said sadly: "When we fought against North Korea, , I almost didn’t freeze to death there. Our army set off from southern Fujian and went to the Korean battlefield in single clothes. In the end... hey! More brothers died of freezing than fighting. Peace is not easy now!”

The old man is so emotional, although Zhou Yang has no empathetic experience, he can feel the cruelty of war from his desolate tone.

"Your stomach problem is largely related to the cold. Look at the end of the blood vessel, is it purple?" Zhou Yang pointed to the lower part of Huang Rongdao's neck.

Although there is no mirror, Huang Rongdao really noticed this before, but he didn't pay attention to it. Now that Zhou Yang mentioned it, he remembered it again and said: "It seems to be indeed dark purple. I used to be surprised. I thought there was something wrong with the blood, so I went for a checkup and said it was all right, just a little too many platelets."

"This is a symptom of cold poison." Zhou Yang rolled up his sleeves, pointed to the meridian on the back of his hand, and said, "Actually, normally, it should be light green. What people often say about blue veins is actually incorrect. Yes, but it is not harmful to health, because the blood in the arteries circulates quickly, and the small toxins will be decomposed automatically."

"Oh." Huang Rongdao nodded, feeling a little enlightened.

"Come on, reach out, and I will help you detoxify."

Zhou Yang arranged the silver needles he took out, and there were five in total.

"Ah? Now?" Huang Rongdao didn't realize it, he didn't expect to be serious while chatting.

"Aren't you going to drink with me? I'll give you two injections first to relieve your stomach, and don't collapse before drinking." Zhou Yang said with a light smile.

Zhou Yang's words were actually to relieve Huang Rongdao's pressure. He didn't dare to say that these few injections were to completely disintegrate his stubborn poison, for fear that his nervousness would affect the effect instead.

After hearing this, Huang Rongdao immediately felt relieved. He nodded understandingly, opened his hands, and said, "Come on."

"Take off your shoes first."

"Huh?" Huang Rongdao didn't realize it. A doctor had done silver needles on him before, but he had never done it on his feet.But he still obeyed Zhou Yang's words and took off his shoes. After all, Zhou Yang is a doctor and he is a patient. How can a patient treat a disease if they don't trust the doctor?

After Huang Rongdao took off his shoes, Zhou Yang gently lifted his right foot, the muscles were a little stiff.At that moment, Zhou Yang frowned and asked, "Old man, I'm afraid you haven't exercised for a long time. Life lies in exercise."

"I'm old, why do I exercise? When I was young, I fought wars, and I did a lot of exercise. For long-distance raids, I have to walk two hundred miles a day."

"That's not acceptable. Excessive exercise when you are young does not mean that you will not exercise when you are old. Exercise is continuous. You used to exercise at a high intensity, but now you have to maintain an intensity of exercise, otherwise the balance of the body will be quickly broken, and then affect the inner body. Bottom, when the time comes, I will really not think about tea and food, and I will have no energy to do anything."

"Is there such a saying?" Huang Rongdao was a little strange.

Zhou Yang didn't know what to use to persuade Mr. Huang, so he made an analogy: "Some old men and women in the countryside, when they are old and have money at home, they still can't stay idle, and they always go out with a hoe every day to find work. .Why? Because they don’t feel comfortable when they don’t work, and their bones are prone to illness. This is also a reason.”

"It's true from what you said. My brother is seven years older than me, and his body is much stronger than mine. He goes to the mountains and goes to the countryside when he has something to do. It seems that he still has to work."

"It's fine in moderation." Zhou Yang smiled slightly. In fact, he was chatting to relax the old man's mood, which is especially important for treatment.

"Hi!" Mr. Huang suddenly slapped his thigh, laughed out loud, and said playfully, "I didn't expect my grandson-in-law to be a doctor. Ha, I never dreamed of it!"

Hearing what he said, Zhou Yang didn't refute it, just be a grandson-in-law for a day today, not a grandson.

While Mr. Huang was laughing, Zhou Yang suddenly applied the needle, took out a soft needle of ox hair and pierced it quickly from the middle of Huang Rongdao's right second thumb. Flesh to the bone.Immediately, Huang Rongdao felt a cold current from the soles of his feet rushing directly into his stomach. In an instant, he shivered, and his body shrank into a ball.

For Zhou Yang, this is a normal reaction.Because the blood that his ox hair fine needle pierced into was the old man's Foot Ming Yang Meridian, so the reaction to the Yang meridian was extremely strong due to cold.

After the needle was inserted, Zhou Yang didn't stop for a moment, and quickly inserted a short needle towards the old man's neck... Puff!The silver needle pierced the end of the old man's blood vessel accurately, without missing a hair.To Zhou Yang, Zha Yin was like Pao Ding Jie Niu, and he would not make mistakes with his eyes closed.Because the objects he used to get needles were reptiles, and some of those insects didn't even have blood vessels, so Zhou Yang had to find the energy hubs in their bodies.Human blood vessels are traceable, which is much easier than those gadgets.

As soon as the broken needle entered the blood vessel, a warm current rushed towards the stomach. As soon as the cold and heat collided, old man Huang started to sway instantly, foaming from his mouth non-stop.

Zhou Yang watched the old man foaming, and he was not in a hurry, but smiled. He wanted to see how many such things there were in the old man's stomach.

The old man vomited for about ten minutes, and the white foam turned into diluted yellow foam.

Although the old man vomited non-stop, his complexion became more and more beautiful.

"His grandfather has such a strong idea. With so many ideas, how many times has he eaten on time in most of his life?" Zhou Yang muttered with a light smile.

Huang Rongdao vomited for another ten minutes, and the guard barely stopped after bringing up all the food.

At this time, Zhou Yang slowly took out the other three silver needles, pinched an orchid finger with one hand, and inserted the three silver needles into Huang Rongdao's stomach around Huang Rongdao's stomach very quickly... Huh!

As soon as the silver needle entered the body, Huang Rongdao let out a long breath of foul air.When the turbid air rushed towards his face, Zhou Yang only felt the stench was incomparable and choking, and tears flowed out.

"How much garlic did you eat? There is already garlic essential oil in your stomach!" Zhou Yang muttered with disgust on his face.He didn't like garlic very much since he was a child. Although he knew that it was good for his health, he just couldn't stand the smell.

After taking a long breath of the stench, Huang Rongdao slowly showed a comfortable expression on his face, and he began to hum lazily... "Comfortable! So comfortable!"

Seeing this, the guard next to him couldn't help but tugged on Zhou Yang's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Hey! Comrade, what's wrong with the old chief?"

"It's okay, I'm detoxifying him." Zhou Yang smiled slightly, but didn't explain in detail, for fear that the guard wouldn't understand.

Zhou Yang's first silver needle caused a cold current in Huang Rongdao's stomach, and the second one was a warm current, after they were mutually repelled to get rid of the cold in the stomach.Zhou Yang quickly plunged into the three silver needles, guiding the two streams of air, and never bumping into each other without a clue.It turned into a circular rotation that constrained each other, and the circular rotation slowly formed a small Tai Chi with two air currents of cold and hot.

As soon as Little Tai Chi is activated, the toxins in the stomach will automatically rotate along with it...

This thing sounds absurd, but in fact it is all about ingenuity and the strength of the harmony of yin and yang.

(End of this chapter)