Chapter 146

"Pa pa..."

Xu Lao couldn't help clapping his hands. This set of dialectics seems to be impractical, but it directly locks the disease. It's really wonderful!

Chen Lao's face shows his satisfaction. Although Ye Mo is dialectical, as a Chinese medicine man, he is also very comfortable to grow a face in front of Zeng Lao's face!

"No, heroes are teenagers!"

Zeng Lao looked suspicious, smiled, extended his thumb to Ye Mo, then sighed and said the backlog of past events in his heart.

"That night, my eldest son suddenly had a high fever. There was only a barefoot doctor in the village. He told me that I had to go to the health center of the union department to get anti fever medicine, but that night... The road was blocked by heavy snow..."

The words and the old face here showed pain.

"I couldn't see anything under the snow nest. I stepped empty and sprained my leg because I was incompetent. After hurting my leg, the speed was too slow. When I arrived at the health center, the child had..."

Ye Mo and Zeng Wendong were both slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, there was such an unforgettable past about the old injury. Ye Mo regretted. He didn't expect that the injury came from this way and directly poked Zeng's pain.

Zeng Wendong also looked shocked. Only then did he know that his late uncle had died in such a way.

"Sorry, Zeng Lao, I didn't want to say..."

Yemer bows and apologizes. This is not what he wants to see.

"No matter what you do, lin'er's death day has just passed. I'm more comfortable when I say it, otherwise I'll feel uncomfortable."

Zeng Lao sighed and waved his hand.

"Since then, I hate the mountain road and the health center. I swear I will improve the poor medical environment in remote areas such as Dongjiang, so I entered the pharmaceutical enterprise to prevent things like lin'er from happening again!"

Zeng said in a deep voice.

Ye Mo was slightly moved. After listing, Ruisheng completely ignored whether it was profitable or not, and spent hundreds of millions of yuan to establish a charity fund to build roads, establish health centers and purchase medical facilities for remote mountainous areas with poor medical conditions in China.

If it's just for social effects and reputation, there are too many flowers. The original reason is here!

Chen and Xu both reached out and patted Zeng on the shoulder. The old man has made too many contributions to Dongjiang and the medical community.

Ye Mo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Zeng Lao, your conduct is admired by the younger generation. This kind of old injury is not incurable. If you don't mind, I can diagnose and treat you now."

This kind of person who has devoted his life to the medical industry is the one yemer most admires.

"What, brother ye, you said my grandfather's leg still has a cure?!"

Ye Mo said that Zeng Wendong was excited. Originally, he only thought that Zeng's pregnant leg was just an ordinary senile disease. Now, when he saw that the leg injury brought a pain to Grandpa, his pain was far more than expected!

Xu Lao and Chen Lao are also excited. They haven't shot Zeng Huai's legs. However, because the cold poison is deep into the bone marrow, it can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. If you really use strong medicine, Zeng Lao's body can't stand the attack of medicine.

"Yes."

Ye Mo nodded and said with certainty that even if he couldn't talk today, he decided to cure the old injury he was pregnant with. Without him, he just wanted to thank him for his contribution to the medical community.

"That's hard, Xiaoye."

Zeng Huai nodded with a smile. His leg injury was really troublesome. It happened as soon as it was cloudy and wet, which delayed him a lot. Although he had doubts in his heart, he still promised.

As it was summer, Zeng Lao wore very loose clothes. Zeng Wendong bent down and directly rolled up the trouser leg of his left leg, exposing his ankle and knee.

Zeng Huai's left leg is obviously different from ordinary people. Although his leg is only slightly swollen, his eyes are black, and there are many blocked blood clots under his skin. Chad looks very scary, like the skin of a zombie in a horror film.

"Lao Zeng, are you staying up late again? The situation on your legs is obviously getting worse."

Old Chen frowned.

"I can't help it. A friend asked me. There was something wrong with his child. I can only use my own relationship to help contact the doctor."

Zeng Lao waved his hand and looked indifferent.

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows. He always felt that he should know this "friend" who was once old.

But now is obviously not the time to think about it. Yemo puts his hand into his collar and pulls off the gold thread plum pendant around his neck.

The people present were puzzled and couldn't guess what ye Mo was going to do.

Ye Mo reaches out his hand to hold the stamen of the golden thread plum blossom and pulls it back. He pulls out a gold needle about eight inches long. Ye Mo's wrist shakes. The originally soft gold needle suddenly straightens up and looks like holding a golden light under the light.

"Eight inch gold needle!"

Xu Lao, who has been observing Ye Mo's every move, was surprised and cried out.

"This kind of gold needle can't be used without corresponding acupuncture. What kind of acupuncture do you use, lobule?!"

Ye Mo was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Xu to ask him this question.

"Lao Xu."

Although Chen was also surprised, he was used to it because he often contacted Ye mo. he was not as excited as Xu, and made a voice to remind him.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, ha Xiaoye. I'm abrupt."

Xu Lao also reacted. The secret needlework is handed down from generation to generation. The unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box can't be easily disclosed to others. Even if he reveals his name, it will inevitably be used by people with a heart.

Ye Mo smiles. He doesn't make a sound this time. There's really no way to make public the needlework he's going to use. After all, the "stripping the cocoon" he's going to use this time comes from a famous needlework book - moxibustion and needling in the pillow!

This needlework is so famous that if it is made public, it is tantamount to announcing to the outside world that ye Mo has the green bag Sutra. This risk is really worthless.

"Zeng Lao, I started."

After detoxifying the golden needle, ye Mo said.

Zeng Huai was also very interested in seeing this strange gold needle, tunnel.

"OK, hard work."

Ye Mo holds the tip of the gold needle in his left hand and sticks it to Zeng Huai's Xuehai point. He twists his wrist with force. The eight inch gold needle directly sinks into Zeng Huai's leg half an inch.

Old Chen and old Xu have bright eyes, but Zeng Wendong is nervous. He saw such an exaggerated thing for the first time, and he still used it in front of him!

"Lao Zeng, how do you feel?"

Xu Lao helped his eyes and stared at Zeng Huai's leg.

"It feels... It feels crisp in the bones."

Zeng Huai touched his beard and said.

Mr. Xu and Mr. Chen looked at each other. They both saw the shock of each other's eyes and had a feeling. This shows that ye Mo's gold needle really stimulated the acupoints. In other words, ye Mo's eight inch gold needle is a real Kung Fu, not a flower handle!

Ye Mo frowns, carefully senses the weak vibration on the gold needle, twists the tail of the needle, and slowly continues to stab the gold needle deeper.

Zeng Wendong's eyes widened. The exaggerated gold needle had disappeared into his grandfather's leg an inch!

This distance can pierce the bone!