Best little divine farmer

"Ah?" Tang Yifan was stunned. He didn't expect that this serious old man would make such a request.

"What are you doing in a daze? Grandfather Luo is the leader of traditional Chinese medicine. He is called" the king of medicine ". How many people break the threshold and want to worship grandfather Luo as a teacher, but grandfather Luo didn't agree." Ye Jianan pushed Tang Yifan and reminded him. She's happy to see that happen.

"Yes, yes, of course." Tang Yifan nodded again and again, and immediately began to salute his teacher.

A master of traditional Chinese medicine who can pull patients back from the gate of death and keep them alive for three years, of course, he is eager to learn from him. Although his grandfather is good at medicine, everyone has his own field of expertise. In the field of medication, he knows that he is far from good. If someone can guide him, he will surely improve a lot.

"Wait a minute." Luo Zhen uses his hand to block Tang Yifan's upcoming ceremony.

Tang Yifan and ye Jianan all look at Luo Zhen doubtfully. Does he regret it?

"Young man, it's so easy to learn from me." Luo Zhen said: "Xiao Nan, you go to prepare a cup of tea, I want to see the young man's skills, if qualified, I will drink this cup of tea, if not, it can only show that we do not have that fate."

"Well, I'll get ready." Ye Jianan turns and goes out to prepare.

Luo Zhen takes Tang Yifan to the inner room.

"How will Lao Luo test me?" Tang Yifan asked in a voice.

"There are several places where the thrombus is blocked in Ye Lao's body. You can treat Ye Lao again. Let me have a look." Luo Zhen pointed to the old man lying on the bed and said.

"Good." Tang Yifan nodded.

A gold needle appeared in his hand.

Seeing the needle, Luo Zhen's pupil suddenly shrinks and looks at Tang Yifan in shock.

How could he have this golden needle? Luo Zhen is full of doubts, but seeing that Tang Yifan has already started his diagnosis and treatment, he doesn't disturb him.

Tang Yifan didn't notice the change of Luo Zhen's look. After taking out the gold needle, he lifted the old man's clothes.

Aim at those blocked places and start to apply the needle.

I saw Tang Yifan holding the golden needle and stabbing it at the blocked part. He began to lift it first and then press it slowly and tightly, and repeated the acupuncture treatment for nine times.

Soon, the needling part turned red, and the red part began to spread around, about the size of palm. When the red part was no longer enlarged, Tang Yifan carried out the next treatment.

In the remaining places, Tang Yifan did the same.

Luo Zhen, standing on one side, saw Tang Yifan's needling method. Suddenly, a paragraph in an ancient medical book appeared in his mind: burning mountain fire, treating stubborn numbness and cold arthralgia, first shallow and then deep, using nine Yang and three in and three out, slowly lifting and pressing, hot to, tightly closing the needle, Qi is solid and hot.

"Mountain fire? How could he use kuibao, a long lost traditional Chinese medicine, to burn mountain fires Luo Zhen's mind was full of turbulence. What he saw today completely overturned his cognition. First, it took less than ten seconds for the young man in front of him to solve his stubborn disease that he could not cure for several years. Now the acupuncture he used shocked him once again.

"Hu" Tang Yifan stopped the treatment after he dredged several big blockages, and the rest of the drugs could be dredged. If he continued, he would not be able to support himself.

"Mr. Luo, have I passed the examination yet?"

"Can I borrow a needle?" Luo Zhen did not answer Tang Yifan's question, but looked eagerly at his sleeve.

"Yes." Tang Yifan took out the gold needle and handed it to him.

Luo Zhen carefully took the needle, as if to get kuibao, carefully observed.

The gold needle is seven inches and a millimetre long, as thin as cattle hair. The body of the needle is five inches and the handle is two inches. It has bright luster and strong texture. The handle of the needle is carved with exquisite landscape. I'm afraid it's the smallest fine sculpture in the world.

"Who is Xu Shengshou?" Luo Zhen shakes his hands and asks.

"Xu Shengshou?" Tang Yifan shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but my grandfather's surname is Xu."

"That's right. It's said that Xu's ancestors, the author of the ode to the golden needle, cured a businessman. Later, the businessman became the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. He used a lot of gold to collect meteorite iron and gold, hired a forging master to make the golden needle, and gave it to Xu's ancestors. People think it's just a legend, but I didn't expect to see this needle. Ha ha. " Luo Zhen laughs. It's like seeing something grand.

"Have you met my grandfather?" Tang Yifan surprised. He was very emotional to meet his grandfather's old friend in another country.

"I'm not qualified, but I've received his favor." Luo Zhen said with emotion: "I once consulted a Chinese medicine leader in Yanjing. He taught me some things. According to him, these things were also taught to him by Xu Shengshou."

"It turns out that my grandfather still has such an ox fork side. I don't know where he has been recently and whether he is safe or not." Tang Yifan missed his grandfather.

"Don't say anything. Let's go. Let's go out to learn." Luo Zhen pulls Tang Yifan out.

Of course, Tang Yifan didn't refuse. Luo Zhen in front of him is also a person with real ability. He also wants to learn more.

"Grandpa Luo, you're out. How's it going?" Ye Jianan asked.

"Give me the cup." Luo Zhen stretched out her hand and said.

"Well, good." Ye Jianan quickly hands the cup to Luo Zhen, thinking, it seems that Luo Zhen has a crush on Tang Yifan. This boy is really lucky. I don't know how many people will envy him.

Luo Zhen took the cup, pressed Tang Yifan on the chair with one hand and said, "sit here."

Tang Yifan didn't react, so he was pressed on the chair by Luo Zhen. He was puzzled. Luo Zhen's next move completely frightened him.

With a "plop", Luo Zhen knelt on the ground, raised his tea in both hands, and said in a deep voice, "please accept Luo Zhen as an apprentice."

After a short shock, Tang Yifan quickly stood up, reached for Luo Zhen and said, "Lao Luo can't, can't, don't you break me like this?"

"Ha ha, did you agree to accept me as an apprentice?" Luo Zhen stood up. The 50 year old man was as happy as a child.

"Don't make such a joke, Mr. Luo. I'm not qualified to be your master. You're right to be my master." Tang Yifan shook his head.

With a plop, Luo Zhen knelt on the ground again and said firmly, "if you don't accept me as an apprentice, I won't get up."

Tang Yifan can't laugh or cry. How did he meet such a living treasure? He begged: "Lao Luo, get up quickly. I'm not qualified to teach you."

"Why not." Luo Zhen snorted coldly: "you learn from Xu Shengshou and are proficient in the long lost needling techniques such as burning mountain fire. How many people in the world can be as good as you? Unless you dislike me, Lao Luoben, and refuse to accept me as an apprentice, if so, you can tell me straight away, and I will never give up the trouble. "

"It's not really..." Tang Yifan said with a bitter smile, his hand strength increased, and he half lifted Luo Zhen, so that he would not kneel on his own.

My grandfather always taught him that we must respect the old and love the young. If my grandfather knew that he would let an old man kneel down for him, would he not break his leg?

Ye Jianan stands by and looks at this strange scene. Her ruddy little mouth is O-shaped. Even though she is a lady of the Ye family, she has seen a lot of things, but it's the first time to see such a thing.

The people who wanted to accept the apprentice eventually became apprentices. She couldn't accept the change. What did they do when they went in? Why did they change into this?