Zhao Yan was very fast, and his acupuncture technique was different from that of ordinary doctors.
When others inserted needles, they would directly find the acupoints and slowly insert them.
And when Zhao Yan inserted the needle, he directly inserted the needle into the alcohol lamp.
Then, he crossed his thumb and index finger, and gently tapped the end of the needle handle with his index finger.
Xia Wuqi's eyes widened.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and amazement.
So acupuncture could be done like this?
Heavens! What medical skills had he learned all these years?
Wang Jian also looked curiously and asked Xia Wuqi beside him.
"Old Xia, Mr. Zhao's acupuncture technique seems to be different from yours.”
"But yesterday, when he used the golden needles at the free clinic, he did use the same method as you.”
Xia Wuqie nodded. He might have heard Wang Jian's question.
Or maybe he didn't listen.
He looked at Zhao Yan's hand.
Zhao Yan moved extremely fast, and within a few seconds, Ying Zheng's body was covered with silver needles.
It was not until the last needle popped out of his head that he heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Xia Wuqi quickly handed over his handkerchief and asked,""Young Master, your acupuncture technique.”
"This is strange. This old master has never seen such a needle inserting technique.”
"Is there any other magical effect of inserting the needle like this?”
What Zhao Yan used was only a commonly used acupuncture technique in modern Chinese medicine, the bullet technique.
However, for Great Qin, which had just started to understand Chinese medicine, this was quite rare.
"Ordinary acupuncture can actually cure many diseases," explained Zhao Yan.”
"But this warrior's body is different from others.”
"And the bullet handle technique I used just now can make the tip of the needle active.”
"After stimulating the essence, it increases the sense of qi.”
"After you get your qi, continue to use the flicking technique to keep your qi.”
"However, this method cannot be used too frequently, or it will backfire.”
As the saying went,"A man lives in one breath."
Once the qi in his body was activated, he would retain it.
Walking around the body where the needle was inserted could greatly activate the vitality of the human body.
The toxins in Ying Zheng's five viscera and six bowels had accumulated quite heavily.
He also had to adjust his body's functions to the best.
This way, the treatment would be twice as effective.
Zhao Yan's explanation made Wang Jian confused.
However, Xia Wuqie's eyes lit up when he heard that. He wanted to serve tea and call him Master on the spot.
"Then what's the order of inserting the needles?”
Xia Wuqi's curiosity was piqued, and he kept asking.
Zhao Yan did not hide anything and directly said,"These are the twenty-four needles of the Ghost Gate."
"The order of the needles is slightly different from the Ghost Gate's Thirteen Needles. I added eleven more needles.”
"But you must not rashly find someone to perform this acupuncture technique.”
Xia Wuqie exclaimed when he heard about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.
When he heard that this was the young mister's innovative acupuncture technique based on the Ghost Gate's Thirteen Needles, he could not help but praise it.
"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate was used by the divine doctor Bian Que. It can cure illnesses and evil, and will never recur after recovery.”
"Mister, are you under Mister Bianque's lineage?”
Zhao Yan thought about it. Bian Que was the founder of Chinese medicine.
He could barely be considered his disciple…
"I've learned a little…" he said vaguely.
What was wrong with this old man?
Was he also a doctor?
Why were they asking professional questions?
Hearing Bianque's name, Wang Jian could not help becoming serious too.
No wonder this young mister's medical skills were superb.
It turned out that he was the disciple of the divine doctor, Bianque.
However, looking at his age, he should be the grand disciple of Mr. Bianque.
Moreover, looking at this young mister's appearance, it was likely that he had already surpassed his master.
Ying Zheng was sitting there calmly, although he was not allowed to speak because of a needle in his face.
However, he listened attentively to their conversation.
Mr. Zhao had informed him in advance about the places where he would feel pain when he was inserting the needles.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that this young mister's medical skills were divine!
No wonder the people of Liquan County respected him so much.
this man
He had to rope them in.
Wang Jian listened to Xia Wuqi pulling Zhao Yan along.
"Young Master, how long do you want to keep this needle?" he asked.”
The First Emperor was stabbed into half a porcupine, and he could not sit still.
"It'll be enough in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea," said Zhao Yan with a smile.”
"I'm going out for a while. Wake me up outside in ten minutes.”
Zhao Yan slowly packed his things. Xia Wuqi ignored Wang Jian's signal and followed behind Zhao Yan.
Looking at Wang Jian, Ying Zheng remembered that he could not move his face, so he could only suppress his desire to speak.
Zhao Yan went out to take a look. There was no one in the clinic.
After a long morning, it was almost lunchtime.
There was another patient inside, and the other two people would have to wait for him before they left.
Thinking about how he wanted to build a good relationship with them, he might as well cook a meal for them?
The more Zhao Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. He turned around and prepared to tell them.
Behind him, an old man had been looking at him with bright eyes.
Zhao Yan was shocked when he turned around.
F * ck!
This longing gaze…
Uncle, don't look at me like that!
Zhao Yan rubbed the goosebumps on his body.
"Uh…Old Sir, is there anything else?”
Xia Wuqi scratched his head awkwardly. Then, he became serious and cupped his hands at Zhao Yan.
"Mr. Zhao, to be honest, I'm also a doctor.”
Zhao Yan looked at him in confusion and nodded.
He had probably guessed it.
Then, Xia Wuqi said seriously,""This old man has been a doctor for decades."
"I think my medical skills are passable."
"But after meeting you today, I know that there are always people better than you.”
"If Mister Zhao doesn't mind, I'm willing to give you the courtesy of a disciple.”
Zhao Yan looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.
The old man in front of him had white hair and a white beard.
"Old Xia, forgive me for being blunt, but how old are you this year? You want to take me as your master?"
Xia Wuqi nodded seriously.”
"But Mister is a genius."
"I am ashamed of my inferiority."
"If I can really get you to answer my questions, I will be satisfied in this life.”
Xia Wuqi was Ying Zheng's imperial physician.
His position in the hearts of the doctors in Great Qin was not high.
He had many disciples and grand-disciples.
However, a person of such status was willing to bow to Zhao Yan as a disciple after witnessing his medical skills.
Just so that Zhao Yan could occasionally help him clear his doubts.
In this era where Confucianism was weak, Legalism was dominant, and Ying Zheng was in power, such a thing was not considered rare.
However…
He did not intend to take in a disciple now. He was afraid that this old man would be disappointed.
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