Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Chapter 52 Nine Yang Thirteen Needles
"Don't rush to go, it's not too late to talk first."
Jiang Han pressed Li Yue's tender hand.
"Take your hands away, what do you want to talk about?"
Li Yue was very upset.
Her impression of Jiang Han was only two words: timid and selfish.
"You are a man with long legs and beautiful temperament, and you have a good temperament. You can be called the best."
"It's a pity that I have a bad temper, which is a flaw after all."
Jiang Han folded his arms and sighed.
"My grandfather is waiting for your help."
No matter what time, this guy is still dawdling.
Li Yue really wanted to punch his head off.
"Don't worry, you can't die."
"[-] million consultation fees, I can't go without it." Jiang Han made a condition.
"One hundred million?"
"Hey, are you too dark?" Li Yue shouted.
"Beauty, you helped my baby last time."
"If it were someone else, I would not be a bird with 100 billion."
"In a word, give it or not."
Jiang Han opened the door, ready to get out of the car.
"I promise you!"
"However, you'd better be able to cure my grandfather, otherwise... I will never end with you."
Li Yue gave him a hard look, kicked the accelerator, and the car galloped away like a wild horse.
……
Dongzhou Li Mansion is brightly lit.
More than a dozen men in tunic suits wearing dragon badges carefully checked the identities of the visitors.
They belonged to the Longguo Secret Service Bureau, and they looked terrified and powerful.
Those who enter and leave the Li family's mansion are either rich or expensive.
There are special envoys from the Longdu Cabinet Council of Presbyterians, and generals from various major regions.
If these people stomp their feet casually, Dongzhou will be shaken.
At this moment, an old man in his sixties in a black shirt was holding a Daguan knife, guarding the entrance to the inner house.
The old man's name is Hei Bo, and he was Li Hongqian's former general.
After Li Hongqian was dismissed and returned to the farmland, Heibo followed him to the death and became the housekeeper of the mansion.
With Uncle Hei guarding him, all the officials could only wait in the courtyard.
Leaning slightly, a white-haired old man in Tang suit came out from the inside.
"Doctor Zhang, how is Mr. Li's condition?" Someone asked boldly.
"Uncle Hei, prepare for the funeral."
Zhang Qingsong shook his head and sighed.
"Hehe, you are the only one who deserves to be called a miracle doctor?"
"You can't cure illnesses, but I think you are a good hand at treating people's lives carelessly."
Just as the room was full of grief, Jiang Han walked in quickly.
"Who are you? How dare you humiliate Mr. Zhang."
Uncle Hei had never seen Jiang Han before, and he reprimanded him loudly.
Everyone also looked at each other fiercely.
Zhang Qingsong is one of the four great doctors of the Dragon Kingdom, with nine yang and thirteen needles in one hand, he can bring the dead back to life, and he can be called a living god.
Up and down the Dragon Kingdom, who disrespects and yields seven points?
This kid is simply audacious.
"It's not a humiliation!"
"Don't worry about the funeral, just prepare [-] million consultation fees."
Seeing the riches and honors in the house, Jiang Han resolutely sat down and raised the price.
Li Yue rolled his eyes directly.
Say [-] million, doubled again.
This guy is really dark.
"young people!"
"Healed Mr. Li, you are a hero of Dragon Kingdom, [-] million is not a problem."
"It can't be cured, I guarantee that you will be unable to move an inch in Longguo in the future."
A middle-aged man with a big back sternly warned Jiang Han.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the lobby seemed to enter a high-pressure atmosphere.
The audience was silent and silent.
His name is Ji Hanbo.
He is the highest authority in the Dragon Kingdom and the special envoy of the Cabinet Council of Elders.
Represents supreme authority, no one dares to touch its edge.
"Well, let's prepare the medal."
Jiang Han didn't even give Mr. Special Envoy a straight look.
Immediately, he raised an eyebrow at Li Yue: "Long-legged Li, lead the way."
Li Yue led Jiang Han into the inner room.
"Humph!"
"Huang Maozhuzi, what a big tone!"
"The old man wants to see what skills you have!"
Zhang Qingsong couldn't hold back his old face, he shook his sleeves and followed closely.
Ji Hanbo was brutally ignored, and even lost his face.
"Come on!"
He waved and called his secret service elite.
Once Li Hongqian dies of illness, Jiang Han must be used to establish his prestige.
Otherwise, what is the dignity of the elders?
inner room.
Li Hongqian was lying on the rattan chair, his face was like gold paper, as if he was about to die.
"Grandpa, Jiang Han is here, you must hold on."
Li Yue felt sad in her heart, tears immediately fell down.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Li Hongqian was still conscious and greeted weakly.
"I can't die, take it easy!"
Jiang Han's bright smile made everyone's heartstrings relax a bit.
"Li Gong's heart pulse has been broken, and vital functions such as the lungs have failed."
"I don't know how to do it, I don't know what magic method you have?" Zhang Qingsong asked with a sneer.
"How did you treat it earlier?" Jiang Han asked.
"Naturally, it is ancestral Nine Yang and Thirteen Acupuncture Needles, the golden needle stretches the acupoints, and continues life with Qi." Zhang Qingsong stroked his beard proudly.
He has absolute confidence in the unique knowledge passed down from his ancestors.
There is absolutely no cure for a disease that he cannot cure.
"Calling you a quack doctor, it seems that you are not convinced."
"Okay, then I will also use the nine yang thirteen needles, and a golden needle to stretch the acupuncture point, and bring the dead back to life!"
Jiang Han decided to let Zhang Qingsong open his eyes.
What is science and technology is the primary productive force.
"Humph!"
Zhang Qingsong disagreed.
How could Jiang Han know about the Zhang family's acupuncture techniques which cannot be passed on to the outside world.
Moreover, Li Hongqian's heart pulse was broken, his lungs were exhausted, and it was difficult for an immortal to cure him.
He would like to see how Jiang Han rounded up this cowhide.
"Can I borrow a needle?"
Jiang Han was not polite either, and reached out to ask for golden needles.
"it is good!"
Zhang Qingsong took out the ancestral gold needle from the pocket of his underwear.
The golden needle is extremely sharp, and the yin and yang energy is free, exuding a rich blue energy.
When Jiang Han saw it, he knew that the needle already had spirituality, which could overcome sickness and evil.
Cyan energy.
In the five elements, it represents merit, ancestral shadow, and blessing.
It shows that the Zhang family has practiced medicine for generations, and there are indeed countless living people.
"A good needle brings immeasurable merit."
Jiang Han couldn't help being amazed.
"Wen Yan, extract the data of Nine Suns and Thirteen Needles!"
Holding the magic needle in his hand, Jiang Han sent out instructions to Wen Yan with his mind.
Soon, Wen Yan sent information from the base.
A tattered, ancient book crawling with wormholes flickered in the void.
As soon as Jiang Han touched the needle, a bald old man with a long needle in his hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The first shot: calcining yang to turn yin.
The second needle: hundreds of turns and thousands of times.
……
Needle No.13: Bringing the dead back to life.
After the thirteen-needle practice was over, the ancestors of the Zhang family suddenly left.
Cardiac cut off.
Ninth needle: Thousands of machines continue!
It is possible to mend broken pulses and regain vitality.
Of course, acupuncture is just a method, and living people still have to look at the way.
Jiang Han transported enough energy and poured it into the golden needle.
Originally inherited for a hundred years, the dejected golden needle burst out with brilliant golden light.
"Good boy!"
Zhang Qingsong's eyes lit up, and he gave a sincere praise.
But that's nothing.
His own granddaughter can also get some acupuncture.
It can only be said that Jiang Han has some attainments and talents in medicine.
(End of this chapter)
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