I'm really the king of leaks

Chapter 1264 Mori Shita's Funeral
Once, at the Chinese medicine exchange meeting hosted by Tang Sanqian in Beicheng, Tang Sanqian was assassinated and almost died. Zhang Yi used acupuncture to save Tang Sanqian's life.

The silver needles he used at that time were provided by Huang Zhengan.

That pair of silver needles is very special, and also has an extraordinary history.It is the silver needle used by Huang Yuanhuang, the ancestor of Huang Zhengan, who once gave the needle to Lord Qianlong.

The one invited by Chen Chengfeng is Master Huang Zhengan.

Huang Zhengan hurriedly walked, and when he arrived near the ward, he couldn't help but be surprised to see Zhang Yi also there.

He stopped.

He turned his head to look at Chen Chengfeng.

"Vice President Chen, there is a ready-made master of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine. You don't need it. Why did you invite me, a bad old man? In front of Master Zhang, I don't dare to make a fool of myself and give acupuncture!"

Huang Zheng'an's words came from the heart. Zhang Yi gave Mr. Shaking Dragon Tang Sanqian acupuncture to save his life, brought him back from the dead, became famous for a while, and became a legend in the Chinese medicine circle in Beicheng.

A legend of Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion is here, how dare Huang Zhengan act rashly?

in fact.

Zhang Yi wanted to administer the needle himself.

However, when Chen Chengfeng was abroad, he had already arranged things.

At this time, Chen Chengfeng looked surprised. He stared wide-eyed, looked at Huang Zhengan, swallowed, and then asked the question.

"Old Huang, the Master Zhang you are talking about is this Mr. Zhang?"

Chen Chengfeng has seen too many abilities from Zhang Yi. Now, he is suddenly thought to be a master in the Chinese medicine field in Beicheng. What else can Zhang Yi not know?
Hearing Chen Chengfeng's question, Huang Zhengan understood.

"Oh, I see. It turns out that Vice President Chen doesn't know Mr. Zhang's identity!"

Chen Chengfeng nodded, Zhang Yi went over, shook hands with Mr. Huang, and then told him.

"Old Huang, actually I wanted to give Professor Xue the injection myself, but Vice President Chen had already made an appointment with you when he was abroad, so I just wanted to see you again, Mr. Huang. I didn’t say it. At that time, I haven’t been able to thank you, Mr. Huang, for the set of silver needles from the Qing Dynasty that you gave me!”

Huang Zhengan was also very happy when Zhang Yi said that.

"Oh, I also just want to learn acupuncture from you, Master Zhang. The acupuncture technique you used when you rescued Mr. Shaken Long last time was really mysterious. I recorded it on my mobile phone. I have studied it for a long time, but your technique is too fast, and the mobile phone didn't take a clear picture!"

Chen Chengfeng on the side watched Huang Lao face Zhang Yi, as if an apprentice was humble when he met his master, and felt that this scene seemed unreal.

After saying a few more words, Zhang Yi led Huang Zhengan into the ward.

Chen Chengfeng also followed behind.

The tools needed for acupuncture have already been prepared, and the disinfection work is also done by the nurses nearby.

in fact.

There was nothing special about the last step of acupuncture. Since Huang Zhengan came, Zhang Yi directly told him about Professor Xue's situation.

It is said that the blood vessels in his whole body are stagnant now, and the acupuncture step is to make his blood vessels unblocked, and then Professor Xue will be able to wake up.

For the last step of acupuncture, Zhang Yilai and Huang Zhengan applied it, as long as the acupuncture points are accurate, the result will be the same.

"Old Huang, how about you give me the acupuncture?"

Zhang Yi asked.

The reason why he wanted to do this was also to thank Mr. Huang for presenting the silver needle.

Huang Zhengan couldn't wait for such an opportunity.

Zhang Yi personally gave verbal guidance and let him do the actual operation, which was more direct than watching from the sidelines, which was equivalent to a very precious internship opportunity.

of course.

This is on the premise that Zhang Yi can ensure that Professor Xue will not have any problems.

Huang Zhengan's method of acupuncture and moxibustion is very famous in Beicheng, and his judgment on the location of acupuncture points is very accurate. Therefore, Zhang Yi took Professor Xue's pulse with one hand, and at the same time began to talk about those acupuncture points.

"The entire sequence of acupuncture starts from the Fengchi point on the top of the head!"

"Baihui, back and forth three times, the depth is half an inch!"

"Right-headed Wei, half an inch!"

"Fengfu, Fengchi, two times in a row, the depth is a quarter of an inch!"

"..."

This method of acupuncture, especially at the beginning, starts from the back of the brain. Generally, people who use acupuncture do not dare to perform acupuncture on this part, because the risk is too high.

However, Huang Zhengan is a master of acupuncture and moxibustion after all, his hands are very good, and his hands are also very stable, and the depth is not a little bit worse.

Because of Zhang Yi's verbal instructions, the entire acupuncture process was much slower.

After about 10 minutes or so, this set of acupuncture is over.

When it was finished, Huang Zhengan's forehead was covered with sweat.

After all the needles were taken out, Zhang Yi immediately went over to support Huang Zhengan, and asked him to lie down on the sofa next to him and rest for a while.

Acupuncture requires a lot of perseverance, and there is no pause in the middle. Mr. Huang is old, and this high-level acupuncture consumes energy and perseverance. Therefore, after the acupuncture is over, he must rest, otherwise his body may not be able to bear it.

However, in this case, resting for two to three minutes will be fine.

Before Professor Xue woke up, Huang Lao had already woken up.

Just now, he didn't have the energy to say too much. At this time, Huang Lao recovered and gave Zhang Yi a thumbs up.

"Master Zhang, your acupuncture method is really incomparably mysterious! I just don't know if I can write this acupuncture method into a book when I go back. I hope more people who are interested can learn this acupuncture method." !"

"Of course there is no problem, Mr. Huang. Your research on acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine is actually deeper than mine. This set of acupuncture and moxibustion methods is actually to dredge the blood in the body. Some of them, if not for saving people, can be It can be increased, decreased, or partially used, I believe that you are definitely more professional than me in doing these things!"

After Zhang Yi said this, Huang Zhengan naturally would not be modest and nodded.

"That's right. I've considered a lot of these just now. I still have a lot to study about your acupuncture method, Master Zhang. Don't worry, when the acupuncture method is published, it will be perfect. I just don't know, Zhang. Sir, what is the specific name of your acupuncture technique?"

name?

Zhang Yi really didn't know this.

He never thought about this problem, he just used this acupuncture method when he needed to save someone, and the voice in his head didn't tell him what it was called.

"This, I don't know either, it's up to you to come up with the name!"

Zhang Yi directly gave the naming right to Huang Lao, which is not a big deal for Zhang Yi.

after all.

If Professor Xue is fine, he has other things to do now.Chen Chengfeng arranged for a special person to transport Mori Shita's body to Dongyu Island.

In the morning, Mori Shita's body had arrived at Dongyu Island.

His funeral is being prepared. According to Zhang Yi's suggestion, the funeral should be held in secret, because Zhang Yi feels that the matter under Mori Well has not been finished yet.

Those who killed Mori Shita's wife have not yet appeared.

Although Mori Shita had told Zhang Yi before his death that he did not intend to pursue her wife's death, but in fact, Mori Shita also had endless unwillingness in his eyes at that time.

He didn't want to kill the murderer who also looked pitiful.

(End of this chapter)