Siheyuan: Fishing for All Things

After Lin Shaowen finished massaging, he laid Bi Yanjun on the bed,

Then he took off his shirt and wiped it with his right hand.

Twelve silver needles covered Bi Yanjun's chest and abdomen, and the tails of the silver needles trembled slightly, making a slight chirping sound.

Hiss.

Director Qin saw this miraculous acupuncture technique, which seemed familiar, and asked curiously, "Minister Lin, have you passed this acupuncture technique to others?"

"There are so many."

Song Xilian joked, "If you have seen it, it should be Director Jin from the Health Bureau, right?"

"Yes, yes, Director Jin, she also knows this acupuncture technique, but not as fast as Minister Lin... She has to carefully identify the acupuncture points before she dares to insert the needle." Director Qin smiled.

"Jin Yuner is Minister Lin's student..." Guan Qi chuckled, "But if we talk about his true teachings, it is Li Feng, the current vice president of Sijiutang."

Li Feng.

Director Qin remembered this name in his heart.

Lin Shaowen concentrated and pulled out the last silver needle.

He slowly inserted it into Bi Yanjun's heart.

Bi Yanjun, who was a little anxious at first, immediately stopped moving.

"Where's the water?"

"Here..."

Bi Siguo hurriedly brought the bucket over.

Lin Shaowen reached into his bag with his right hand and took out a black mass. After throwing the mass into the water, he immediately stirred it with his hands.

"Shaowen, do you want to find a stick?" Bi Siguo whispered.

"No, I can't be sure with the utensils."

Lin Shaowen shook his head and continued to stir.

After a while, the water in the bucket began to thicken.

Ten minutes later.

The water in the bucket had turned into black mud, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"Another bucket."

"Hey."

Bi Siguo immediately went out to find a bucket, and at Lin Shaowen's signal, placed it in front of Bi Yanjun.

Lin Shaowen picked up the bucket of mud and placed it on the bed.

After applying a layer on Bi Yanjun's chest, he pinched a few balls and fed them to him by pinching his chin.

"Minister Lin, can this thing be eaten?" Director Qin frowned.

"Director Qin, it's normal that you don't know medical skills, but you have to believe in Shaowen." Yang Wanjun couldn't help but speak.

"I'm just curious... Sorry." Director Qin said embarrassedly.

"This ointment is made of ninety-six kinds of medicinal powders. It can be taken orally or externally..." Lin Shaowen laughed and looked at him and said, "Your health is not very good. You have rheumatism. I will prescribe a prescription for you later. It will be fine after taking it twice."

"What is rheumatism?" Guan Qi asked curiously.

"Kidney stones."

Lin Shaowen smiled.

"You... you didn't feel my pulse, how do you know?" Director Qin was frightened.

He did have kidney stones, and when the pain started, it was like dying.

"Chinese medicine has four basic skills, look, smell, ask, and feel... Look means to see, but I'll still feel your pulse later."

After Lin Shaowen said this, he restrained his expression.

He gently knocked on Bi Yanjun's chest.

Ugh!

Bi Yanjun immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood in the bucket in front of him, not only smelling fishy, ​​but also with a smell of alcohol.

Everyone frowned subconsciously.

Lin Shaowen's face did not change, and he pinched another ball and threw it into Bi Yanjun's mouth.

Then he waited for a while and knocked on his chest again.

Bi Yanjun spit out another stream of black blood.

What's surprising is that every time Bi Yanjun spit out blood.

The silver needles on his body came out a few centimeters.

After repeating this for more than ten times.

Bi Yanjun's silver needle fell.

Lin Shaowen asked Bi Sijun and Bi Siguo to remove the bucket and massage Bi Yanjun again.

Bi Yanjun's originally pale face immediately turned red, and even his eyelids trembled.

"It's done?" Guan Qi asked curiously.

"It's done."

Lin Shaowen picked up the silver needle, put it back into the box carefully, raised his fist and knocked on Bi Yanjun's heart.

"Huh..."

Bi Yanjun suddenly woke up, his face was clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.

"Yanjun, how are you?"

Yang Wanru immediately ran over and helped him up.

"I... I feel very light." Bi Yanjun felt it and said excitedly, "My heartbeat is not so fast anymore, Shaowen, am I really okay?"

"Try it."

Lin Shaowen sat on the stool with some fatigue and chuckled, "Get out of bed and run a little..."

"Yeah."

Bi Yanjun responded and immediately started running around the room.

"Director Qin, come here." Lin Shaowen waved his hand.

"Yes."

Director Qin immediately sat on the right side of Lin Shaowen and stretched out his hand.

Guan Qi and Song Xilian did not follow Bi Yanjun to the living room, but came over to watch Lin Shaowen diagnose.

"Insomnia, dreaminess, and too much stress. "Lin Shaowen said helplessly, "Your health looks okay... but it's actually not as good as our minister's. If you don't take good care of yourself, you will almost lose your male function after you turn 40."

"As for 50... forget it, whether you can live or not is a question, so there's no point in saying so much."

"Minister Lin, don't scare me..."

Director Qin's face turned pale.

"I scare you?"

Lin Shaowen reached out and pressed on his chest.

"Ah..."

Director Qin immediately covered his chest and rolled on the ground.

"Minister Lin, what's going on?" Song Xilian said in horror.

"He has broken ribs and didn't go to the hospital. Now the bone spur is close to his lungs. Not to mention a serious injury, even a slight bump... he can't be cured by medicine. "

Lin Shaowen shook his head, holding a silver needle, pressed Director Qin, and stabbed him in the chest.

"Huh..."

Director Qin immediately sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Minister Lin, you know that his ribs are broken... why do you still press him?" Guan Qi said in doubt.

"He is a stubborn person with many ideas and sensitive. If I don't do it to him, he will think I am lying to him." Lin Shaowen pouted, "Besides... he questioned the doctor, I should show him my tricks, right?"

"No question, no question..."

Director Qin hurriedly said, "Minister Lin, can you treat my illness?"

"You need surgery, massage won't work." Lin Shaowen shook his head and said, "Go to Union Hospital tomorrow to make an appointment... make an appointment for surgery, I will prescribe you a prescription, you can adjust your body, by the way, how is your income? Have you married a wife?"

"Why do you ask this? "Song Xilian asked curiously.

"If you have a high salary, you can prescribe good medicine with a short treatment period... If you have a low salary and a family, you can take cheap medicine for a longer period of time." Lin Shaowen said with his hands spread out.

"So that's how it is."

Song Xilian and Guan Qi were both suddenly enlightened.

"I... I'm married and have children." Director Qin was a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, just consider it a good deed."

Lin Shaowen took out a small box and handed it to him, "This is the most expensive medicine... You'd be embarrassed to accept it if I gave it to you. You donate five yuan a month for ten years."

"Hiss."

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

What medicine is worth six hundred yuan?