C771 The famous doctor Ho De Zhi

Xiao Chaoran was slightly taken aback, as he looked at the bright light that flickered in Xiao Yi's eyes.

Then, he thought of his youth, when he was young and arrogant, he would walk the world in anger, and his ambition was greater than the heavens and he would laugh at the world. At that time, he was the same as Xiao Yi, in high spirits.

"Dad, since you've decided to go out. I'll go and see Grandfather. If we turn this into snow, I'm afraid Grandfather's leg cold will strike again. "

Xiao Yi looked at his father, who was deep in thought. He stood up and walked all the way to his grandfather, Xiao Shuihan's room. After these few days, Xiao Yi started to have some admiration towards his grandfather, Xiao Shuihan.

As he pushed open his grandfather's room, Xiao Shuihan was practicing writing in the cold winter. Seeing Xiao Yi entering the room, he did not greet him. It was still as lonely as before. On the top quality Xuan paper, Yue Fei's "Red River" was written on Xuan paper.

After he finished writing, Xiao Shuihan threw the brush in his hand away and opened his mouth to speak in a heroic and haughty voice as he intoned, "Furious hair at the peak, depending on the column, the rain will come to a halt. Looking up, he howled loudly towards the sky with great vigor. Thirty achievements, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road, clouds and moon. "Don't be idle, your hair has turned white..."

There was a trace of sorrow in his voice.

Xiao Yi quietly waited at the side. After Xiao Shuihan finished reading the poem. He then smiled and said, "Looks like grandpa is in a good mood today. "Come, come, I'll write one too."

Xiao Yi seemed to have been affected by Xiao Shuihan's aura as he picked up the brush on the ground. Holding it in his hand, he began writing on the xuan paper in a fluent manner. As he wrote, he was dancing and reciting loudly, "There are thieves too, the poems and books disdain them. If gold is dung, the liver and guts are hard as iron; if a horse traverses a cliff, a bow is shot at Hu Yue; if a head is made into a wine cup, it will be filled with hatred and blood."

This grandfather-grandson pair was lyrical in this room.

After Xiao Yi finished reciting, Xiao Shuihan looked at these few words of Xiao Yi's that were as swift as flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, then opened his mouth to praise: "Good calligraphy, and good poem again."

"Since it's a good poem, I'll give it to grandfather." Xiao Yi laughed.

This poem was very similar to his grandfather's life and personality. Xiao Yi wrote while looking at his grandfather Xiao Shuihan. Therefore, this poem could not be any more suitable to Xiao Shuihan.

"Yi'er, you sure are considerate. "Your father has been a bastard all his life. He did this very well, and gave birth to a good grandson." Xiao Shuihan laughed heartily, his heroic spirit soaring. "However, I can't give you this" River Red ". This is my favorite poem back then when I was fighting bravely with afur. In a few days, when the snow melts, I will have to burn it to the afur. "

"Don't worry, I won't steal it." After a pause, Xiao Yi finally got down to business. "Today, the rain has stopped. Recently, I'm going to Beijing with my father. The reason I'm here today is to see grandpa. Secondly, I have learned a little bit of medicine from my master over the years. I see that my grandfather's body isn't that strong. Today, come and take a look for Grandfather. "

"Alright, it's rare for you to have this kind of intention." Xiao Shuihan looked at Xiao Yi with gratitude and said, "However, this has already been a problem for my entire life. Furthermore, I am already very old. I'm afraid that the King of Hell cares very much about me. "

Just as Xiao Shuihan was lamenting, two people slowly walked into Xiao Shuihan's room.

Under normal circumstances, no one from the Xiao Family was allowed to enter Xiao Shuihan's room. Only Xiao Yi had the privilege of barging into the old man's room as he pleased with the Xiao family.

Just as Xiao Yi was feeling suspicious, Xiao Shuihan laughed: "I have an appointment with Dr. Wang this afternoon. He invited a Chinese doctor from the United States to help me with acupuncture. It's been cold lately, and I've had a few problems with my body. It just so happens that you know medicine as well to spar with me. "

Dr. Wang led a Chinese American expert in Chinese medicine and walked in front of Xiao Shuihan. Then, the Dr. Wang started to introduce: "This is the one I introduced to you, He De Zhi, an American Chinese expert in traditional Chinese medicine. He has been very famous in the United States for the past few years. "He's especially good at acupuncture and physiotherapy. This time, I spent a lot of effort to invite him in."

Hearing the Dr. Wang's introduction, Xiao Shuihan stood up and called out: "Doctor He, quickly sit, quickly sit."

He De Zhi bowed towards Xiao Shuihan, and replied politely: "Old Mr. Li, there is no need to be courteous. This time, I'm here to see old Mr. Li. I think we should start now. "

"Alright, alright."

Xiao Shuihan also liked people who were straightforward and straightforward. He immediately sat down and reached out his hand. He Zhaozhi quickly sat opposite to him, giving his grandfather, Xiao Shuihan, his pulse.

Traditional Chinese medicine paid particular attention to hearing and hearing, the main method was the meridian number.

He Zhaozhi looked dignified. After finishing his pulse, he sighed and said, "Old Mr. Li, your condition is not very good. The old man's blood was weak in the liver and his Qi channels were weak. These old ailments need to be recuperated over a long period of time by traditional Chinese medicine. It would be unrealistic to think of using acupuncture to treat her. I've heard that the old gentleman has a cold on his legs, a cervical spine and a lumbar spine. "These problems, I can use acupuncture to recuperate and alleviate the pain."

Xiao Shuihan already understood the situation of his own body. As for what He Dezhi had said, it was not surprising at all. Immediately, he smiled and said, "My old ailments, they have followed me for many years. I'm afraid you'll have to follow me into the earth. The cold on his leg was painful in the winter. I think Dr. He can help me relieve the cold in my legs. The cervical vertebra and lumbar vertebra, they were dropped all these years, just pay attention to them. "

Xiao Yi stood at the side and felt a faint pain in his heart as he listened to the old man talk about these old illnesses. Although he was skilled in medicine, the family's old man had long since become ill. He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt.

However, now this famous He De Zhi came to treat his grandfather's illness. In addition, his expression was gentle and refined, and he didn't have any problems treating others. On the other hand, Xiao Yi patiently stood to the side and took a look at He De Zhi's ability. If He De Zhi couldn't do it, then he would go on stage himself.

"I have some experience in the field of cold sickness. "Since that's the case, I'll come and do some acupuncture and moxibustion care for old mister." He Dazhi was neither humble nor haughty, as though he was a skillful immortal doctor as he spoke casually.

Following which, the old man laid on the bed while He Dezhi took out his medicine box. He took out his own silver needles and began to treat the old tutor with acupuncture.

In the room, after He De Zhi disinfected the silver needles, they slowly pierced into the acupoints on Xiao Shuihan's knees. Then, with a serious face, the acupuncture techniques such as twisting and lifting were used to stimulate the acupoints and make the blood flow.

The Dr. Wang watched from the side. His expression was solemn, as if he wanted to learn this acupuncture technique. Only Xiao Yi watched in boredom with a lazy expression.

This needle technique of He De Zhi's was mediocre and had no problems for the time being. Xiao Yi was so free and relaxed, that he wanted to experience this so-called expert in traditional Chinese medicine.

He Zhaozhi seemed to see Dr. Wang studying very seriously, and in that instant, he seemed to show his own demeanor as a doctor. As he twisted and turned the silver needles, he started to explain, "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon says that the cold is full of diseases, and that it is suitable for treating moxibustion. It is a medical treatment of internal and external diseases, through meridian, acupoint conduction, as well as the use of a certain operation to treat systemic diseases. In clinical practice, according to the diagnosis and treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine, the cause of disease is diagnosed, the key points are identified, the nature of disease is identified, which meridians and which viscera belong to the lesion, and which type belongs to the exterior, cold, heat, and deficiency … "

He Zhaozhi continued to lecture nonstop, the skills and techniques in his hands did not fall at all.

Suddenly, He Zhaozhi's face turned pale as he said, "Old Master, you have a knife wound on your leg?"

Lying on the ground, Xiao Shuihan carelessly said, "Yes, my leg was cut by a blade when I was young."

"But, old tutor, your meridian has been destroyed by this blade." If he were to use this acupuncture method now, the effect of the transmission would probably be unsatisfactory. This acupuncture, I'm afraid it will not produce the expected result. " With a grave expression on his face, He Zhaozhi pointed out the big problem encountered in acupuncture this time.

If both meridians were broken, then he could use acupuncture to transmit his meridians and acupoints. The results would probably be unsatisfactory. On this trip to the Xiao Clan, the acupuncture treatment was a true failure.

"It's fine. As long as you do your best." Old Gramps Xiao Shuihan's state of mind had long been tempered to steel, as he laid on the bed and sighed.

He Zhaozhi was stunned. A layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He truly hadn't thought that the old tutor's legs would contain such a hidden danger. This led to his acupuncture treatment being obstructed. If he continued to do this, it would take a lot of effort. In the end, it didn't work at all.

Therefore, He Dezhi's twirling fingers paused slightly and began to hesitate. Remembering what he had learned in his life, what could he do to suppress the current difficulties?

"Looks like you, Doctor He, won't be able to make it, right?" Right at this time, Xiao Yi's lazy voice sounded out.

When He Dezhi was in a dilemma, he heard these words. Immediately, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi in puzzlement.

Dr. Wang stood at the side and quickly gave an embarrassed smile: "This is Young Master …"

Xiao Yi's expression was calm as he looked at He De Zhi and continued: "Since you can't take it anymore, then let me do it. I know acupuncture, not moxibustion. However, I think I can use the needle to cure the cold on my grandfather's leg. "

His voice was very calm, as if he was speaking. I had two bowls of rice and a bowl of soup today.

However, Dr. Wang suddenly raised his head with an expression of disbelief. His eyes widened as if they were about to fall out at any moment.

He Dezhi's mouth was wide open in shock, unable to close his mouth. Staring straight at Xiao Yi, he felt like he was in a dream: "You said, you can replace me and use the needle technique to heal Old mister Li?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi slowly walked over and nodded, showing that he did not mind.

"Are you sure?" He Zhaozhi shook his head and asked again. His mouth was wide open, as if an egg could fit inside.

"Of course, is that difficult? To me, soeasy. " Xiao Yi laughed playfully.