Chapter 173 A Bowl of Medicine and Several Needles

"I'll make a detoxification potion. E┡novel WwㄟW.Ω1XIAOSHUO.COM" Wang Yao said.

"Oh, that's really a good fortune to see the magic of the little friend again." Mr. Sang said happily after hearing this.

There are just a few "detoxification herbs" in Wang Yao's storage grid.

a single room,

A bowl of ordinary hot water,

A few green grass leaves like jade,

dissolves like water,

A medicine, very simple.

Wang Yao brought such a bowl of clear water to the sick bed.

"Give him a drink."

Mr. Sang glanced at the bowl of clear water, his eyes full of anticipation.

Immediately after taking the medicine, the patient's body began to tremble slightly.

"How is this going?"

"Don't rush."

Vomit, the patient lying on the bed vomited, because he couldn't get up and was unprepared, the vomit with a foul smell splashed a piece.

"This is?"

"It's part of the poison in him." Mr. Sang said, he is more and more curious about Wang Yao's identity now.

What line of descendants is it that is able to concoct such a drug with amazing medicinal effects? Could it be that it has been lost for a long time and is just the line of the legendary "King of Medicine"?

The patient's body gradually returned to calm.

"Let me see."

Mr. Sang took a pulse check, and then untied the patient's clothes.

There were many bruises on the body of the unconscious Mr. Zhou, which seemed to be fist marks and palm marks on closer inspection.

Looking at this scene, Wang Yao has a better understanding of the "martial arts" and "jianghu" described by Zhou Xiong just now.

Sang Lao then took out a cloth bag from the medicine box he was carrying,

After spreading it out, it was a row of silver needles.

"Acupuncture?!"

Wang Yao's eyes lit up when he saw this.

The journey of medicine is extensive and profound, but in fact, the rough division is nothing more than "diagnosis" and "treatment".

The so-called "diagnosis" refers to diagnosis, clarifying the condition, and diagnosing the cause of disease. Among them, "seeing, smelling and questioning" is one of them.

The so-called "cure" refers to curing diseases, eliminating pain, and restoring health. There are more methods, such as massage, acupuncture, medicine, etc., but Wang Yao now only has the means of "medicine", which is somewhat lacking.

Mr. Sang is very accurate in identifying the acupuncture points, but the needles are very slow, unlike the descriptions in movies or novels, where he penetrates all at once. His acupuncture points are mainly concentrated between the chest and abdomen, which should be to stimulate the viscera. That's where the most toxins accumulate. After the needle was inserted, Mr. Sang still rotated the silver needle from time to time.

During the whole process, Wang Yao saw that he was very focused. In order to become a real "pharmacist", acupuncture is a skill he must master.

He has firmly memorized the distribution of acupuncture points and veins in the human body. These things are included in the knowledge instilled in him by the system, but there are no acupuncture techniques or methods of identifying acupuncture points. This medical technique is not explained in detail.

The so-called "what you get on paper will eventually become superficial, and you must do it yourself when you know it."

Knowledge is knowledge, practice is practice, the two complement each other and are indispensable.

After the injection, after waiting for a while, Mr. Sang tried the pulse again, and then began to gradually reduce the injection.

The order of lowering the needles and the order of closing the needles are different.

Acupuncture is a medical technique as well as a profound knowledge.

This set of medical skills seems to be quite exhausting, Mr. Sang went to the side room to rest after receiving the needles.

"I'm getting old, and my energy is not good, my little friend, I'll go over and have a rest first."

"it is good."

Wang Yao got up and sent him to the door, then returned to the bed, and stretched out his hand to test his pulse.

Sure enough, the effect was much better than just taking the potion made from "Detoxifying Grass". This acupuncture has its own mysteries.

Lianshan County thousands of miles away.

In the morning, Wang Mingbao brought the potion prepared by Wang Yao to his uncle's house.

"Uncle, this is the medicine Wang Yao prescribed. It is applied externally and taken internally. You can try it and see how it works." Wang Mingbao said.

"Okay, let's try."

Over the past few days, Wang Mingbao's uncle has been suffering from this disease. The malignant sores on his back are like fire, and emit a stench, which makes him feel uncomfortable. He can't sleep at night. Various medicines have no effect, and I still have diarrhea all day long, and feel nauseated after eating.

"I hope it will be useful." This is the inner prayer of the couple.

His aunt carefully applied the medicine to her husband. Immediately, Wang Mingbao's uncle felt a coolness on his back, which was very comfortable. The burning feeling before was immediately suppressed. things.

effective!

He immediately realized that the drug was working.

"Give me a drink."

The medicine juice is slightly bitter, and the mouth is pungent and cool. A stream of clear water flows into the stomach, and then spreads quickly, and the stomach is also cool.

Both the inside and outside of the body are cool and complement each other.

"How do you feel, Uncle?"

"It's much more comfortable." Wang Mingbao's uncle said, "Xiaoyao really has a way!"

"That's right!" Wang Mingbao said proudly, he also felt proud that his brother was capable.

"Thank you Xiaoyao for me, by the way, how much is this medicine?"

"Don't worry about this, I'll just tell him to forget, don't forget to use the medicine to get the method, I'm leaving."

"Hey, don't rush to leave, let's go after eating?"

"No, I still have something to do in the shop." Wang Mingbao left in a hurry.

"This child!" said his aunt.

"Forget it, let him go."

"I don't know why that guy went to Cangzhou, and he went there overnight." Wang Mingbao was thinking while driving.

Cangzhou Zhoujia Village.

After waking up, Zhou Wuyi was able to speak and eat liquid food.

There was such a big change in less than a day, which made people who knew the truth admire Wang Yao, a young man.

In addition to treating the illness, Zhou Xiong brought his son here for Wang Yao to diagnose.

"Hello, Uncle." Zhou Wukang was also very happy to see Wang Yao again.

"Hi Xiaokang, long time no see."

The results of the diagnosis were acceptable. His physical condition had improved compared to when he left Lianshan County, but it was limited, especially in that arm, and the child deteriorated further.

"Didn't you invite Mr. Sang to see Xiaokang's disease?" Wang Yao asked. After this brief contact, he could already see that the very kind Mr. Sang is a veritable apricot master with superb medical skills. Although Xiaokang's disease is strange, if he sees it at the place where he is sick, he should be able to treat it.

"I asked him to take a look, but it's too late. If he hadn't given the acupuncture treatment, I'm afraid Xiaokang's arm would have been disabled long ago, and his body would have been even worse." Zhou Xiong said.

"It's late, Mr. Sang hasn't been living here all the time?"

"No, although he has a great reputation in Cangzhou and is known as a miracle doctor, he has not been here for a long time. He only comes back here at a fixed time every year. The rest of the time is when the dragon does not see the end. In the past two years, he has been here a little bit. It's better, in the past few years, I often didn't come back for a year." Zhou Xiong said.

"This time uncle was able to hang his life before you came, thanks to the old man who happened to be in Cangzhou, and he had some friendship with the Zhou family, so he was able to invite him over."

"I think this old gentleman is very kind?"

"Yes, he not only has excellent medical skills, but also has higher medical ethics. He used to treat patients for free. Now that he is old, although he has less time to see patients, his fees are very low. A few disciples also made requests, and many of them accepted his favor." Zhou Xiong said.

"admire!"

Hearing this, Wang Yao sincerely praised, this kind of character is really rare in today's materialistic society!

In another room, Zhou Ying was talking with Mr. Sang.

"Some time ago, Xiaoxiong and his son went to see that Dr. Wang?"

"Yes."

"So it's because of him that Xiaokang's illness has improved?" Mr. Sang said.

"Yes." Zhou Xiong simply replied, without saying too much.

"You still talk so little!"

"It's okay." Zhou Ying said.

"That Dr. Wang's medical skills are indeed extraordinary. He has such abilities at such a young age, which is much better than my stupid apprentices." Sang Guzi said with a smile.

"You're too humble. The senior brothers are now famous in Cangzhou, and senior brother Lu is even more powerful." Zhou Ying said.

"Him? The provincial capital may not be suitable." Mr. Sang said.

"There is one more thing to trouble you."

"What's up?"

"About Dr. Wang, I hope you can keep it a secret," Zhou Ying said.

"Haha, don't worry, my old man knows this well." Mr. Sang said.

After taking the antidote prepared by Wang Yao and the effect of Mr. Sang's acupuncture, Mr. Zhou Yiyi's health seems to be getting better, but he is still not out of danger. The toxins in his body have not been completely pulled out. , and his rebellious context is a big problem, if he is not treated as soon as possible, even if his life is saved, he will become a useless person or a fool.

"Forgive me for asking, does your uncle know the legendary inner strength?"

Wang Yao asked Zhou Xiong curiously, because when he took the pulse of old man Zhou, he found a vague aura in his body, this was the first time he encountered such a situation since he took the pulse of so many people.

"Yes, the so-called internal strength is the internal energy." Zhou Xiong said, "It is also thanks to this internal energy that he was able to hold his breath until Mr. Sang and you."

"Your uncle is also a kung fu master, right?"

"Well, my uncle has practiced martial arts for nearly 60 years, he has cultivated both internally and externally, he has a kung fu, and he has almost reached the realm of perfection. This time, it would not be like this if it wasn't for Xiao Xiao's conspiracy." Zhou Xiong said.

"Aren't they open and aboveboard when they compete, the kind who put on the ring?"

"Hehe, no." Zhou Xiong said, "The place where Uncle and that man competed was on a mountain peak, and there were only a few people watching."

"Then how could it be plotted against?"

"That person used a concealed weapon, a poisonous concealed weapon. Not only Uncle, several people watching the battle were also injured, but it was not as serious as Uncle. By the time we heard the sound and rushed over, it was already too late." Zhou Xiong said.