Mo Yi's face turned black and raised his hand. As soon as he wanted to start, someone spoke.
"What's the matter?"
The young man who used to make medicine for Mo Yi came out and asked the middle-aged man.
This young man seems to be in charge. Some people around him are looking at him and waiting for him to make the decision.
"Look what you've done to my father. He was fine before, but he was a little stuffy and had a headache. After your treatment and taking the medicine you prescribed, he fell into a coma."
The middle-aged man cheered angrily, and the old man was also carried up. At this time, the old man gasped faintly, and his face was still purple.
"Do you have any medicine we prescribe?" The young man looked at the old man's situation and asked.
"I knew you would ask"
The middle-aged man gave a loud drink, then took a tile pot from a nearby person and opened it directly. A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came out and floated in the pharmacy.
"Baiqi, tianyecao, Qingbo root, Shangqing and CaoHuang are the formulas for treating fever, shortness of breath and cooling the body. There is no problem, that is, there is a certain error in the treatment." Mo Yiwen heard the taste of these medicines and whispered in his heart.
"Ren Yin, what happened?"
An old voice came, and an old man came down step by step from upstairs.
"Master, maybe there are some problems after the patient goes back, but there should be no problem with the prescription," young man Ren Yin said respectfully, looking at the old man.
"Oh?" The old man came forward, looked at the traditional Chinese medicine in the earthen pot, smelled it, nodded, and said, "there is really no problem with the medicine. It should be that there are some problems in the treatment."
"All right? Is there any way to cure my father? "The middle-aged man was already impatient and gave a loud drink.
"Excuse me, let me have a look."
The old man smiles at will. Then he comes forward and grabs the old man's wrist. Then he starts to pulse. Then he turns his tongue and eyelids, touches his chest and throat, and frowns.
"It should be that there are some deviations in acupuncture and moxibustion, and then as soon as you drink these drugs, it will directly lead to bad breath and difficulty in breathing," the old man said with a frown.
"There's a cure. Doctor, please cure my father quickly. Now my father's breath is getting weaker and weaker." the middle-aged man looked at the old man and asked anxiously. From the beginning, his anger turned to worry.
The old man frowned. This acupuncture is not what he called. Secondly, if you want to cure it, you have to use the same acupuncture method to ventilate it. But if there is any deviation, it will be doomed.
"Take my thirty-six gold needles," the old man frowned, then looked at Ren Yin and said.
"Yes, master"
Ren Yin nodded, then went to the counter, opened a lock cabinet, took out an old needle bag, and passed it to the old man.
The old man opened the needle bag and found that there were thirty-six gold needles, which were extremely thin. The gold needle was the lightest one in acupuncture. If the needle was inserted into it, it could reach the acupoints more accurately. It was the best thing for a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
"Qihai, Tianshu, Hegu, Fengchi..."
Mo also looked at the old man's constant needling. His hand was not fast, but his needling was extremely accurate and his acupoints were extremely accurate.
"Hoo."
Finally, the old man took a slight breath and stood up. His clothes were wet behind him.
At this time, the old man was covered with gold needles, and his face slowed down, and he was not so short of breath. He could breathe in front of him, but his face was still purple, and he was still in a coma.
"There's nothing to do now, and the specific situation needs to be diagnosed." the old man looked at the strong man and said with a pale face.
"Well, thank you, doctor."
When the middle-aged man saw that his father had nothing to do with him, he was relieved, and his tone was not so strong.
And Mo also after reading, quietly to pick up their own medicine, straight toward the door.
"Zhongchong, Tianquan, Guanyuan and Tianzhu"
When Mo Yi passed the old man, he whispered a few words and then turned away.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and Mo also had a figure left. He went away. The old man frowned and looked at the old man on the ground.
"Zhongchong."
The old man whispered a little, and then picked up a gold needle and went into the old man's zhongchong acupoint.
Soon, the old man's face was a little better, and his breathing was a lot easier. This situation brightened the old man's eyes, and he quickly picked up the second gold needle.
"Tianquan, Guanyuan, Tianzhu."
The old man plunged into these acupoints, and his face completely recovered.
"Cough..."..... Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough Not long, the old man coughed a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"This young man
The old man looked in the direction of the door, his eyes shining.
And Mo also at this time is a big step away from the traditional Chinese medicine shop, toward the second middle school of G city.
At this time, Yang Yin is almost out of class, so Mo Yi will go to pick her up. By the way, if Mo Yi doesn't plan to live there, she should at least explain. Moreover, Yang Yin, Mo also thinks that she has to be able to protect herself.
Soon, the school was over. Teachers, teachers and students were swarming out of the school. Naturally, Yang Yin was among them, and there were many others.
"Tired today?"
Mo also helps Yang Yin to take the handbag, slightly embraces Yang Yin's waist and asks.
"Not tired, how many people?" Yang Yin twisted her body and dodged Mo Yi's hand.
"I'm not afraid. You're my woman."
Mo also said with a straight face. His face didn't change.
"Well, please, also" Yang Yin extremely embarrassed said, a face of begging color.
"All right."
Helpless, Mo also should for a while, and then go with Yang Yin, toward the apartment dormitory.
Not far away, Yang Yixin opened her mouth slightly and looked at Mo Yi and Yang Yin's voice in the distance. Her eyes unconsciously left a tear, and her eyes flashed a look of resentment.
She saw Mo Yi early. She wanted to meet her, but she saw the intimacy between Mo Yi and yang yin. She said, "brother Yi Stop at the mouth.
"Mo Yi, I can't compare with this broken flower? Mo Yi. "
Yang Yixin's figure is constantly shaking, gnashing her teeth, and tears in her eyes are constantly left.
At this time, Mo also accompanied Yang Yin back to her dormitory apartment. They basically had no intimacy along the way, but no one doubted it.
"OK, it's OK," Yang Yin walked into the room, then took off her shoes and said with a smile.
"Well..."
Yang Yin's body moves, eyes slightly open, and then tightly closed eyes, and Mo also affectionate kiss together.
And Mo Yi is wearing Yang Yin's beautiful legs wrapped in black silk. After a long time, the two people are gradually separated, gasping one after another, and looking at each other with blurred eyes.
"One day, I want you to appear in people's eyes, and admit that you are my woman, my favorite woman." Mo Yi looked at Yang Yin, panting, serious and arrogant.
"Yes"
Yang Yin looks at Mo Yi, gasps, then smiles and nods heavily.
Mo also will Yang Yin to the side of the sofa, Yang Yin holding arms, but did not do anything.
"Yin, I'll tell you one thing." Mo Yi holds Yang Yin and says seriously.
"Yes?"
Yang Yin slightly a Leng, and then is the God, nodded.
"You know, I fight very hard, ordinary people have no problem with a hundred good, but also footwork and acupoints," Mo Yi said with flashing eyes.
"Well, if you want to say it, naturally say it. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask."
Yang Yin turned around and sat on Mo Yi's leg. She put her arms around Mo Yi's neck and said.
However, Mo also stroked Yang Yin's hair lightly, then her hands were a little bit, and a sword came out, directly breaking the vase not far away.
"This Looking at the broken vase, Yang Yin's eyes flashed a look of shock.
At that time, she slowed down for a long time, but now, like this situation, she broke a vase apart, which was a bit shocked.
"This is Qi," Mo Yi said with a smile, holding Yang Yin's waist.
"Qi?" Yang Yin turns her head and looks at Mo Yi. She whispers.
"Yes, yes, the so-called" training the muscles and bones, and practicing one breath, this is internal strength, the practice of inner strength, and the use of it will help in various ways ". Mo also said with a smile. Then he took a hand and the nine Yin manual Jingpo appeared in his hands. He laughed," this is the heart law of practicing inner strength, which contains the practice of genuine Qi, the method of attacking martial arts, and the way of attacking. Acupoint tapping, body, fist and palm techniques are all available. They are the most complete martial arts classic
"This... What is this
Yang Yin for a moment some Leng, looking at Mo Yi hand brocade PA, at a loss.
"My woman, you should also have the means to protect yourself." Mo Yi put the brocade handkerchief in Yang Yin's hand and said with a smile, "this is the mental skill of martial arts."
"Ah? Oh, good
Yang Yin responded, and picked up the brocade, and picked up the paper and pen, and quickly copied all the information of the nine Yin manual. The Yang Yin copied it quickly. And the font was very beautiful. It was not long before the transcriptions were all copied.
"I'll teach you to practice later." Mo Yi hugged Yang Yin from behind and said with a smile.
"Well, good. Thank you, too."
Yang Yin turns around and kisses Mo Yi. She closes her eyes slightly and says softly.
"Nothing, you see, start with the heart law, and first memorize the mind." Mo also pointed to the nine Yin manual scriptures copied by Yang Yin, saying, "the way of heaven is damaged, but the deficiency is not enough, it is the reason that the reality is not real, but the victory is not enough."
Mo Yi helps Yang Yin to write down all these mental methods. It's not easy to fall into the devil when practicing.
Yang Yin was originally a teacher, with excellent memory, and these heart and soul formulas were not very long. Yang Yin soon remembered that Mo also began to teach Yang Yin to practice the nine Yin manual.