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Chapter 46 Acupuncture for Xiner Zhao
However, when passing by the girl, he still stopped.

Indeed, for a stranger's girl, if he falls, he may not pay attention to it.After all, the fall is not heavy, as long as you get up.But he knew the girl who fell in front of him.She was the girl Lin Xiayang met on the train, Zhao Xiner.

Thinking of how he had paid attention to Zhao Xiner on the train, Lin Xiayang hurried forward, helped her up, and picked up the umbrella scattered on the side.

On the train, Lin Xiayang carefully observed Zhao Xiner, not her appearance, but her physical condition.With his superb medical skills, it is enough to see from the surface that Zhao Xiner is obviously weak and sick, with poor blood flow.Although her complexion as white as frost and snow looks very beautiful, she has a kind of fairy air that does not eat the fireworks of the world.But that was the symptom of a chronic illness she had suffered for many years.

Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. Lin Xiayang just looked at Zhao Xiner, and probably knew that her body was weak, but he couldn't specifically judge what kind of disease she had.

Zhao Xiner was someone Lin Xiayang knew and was seriously ill, so Lin Xiayang naturally couldn't ignore it.So, after knowing it was her, he immediately went forward to help her up.

"Thank you." Zhao Xin'er, who was a little pale, obviously didn't know that it was Lin Xiayang who helped her up, and said thank you weakly.

"No need." Lin Xiayang replied.

"It's you." Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Xiner took a closer look at Lin Xiayang's face before recognizing Lin Xiayang.It's no wonder people didn't recognize Lin Xiayang, who changed Lin Xiayang's image so much.From a bumpkin from the countryside to a cool guy in a famous brand.

Lin Xiayang didn't wear those eyes without glasses, otherwise, Zhao Xiner probably wouldn't be able to recognize Lin Xiayang in the heavy rain.

"Are you okay, how about I take you back to school?" Lin Xiayang still supported Zhao Xiner's arm with one hand, and held an umbrella for her with the other.

"I'm fine." Zhao Xiner's pale face was flushed with a blush.It's still very embarrassing to be grabbed by a boy I don't know very well.

Seeing that Lin Xiayang grabbed her arm and didn't intend to let go, Zhao Xiner was shy and struggled a bit, trying to withdraw her arm.After all, on the street, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two of them are holding hands, wouldn't they be misunderstood.

However, as soon as Zhao Xin'er struggled, she felt a void in her heart, her eyes darkened, and she fell forward.

Lin Xiayang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly used his shoulder to block Zhao Xiner who was about to faint.

Zhao Xin'er felt that she fell into a warm embrace, and the fear that arose in her heart when she fell was gone in an instant.It was as if in that embrace, she would no longer fall, get hurt, or worry about being frightened.

That embrace made Zhao Xiner feel as solidly dependent as her family.

"You are sick." Lin Xiayang said bluntly.

"You have the disease……"

……

Gradually regaining consciousness, Zhao Xin'er couldn't help but reply when she heard Lin Xiayang's words.How did this man talk?

Lin Xiayang was speechless.

After a short silence, Lin Xiayang said again: "I mean, you are relatively weak."

Only then did Zhao Xiner realize that she had misunderstood what Lin Xiayang meant.His pale and bloodless face was flushed with meaning.

Zhao Xiner wanted to apologize to Lin Xiayang, but the more anxious she became, the more she couldn't say it.In the end, the panting sound became more and more urgent.

"Congenital blood deficiency and asthma." Lin Xiayang felt Zhao Xiner's pulse and had already diagnosed her chronic illness.

Blood deficiency is the name of Chinese medicine. In the words of Western medicine, it is anemia.

Anemia is easy to cure, but asthma is a bit tricky.You know, the four major diseases in medicine are exactly: diabetes, AIDS, cerebrovascular disease and asthma.

Lin Xiayang's medical skills were naturally not taught by his drunkard master.Instead, the drunkard master took him to kneel for three days and three nights on a mountain called Duansi Cliff.The old man of Duansiya had just reluctantly agreed to take Lin Xiayang as his apprentice.

Alcoholic master, he doesn't play cards according to common sense, but he is asked to humiliate or even kneel to a person.It was something that he couldn't do even if his head was chopped off.But for Lin Xiayang, he knelt, and he knelt for three days and three nights.

Even though Lin Xiayang was young at the time, he didn't understand too many principles.But I also know that the old man in Duansi Cliff must be an expert hermit.Otherwise, it would be impossible for the alcoholic master to kneel down.So Lin Xiayang also spent three days and three nights with the alcoholic master.

After being accepted as an apprentice by the old man, Lin Xiayang lived with the old man in Duansi Cliff for a year.In one year, the medical skills that can be learned are limited, but Lin Xiayang is confident that his medical skills may not be as good as the old man's, but [-]% of them are always there.

Inheriting [-]% of the old man's medical skills, Lin Xiayang is naturally sure to cure Zhao Xiner's asthma.However, it will take a long time for a complete cure.

Originally, if Zhao Xiner's asthma did not occur, Lin Xiayang might have just reminded her to pay attention to her body or something. As for helping her with her illness, the two of them didn't know each other very well, so they shouldn't meddle in their own business.Anyway, if the asthma attack is not serious, no one will die.

But by chance, Zhao Xiner fell ill at this time.

"To...to..."

Pedestrians rushing through the storm saw a beautiful girl leaning against a rich second generation in the heavy rain, panting, moaning, and shouting: "I want... I want..."

Immediately, passers-by showed disdainful eyes.Modern money-digging girls are really more and more limitless. On the street or in the rainstorm, they hug a rich second generation and say they want it.

Fortunately, it was raining heavily, and pedestrians hurried past, so no one could see Zhao Xiner's face clearly.

At first, Lin Xiayang was taken aback when she heard Zhao Xin'er yelling "I want... I want...".But after thinking about it, what she should have shouted was "medicine...medicine...".Lin Xiayang quickly reached into the bag on Zhao Xiner's shoulder, fiddled with it, and took out a bottle of western medicine from it.

Looking at the name on the medicine bottle, Lin Xiayang hesitated for a while, but still didn't open the medicine bottle, but threw it into the trash can beside him.

"You... what are you doing?" Seeing the life-saving medicine being thrown into the trash can by Lin Xiayang casually, Zhao Xiner was taken aback, and beat the bad guy Lin Xiayang weakly with her fist.In desperation, asthma is indeed getting worse.

Lin Xiayang said that she originally wanted to use massage to help Zhao Xiner calm down and temporarily control her asthma.Unexpectedly, her asthma became more serious under her impatience.

In desperation, Lin Xiayang had no choice but to bend down, pull up his trouser legs, and take off the black bag on Bieza's calf.The black bag is similar to a wallet. When it is opened, there are various silver needles inside.Silver needles range from thick to thin, from short to long.

However, anyone who knows a little bit of Chinese medicine knows that the hundreds of silver needles that come with it are the silver needles used in the most professional acupuncture.

Lin Xiayang pulled out a few silver needles, and his hands were like the wind. In an instant, several silver needles were stuck on Zhao Xiner's throat and chest.The speed of the attack and the accuracy of identifying the acupoints make even the oldest and best Chinese medicine practitioner in Lucheng feel ashamed.

It had been raining heavily for a while, so there were basically no pedestrians on the road. Lin Xiayang was not worried that anyone would see him using acupuncture to save Zhao Xiner.

Just like that, Lin Xiayang held the umbrella with one hand, and quickly pierced Zhao Xiner's body with a silver needle with the other.Despite the strong wind, he remained motionless, and the umbrella in his hand was not blown away, or even hung over.

Zhao Xiner felt that her breathing became more and more short of breath, and this time the attack was more serious than before.Thinking of the life-saving medicine being thrown into the trash can, she was even more anxious, even a little hopeless.

I... am I going to be killed by this fool in front of me like this?If he dies like this, even if he dies, I won't let him go, right?
Suddenly, Zhao Xiner felt a little itchy in her throat and chest, as if she had been ordered by a mosquito.Then, the heart that was beating rapidly gradually calmed down.The breathing that was getting harder and harder, suddenly became more and more fluid.

Zhao Xiner felt that she had come back to life. When she had asthma in the past, she took the medicine in time, and she felt the same way.Only this time, it was more intense, or more comfortable.

Yes, breathing is more comfortable, even more comfortable than when I was not sick.

Her eyes were no longer black, and Zhao Xiner finally saw clearly that at this moment, Lin Xiayang was concentrating on piercing herself with silver needles that were as thin as a cow's hair.Every time she went down, it made her feel a lot easier.

At the beginning of the first aid, Lin Xiayang gave the needle very quickly.However, as he got further to the back, he felt that Zhao Xiner's breathing became smoother and smoother, and the speed of his injection became slower and slower.In the end, each silver needle is slowly rotating and piercing.

Naturally, there is a scientific basis for doing so, and it can enhance the needling sensation, strengthen stimulation and increase curative effect.Of course, Lin Xiayang had another purpose in doing that, which was to use the silver needle as a carrier to inject his true energy into Zhao Xiner's body.

Infuriating, to use a familiar and easy-to-understand sentence, is the energy in the human body.It's just that many ordinary people who are not Lian Jiazi don't know how to use their true qi, and don't know how to mobilize their own energy.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners know the basic principles of using true energy.It's just that they can't know how to transmit true energy to others.Otherwise, martial arts will not decline.Lin Xiayang is naturally not an ordinary martial arts practitioner, so it is normal for him to know how to use the silver needle as a carrier to transmit his true energy to Zhao Xiner.

(End of this chapter)