Chapter 480： Xuanyan's fangs

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"Send Dr. He back, and Dr. He ran in vain." Song Lao glanced at He Jun lightly and said aloud.

With Xuanyan here, they naturally no longer need this so-called doctor He.

"Okay, Dad, you have to cooperate with Dr. Yan for treatment."

Song Zhi finished respectfully and pulled He Jun, who was slapped by him and was still in a state of retreat.

"Let Xiaoyou laugh, the eldest of my four sons is the least capable, but it is still filial." Song Lao watched Song Zhi and He Jun go out and turned to Xuan Yan.

"Well, then I'll start to treat Song Lao." Xuan Yan nodded lightly, and didn't put Song Zhi and Dr. He in his heart, just skipping the beam clown.

"Not in a hurry."

Lao Song smiled and waved his hand, indicating that Song Miaohan offered Xuan Yan a cup of fragrant tea, and Xuan Yan took a sip.

"Dr. Yan said the oldest fourth, but is it true?"

Song Lao asked aloud, before Xuan Yan didn’t prove his ability, he could still frighten Song Zhi, but now that he can see his illness, he might have judged the old man before. It may be a proverb.

Poor parents in the world, Song Lao's own disease has not been cured, so he is worried that Song Zhi is coming.

"Naturally is true." Xuan Yan nodded.

"Then I don't know, can you heal my child?" Song Lao hesitated, before Song Zhi treated Xuan Yan like that. If Xuan Yan had a bad temper, it might really be left alone.

"His illness, like Lao Song, is essentially an excessive loss to the body, and it takes a lot of effort to treat it."

Xuan Yan said that the corner of his mouth slightly ticked: "It needs to pay a little price."

"Any amount of money will do." The old man thought for a moment, then said.

"500,000." Xuan Yan smiled.

The old man shivered and finally said, "Yes."

"I'm so embarrassed, I don't know how long it will take to cure my disease?" Song Lao asked again.

"One day is enough." Xuan Yan said confidently.

Song Lao said with a little excitement: "The fourth old man's illness, please ask your friends."

"Okay, if he believes in me, I'll heal him. If it doesn't, then forget it." Xuan Yan said lightly.

"Believe, you must believe!" Song Lao's face showed an open smile, and he turned to look at Song Miaohan and ordered.

"Miao Han, let your fourth uncle move to a nursing home and live with me. Although Dr. Yan promised to treat him, he must also get rid of the root of the disease, and he can no longer tolerate his indiscriminate extravagance."

"Okay." Song Miaohan nodded and agreed to come down. She looked at Xuan Yan with a scorching gaze.

After casually chatting a few questions and asking Lao Song a few questions, Xuan Yan began to prepare for treatment. He took out a stack of silver needles from his backpack and placed them in front of Lao Song.

Xuanyan's medical skills are derived from the "Acupuncture and Moxibustion Classic", which is mostly done with needles.

Their medical practice of this vein belongs to the Huangdi Mingtang School of ancient medicine.

It was just that the Huangdi Mingtang School gradually declined during the Song Dynasty. So far, there are few real Huangdi Mingtang School successors, and Xuanyan is one of them.

"Acupuncture, what Xiaoyou learned turned out to be the technique of acupuncture." Song Lao said with a smile.

Xuanyan nodded.

"Doesn't it need to cooperate with traditional Chinese medicine treatment?" Song Miaohan saw that Xuanyan had no long objects besides this set of silver needles and couldn't help asking.

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