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Zhou Chuxin said: "come on, every time you come here, experts say that. In the end, there is no fart! Wang Feng said that he can cure it without those bullshit experts. Wang Feng, you can cure it for your grandfather. "

Zhou Su said angrily, "you're talking nonsense again. This..." The old man waved his hand wearily and said with a smile, "come on, people are dying. What are you going to do with those bullshit rules? Let this young man have a try. I believe him. Zixing, what do you say? "

The middle-aged humanist said, "I know that everything is subject to the arrangement of the old chief. It's not the old saying that a dead horse should be a living horse doctor. Anyway, it's the same with you. No matter who you are, you can still be cured if you don't have a good doctor?"

The old man laughed and coughed: "you son of a bitch, if you don't fight for a day, you will go to the house to uncover tiles. Are you talking to me? Zhou Su, give me a crutch to hit him! "

Wang Feng took a look at the polite man with glasses, and saw that his eyes were filled with Xiao Sha's anger. It was also a battle in the battlefield, and he obviously had a lot of friendship with the Zhou family. No wonder he was the Secretary of the old man, and his words were full of family.

Zhou Su had no choice but to say, "Wang Feng, what's your constitution? Are you a western medicine or a traditional Chinese medicine? If you need any help, please tell me. I'll send someone to prepare immediately. " Wang Feng smiles and shakes his head: "I don't need anything. I have it here."

Then he took the medicine box and opened it. He took out the gold needle and wiped it with alcohol. Zhou Chuxin saw that he was very serious. Suddenly, he was a little suspicious. Is this guy a real meeting or a fake meeting? What do you think of him? What do you think he's doing? Maybe she is too familiar with Wang Feng, and Wang Feng is only joking with her, so she is not used to Wang Feng's seriousness.

But Wang Feng said: "Chu Xin, you go to open the curtains, open the windows, open the door outside, and open the windows in the corridor. This is not a confinement. What are you doing with such a tight cover? It's not ventilated at all. People are bored inside. "

Zhou Chuxin immediately jumped up and did everything. The room suddenly lit up. Although it was dusk, the afterglow was still warm. The window opened and the breeze flowed through. It was so pleasant. The old man on the sickbed also couldn't help breathing a few mouthfuls of fresh air. He said that, too. Why didn't anyone think of this? If only I had opened it a few days earlier.

Wang Feng wiped the gold and silver needles, took out six short needles, and put one needle at Chibian and Chengshan on the old man's leg, and then put another needle at Shentang and Zhiyang. This is to protect the old man's spirit for his next treatment.

He has a lot of strength. Every time he gets a needle, the old man frowns, obviously in pain. Zhou Su also secretly frowned. How could this guy be so hairy with a needle? It's so light and careful for the old Chinese medicine doctors to put the needle. The patient should have no feeling.

It's said that the older TCM is, the more valuable it is. How old is this guy? It can be seen that the skill of TCM is very common. However, he just frowned and didn't speak. Anyway, let him try. If it works, it's a good thing. If it doesn't work, there should be no side effect, because my father has already done this. Alas

But Wang Feng picked up a foot long gold needle from the medicine box. They were all surprised. How could there be such a long needle? It's too long to pierce people! Besides, is it necessary to take such a long time? It's frightening to watch.

But you see Wang Feng's face is quiet, seems to have a clear mind, also dare not ask, because really, Wang Feng now more and more doctors like it.

Wang Feng stood in front of the old man and pressed his right knee with his hand. This is the part where the old man was injured. His hand strength is not small, but the old man still took a breath of air conditioning. He only felt the pain, because Wang Feng pinched it too accurately.

Wang Feng nodded and pointed the one foot long gold needle at the heding point of the knee. He slowly stabbed it in. The old man pressed your lips tightly and hummed softly. Although he has been suffering from great pain, he has never heard of it. It can be seen how painful he is after this injection. Zhou Chuxin looked distressed and wanted to warn Wang Feng to be light, but after thinking about it, he didn't make a sound. But Wang Feng's one hand was holding the end of the needle, and the other hand was on the old man's knee. His strength was so strong that several people even heard the friction of the bone inside. The old man was sweating all over for a moment, but he clenched his teeth and didn't say a word any more.

Nie Yun slowly stabbed the needle in. From time to time, he thought, as if he was feeling the direction of the gold needle. Three people's eyes looked at the one foot long gold needle, and they were all stunned. But Nie Yun stretched out a finger and gently flicked the end of the needle, just as if he was playing a pipa, but no one could appreciate such music.

He bounced for a while, and then put his ear to the end of the needle. It seemed that he was really listening to his own music. Everyone held his breath, and did not know what this guy was listening to? But suddenly saw the finger fiercely pulled the end of the needle, a gold needle pulled out, this is greatly beyond everyone's expectation, Zhou Chuxin can't help but cover his mouth exclaimed out.However, with the gold needle coming out, everyone heard a strange hissing sound, which seemed to be the sound of a flat tire. Zhou Chuxin was surprised and pointed to the heding point where Wang Feng had just been needling. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Zhou Su and the middle-aged man were also surprised. They came to watch. Zhou Chuxin put his hand beside the heding acupoint, and he could really feel a cold gas, which made his face pale.

Wang Feng said with a smile: "this is to force out the cold accumulated in the old man's body. Don't panic. It's OK. It'll be OK for a while." Zhou Su was too surprised to say anything. I've never heard of this method of treatment.

The middle-aged man named Zixing thought to himself. He remembered that there was a strange story in an ancient book. It was just an anecdote. How could he think that he could see it with his own eyes?

Wang Feng is not only a doctor, but also a miracle doctor! After about two minutes, the hissing voice gradually stopped. Wang Feng leaned over to listen to it for a while and said with a smile, "old man, how about the pain?"

Now the old man's sweat has stopped, and his whole body is a kind of empty and crisp feeling. He says whether it's comfortable or not, and whether it's uncomfortable or not, but the pain has been greatly reduced. It seems that the previous deep pain is an illusion.

Hearing Wang Feng's inquiry, he said with a smile: "it's much better. Ha ha ha, good boy, it's really amazing. Ha ha ha, the miracle doctor!" Wang Feng said with a smile: "that's not worthy, old man. Now you feel empty, right?

That's because of the leakage of the cold. Because it's been a long time, this feeling is particularly strong, but it will be better in a moment. " He pondered a little and said, "Sir, I've helped you get rid of the cold in your body, but I still haven't got rid of the root of the disease. Today, I'll cure you completely, but I may have to cut the bone, and I can't use anesthetics. Can you resist it?"

Zhou Chuxin said: "why can't you use anesthetics, and do you want to have an operation? Aren't you traditional Chinese medicine? What's more, it's not a sterile room. How can we operate? What if the wound is infected? "

Wang Feng laughed and did not speak, but Zhou Su said: "Xinxin, don't make a fuss, listen to Wang Feng's words, since he must have his reason to say so, what do you know! I know it's noisy. If I quarrel again, I'll go out and wait. Under the influence of the province, Wang Feng sees a doctor. Wang Feng, are you sure you can't use anesthetics? Grandfather Xinxin is too old

Zhou Chuxin pouted her lips and did not speak. She said that Wang Feng was very friendly. Just now, you suspected that people would not see a doctor. Wang Feng said with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, although my grandfather is not young, he is in good health. Apart from this bone disease, there are no other problems. I'm afraid we can't survive him. Ha ha ha. So even if you don't use anesthetics, the old man can only resist it, and it's OK. " After a pause, he said, "I'm going to have an operation later to take out a piece of broken bone. It's this broken bone that blocks the flow of blood. The so-called pain is blocked, and pain is blocked. If this bone is not removed, blood is always blocked, so it can cause severe pain. If I use anesthetics, I'm afraid that the drug will penetrate into the blood and the circulation will be slow, so I can't judge the time of cutting and removing bones. "

The old man laughed and said, "you look down on my old man. In ancient times, Yunchang was scraping his bones to heal his wounds. Today, my old man is also cutting his bones to heal his wounds. Hahaha, isn't my old man as good as him? You just cut. If I frown, I'm not your grandfather. "

He is now in a good mood, and the pain has been greatly alleviated. Besides, he listened to Wang Feng's words just now. He knew that his body was completely healthy. Naturally, he was very happy, so he spoke boldly and enthusiastically.

Wang Feng said with a smile: "the old man is full of ambition, and the martyrs are full of ambition in their old age." The old man began to laugh again, which was appropriate in his heart. He said with a smile: "Xinxin, you are so interesting. Why don't you bring it to me earlier? If I had seen him earlier, I would not have fallen into such a field. "

This is a high praise for Wang Feng. It's also true that Wang Feng can really speak. Even Zhou Su couldn't help smiling. The boy looked very deep, and his mouth was really sweet. Every word talked about the old man's heart, and he was ready to scratch the old man's itch.

Wang Feng took out a sharp knife and a special tool with a curved tip. He also wiped the poison with alcohol and said with a smile: "it's just a small wound. It won't be infected. You don't have to worry about it." He said this to Zhou Chuxin.

Zhou Chuxin curled his mouth: "well do your operation, where so much nonsense!" Wang Feng smiles, reaches out his hand and pinches the skin and flesh on the old man's knee. He cuts a hole with a knife. Then he takes out the sharp tool and extends it into the small hole. He quickly moves it a few times. He hooks out a bloody bone fragment about the size of his thumb and puts it aside.

Then he took out a piece of black plaster like cloth and pasted it on the wound that didn't seem to bleed much. He took a roll of bandage on the table and tore it open for several times. Strength of a mouthful of airway: "OK."