"Yong Peng, cheer up. Are you okay?" Ye Fei hurried to pick her up.
Yong pengqiang raised his body, looked at Ye Fei and asked, "am I dead? Why is it so like hell?"
"Don't think about it. No one is dead. You live well. We're just in other people's homes."
After hearing Ye Fei's relief, Yong Peng gradually accepted this fact. She slowly regained her spirits. When she saw a woman standing in the ancestral hall, she couldn't help clicking again and told ye Fei whether they had gone to hell.
"Little girl, you look at me and say if you have caught a ghost, which makes me a little unhappy."
Ye Fei quickly explained, "don't think about it. There are no demons and ghosts here. This sister is ill. I'll give her a diagnosis and treatment. Don't make any more trouble."
Yong Peng reached out to touch his temple and began to rub it. He murmured, "am I too tired? What I see is fantasy?"
"It doesn't matter. Everything is over. You can have a rest."
In fact, Yong Peng is definitely not such a timid person on weekdays, but he completely collapsed after seeing the strange and terrible things here today. It took Ye Fei a lot of effort to completely pacify her. Next, he planned to treat the woman.
"Don't worry, sister. Although I don't have a cure for the disease for the time being, it can at least greatly alleviate the great pain during the onset of symptoms, so that you can have a safe sleep."
"Thank you very much."
Ye Fei asked Hong Bo to find dozens of silver needles and related auxiliary tools. Maybe this woman is also studying some medical methods to diagnose and treat herself on weekdays. Therefore, it is not difficult to find this kind of thing here and will be ready soon.
The woman took off all her blouses and revealed her white and greasy back. Ye Fei was allowed to make diagnosis and treatment without taboo. But at this time, ye Fei was already concentrating on how to perform the needle without any wishful thinking.
At this time, ye Fei took a deep breath and slowly poured the strength of his body into the silver needle through the vein of his fingertips. After a while, the silver needle attached to the strong spirit showed a slight blue light and became mysterious in Ye Fei's hand.
The strength of his third realm can help the circulation of human meridians, exert external force to resolve various diseases, and the effect is several times stronger than ordinary acupuncture and physiotherapy. These are all learned from the book Ye Fei gave him in the month of Xiangzhi weaving.
However, in order to do this, it requires a high degree of mastery of the strength of the caster's Qi. It often needs to be subtle enough to give full play to the maximum effect. This also means that ye Fei's control of the strength of Qi has become more and more proficient.
"This disease is not a body surface symptom, so it is difficult to cure it. Now I want to use my strength to open up several acupoints and veins on my sister, so that the long-term blocked Qi and blood can be restored. Once the Qi and blood are restored, the whole body will naturally feel much more comfortable."
"It's just that this practice can only alleviate the pain for a while, but I can't think of any way to do it once and for all."
The woman reassured Ye Fei to make a diagnosis and treatment, and said, "I searched ancient books for my disease, and only found a short record. An ancient book says that to treat cartilage disease, we must use an ancient prescription to have this magical effect."
"Cartilage disease? Ye Fei heard of this disease for the first time, but you can guess by just listening to the name. It's not as simple as osteoporosis. Looking at the weakness of the woman in front of her, the disease has tortured her for a long time."
Ye Fei pierced a silver needle into the Three Acupoints of the woman's Tianzong, the soul gate and the capital gate. The woman's mouth immediately made a comfortable breathing sound. It must be that this needle immediately had an immediate effect.
The woman sighed and said, "this is also a big event in my heart. Although I tried my best to find such a short sentence in the ancient books, I didn't mention the problem of pill formula at all, so I can only hope on the prescription in the hands of the Yong family."
The whole process of needling lasted nearly half an hour. Because ye Fei needs to pour strong Qi into the silver needle before each needle drop, it is more cumbersome than the normal time.
"Well, sister, do you think it's effective?"
The woman put on her clothes and said gratefully to Ye Fei, "it's really much more comfortable than before. On weekdays, my back is almost as painful as a thousand arrows through my heart, but I can't feel that pain at all now."
"That's good, but my needle can only be effective for three days. After that, it won't be so effective."
Hong Bo said impolitely, "then please come here in three days to treat the head of the family. It would be better if you could live here."
Ye Fei said with a black face: "little old man, you are so unreasonable. According to you, I'll just live here all my life."
"That's OK. Anyway, we have a one-stop service for weddings and funerals here. It's very convenient to send you to death when you die."
"What are you talking about? Ye Fei can't stay in such a ghost place all the time. If you are normal people, you shouldn't make this ghost like this! I'll be schizophrenic if I stay in this place for another day!" Yong Peng didn't know where he had the courage. At this time, he rebuked the little old man.
"I'm really sorry. Hong Bo has always been like this. He doesn't know how to handle things lightly and carefully. Therefore, he misunderstood the two just now, but he didn't expect to leave a psychological shadow on the little girl who did this."
This woman is more reasonable. She behaves gracefully and politely from beginning to end.
She said to Ye Fei, "I will never insist on the prescription, but I can't afford it anymore. I hope my little brother won't interfere. The prescription in the Yong family is my only hope and I don't intend to give up anyway."
This is the right way to ask for help.
Without hesitation, ye Fei replied, "don't worry, I don't have that plan. However, since the prescription is so important to you, why don't you go to the door and ask Mr. Yong to tell you the contents of the prescription?"
The woman shook her head, sighed, and then walked away without looking back.
Hong Bo led Ye Fei and Yong Peng back to the door of the shop. It was very strange. At this time, no strange things happened, and he had seen the big sun outside in less than two minutes.
"It's really a ghost place." Yong Peng kept muttering.
Hong Bo stood behind them and still said darkly, "thank you for your diagnosis and treatment. Why don't I give you some gifts as a gift?"
Yong Peng asked contemptuously, "thank you? What good things can you give us?"
Hong Bo took out some paper sticks and paper flowers from under the front desk and said to them, "this paper man is well handmade and lifelike. It can also be a companion at the head of the bed every night. I have many different styles, including immortals, animals, cartoon characters and movie stars."
"I'm also a famous craftsman here. I charge a lot for selling these things on weekdays. You're lucky today..."