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"Hey! What are you doing!"
Seeing Zhang Fan¡¯s actions, the female professor immediately screamed. As a professor at a medical school, even if she despises traditional Chinese medicine, she still knows some basic acupuncture points. The Jianjing point has nothing to do with angina pectoris, and Zhang Fan's technique is not acupuncture at all!
"Don't beep blindly if you don't understand!" Zhang Fan turned around and gave the woman a hard look. The anger in his eyes made the female professor take a step back. At that moment, she seemed to have returned to her student days. During her internship, she came up with random ideas about the patient's condition. This was what her bad-tempered instructor said at that time.
After Zhang Fan finished cursing, he quickly inserted the silver needle into the Jianjing point on the other side of the old man's side, and also raised it. When the needle tip was lifted, the old man's whole body twitched.
Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to grab the old man's pulse and took a pulse. The heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach.
The old man¡¯s pulse intensity began to rise and became stable. He opened the old man's eyelids and looked at the whites of his eyes. The cyan color that was originally densely covered in the whites of his eyes began to gradually recede. Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief. His slightly dangerous tactics just now were really laughable.
The old man¡¯s angina pectoris, even if there is a defibrillator to temporarily wake him up, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The root cause lies in the evil spirit that has infected him.
Since ancient times, medicine has been difficult to distinguish between horoscopes. Any good Feng Shui master must know the art of Qi Huang, and a truly brilliant Chinese medicine practitioner must also learn some Feng Shui numerology.
The opposite of Yin evil energy is naturally Yang energy. The human body has the function of producing Yang energy. Old people often say that there are three yang fires in the human body, which are located on the top of the head and on the shoulders. In fact, this position can be more precise, which is the Baihui point on the top of the head and the Jianjing point on the shoulders.
The name Baihui means that the Yang Qi of the three Yang meridians of the hands and feet and the Governor Vessel meet here. Because this point is located on the top of the head of the human body, at the highest point of the human body, the yang energy uploaded from each channel of the human body meets here, so it is named Baihui. The Jianjing point is one of the commonly used acupoints on the gallbladder meridian of Foot Shaoyang. The Qi and blood from the Yangwei pulse and the Qi and blood from the Tianliao point on the Hand Shaoyang meridian merge into the point. Therefore, this point is also the Hand Shaoyang Yang point. Wei's meeting.
Zhang Fan's technique just now is called Yang Yang Lantern in "Yang Gong Mi Lu". It induces the human body to produce a large amount of Yang Qi by strongly stimulating the Jianjing point. Under the invasion of a large amount of Yang Qi, the external Yin evil Qi naturally cannot It remains in the human body for a long time and is gradually excreted from the body.
Seeing the purple color on the old man's lips gradually dissipate, Zhang Fan twisted the silver needle inserted into the acupuncture point a few more times, and then heard a long "Uh-" sound, and the old man on the ground slowly opened his eyes. Eyes opened.
"Grandpa, you're finally awake!" The girl on the side cried with joy and was about to pounce on the old man. Fortunately, the female professor's quick eyesight and quick hands caught her. The silver needle hadn't been pulled out yet. If she pounced on him like this, she wouldn't be able to pierce it all in. .
"I, what's wrong with me? I feel warm and comfortable. Young man, did you give me the needle?" Seeing Zhang Fan pull out all the silver needles, the old man shook his shoulders and sat up from the ground. stand up.
"Yes, old man, how are you feeling now? Does your heart still hurt?" Zhang Fan took the old man's arm and helped him up from the ground, but he was gasping in pain. He was busy saving people just now, and he couldn't help it. I didn't notice that as I was going up and down, several blisters on my butt and thighs had been broken by my clothes. Now that I relaxed, the pain started to rise again.
"No, it's okay. Thank you, young man." The old man took Zhang Fan's hand and kept saying thank you.
Zhang Fan found that this old man was a little different from other old men on the street. He must be over seventy years old, but he doesn't have the feeling of being old. When he stands up, his back is straight.
He took another look at the old man's face, and found that there was a trace of bloody aura hidden between the old man's brows. This aura was different from evil aura, but could only be acquired by killing many people.
Looking at the scars on his body, this old man should have been a soldier, but something is wrong. As the old saying goes, gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people. It is very difficult for Yin evil energy to invade a person who is carrying the blood-killing energy, unless the Yin evil energy itself is extraordinary.
"You're welcome. Now that you've encountered it, there's no reason to ignore it. I'll give you a prescription later, and you can grab some medicine according to the prescription. Although you've recovered now" Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment before continuing. Said: "Old man, can you take me to your home to have a look? I think the problem with your illness this time is not your fault."
"Brother, what do you mean? I'm not angry with grandpa." The girl next to her got the wrong idea and immediately pouted her lips. That look was really cute.
¡°??Yes, I didn't say it was you who was angry. I mean, there might be something wrong with the feng shui of the old man's house, and I want to take a look. "
"Magic stick." The female professor standing next to her gritted her teeth and squeezed out these two words with dissatisfaction. In her opinion, Zhang Fan was able to revive the old man, not because of the greatness of Chinese medicine at all, but mostly because their previous first aid relieved the old man's condition. He used a needle to prick the old man's Jianjing point twice and inflicted pain on the old man. , just woke up.
Zhang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to that woman at all. In his opinion, she was simply unreasonable.
"Young man, you saved my old man. It's okay to go to my house and sit there, but you said the cause of my illness is not in me? Then where is it? Could it be that someone poisoned my old man? "
"It's hard to say. There may be something wrong with some of the furnishings at home, or there may be something wrong with the feng shui of the house itself. I want to find out where the problem lies, otherwise I will save you for nothing," Zhang Fan said. Suddenly, the people around him started talking again.
"Did I hear you correctly? This guy is talking about Feng Shui?"
¡°You¡¯re just kidding, don¡¯t be a fortune teller under a bridge.¡±
"Don't be ridiculous, the fortune teller has a beard after all. Looking at his age, he probably can't even read the Book of Changes."
"That's right, I don't think he rescued the old man. It must have been a female professor who rescued him. He took advantage of him."
Zhang Fan ignored the murmurings of these people. Everyone talked about it and wasted money on it. Even if they argued, what would be the result? Now it all depends on the old man's fate. If the source of the evil spirit is not solved, Zhang Fan dares to conclude that the old man will never survive more than a month.
Seeing Zhang Fan's calm expression, the old man suddenly laughed, "Good boy, I, Liu Changwei, was just like you now when I joined the army to fight against the Americans. What others say is that you can't go. Once you go to the battlefield, you can't come back. It¡¯s all bullshit. The old man is not alive and well. On the contrary, the grass on the graves of those people who said I would never come back is quite high. Let¡¯s go back with the old man and take a look.¡±
When the old man said this, Zhang Fan was very happy and agreed immediately. But before he could take a step, he was stopped by the female professor.
"What, beauty, your Western medicine can't save people, why don't you let me go now?"
The female professor is very beautiful, full of the intellectual beauty of a mature woman, but the more Zhang Fan looks at her, the more he hates her.
"Whether Western medicine can save people or not is not up to you!" Hearing Zhang Fan question his profession, the female professor's face became even colder. "I didn't say I wouldn't let you go, but what about my student's feet?" she pointed. Pointing to Li Shuai who was still sitting on the ground.
"Him?" Zhang Fan sneered, "If you believe in Chinese medicine, just pull out the needle in his leg and rest for a minute or two and he'll be fine. If you don't believe it, just follow your Western medicine methods and treat him however you want, and I won't care. ." After saying that, Zhang Fan took the old man's arm and left without looking back. Only the girl thanked her with a symbolic bow.
"Bah! You damn liars, you Chinese medicine doctors are just a bunch of liars!" Looking at Zhang Fan's sullen back, the female professor's silver teeth almost shattered.
The old man, Liu Changwei, was a veteran who had participated in the War to Resist Japan and Aid Korea. After the war, he did not retire and change careers, but continued to stay in the army. When he retired, he already held the rank of colonel.
He said that Zhang Fan was a young man who was energetic and energetic, which reminded him of those comrades who carried guns together on the battlefield.
When veterans who have actually been on the battlefield mention their comrades, in addition to being proud, they are also somewhat sad. Because some of the partners who get along day and night never come back from the battlefield.
The place where the old man lives is called Rongguang Community. Even Zhang Fan, a real estate agent, has never heard of this community. After the taxi arrived, Zhang Fan realized that this community is extraordinary.
Rongguang Community is not in the city, but on the outskirts of the city. There are no high-rise buildings in the community, single-family villas in the clear water, and even a few small courtyards that are simply blue brick houses.
Of course, this does not mean that the people living there are poor, but that they have a special status. The people standing guard at the gate of the community are not security guards in gray uniforms, but real soldiers.
Taxis are not allowed to enter the community. The three people got out of the car and walked inside. Zhang Fan found that the community was really empty. Many villas were not popular at all. They had obviously been uninhabited for a long time. However, the lawn in front of the villa is still neatly trimmed, and it is obviously taken care of regularly.
?Compared to a residence, this place is more like a temporary place to stay during vacation.
"Old man, do you usually live here?" Zhang Fan looked back at the place facing the gate of the community, his brows furrowed.
Across the street from Rongguang Community is Jiangzhou City¡¯s Martyrs Cemetery. All martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country during the war are buried there. Many of Mr. Liu¡¯s comrades who died at the gunpoint of the Americans should also be buried here. .
"Yes, when we first joined the army, we all agreed to be brothers for the rest of our lives. As a result, some of them left early and slept here. Brothers will live in this life and not in the next. I haven't gone to report to them yet. When the time comes, I can only live here and spend more time with my brothers." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp;Across the street from Rongguang Community is Jiangzhou City¡¯s Martyrs¡¯ Cemetery. Buried inside are martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country during the war. There should also be many burials for Mr. Liu¡¯s comrades who died at the gunpoint of the Americans. it's here.
"Yes, when we first joined the army, we all agreed to be brothers for the rest of our lives. As a result, some of them left early and slept here. Brothers have this life and no next life. I haven't gone to report to them yet. When the time comes, I can only live here and spend more time with my brothers." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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