Chapter 629: The Art of Tired of Victory, the Golden Needle Stunt
Ye Qiu was very surprised.
Why is Mr. Qian cursed?
Mr. Qian is a very famous educator. According to common sense, there should be no enemies. Who is it that wants to kill Mr. Qian?
Besides, Mr. Qian is already old. Even if he is not cursed, he may not live for many years, so why bother?
Ye Qiu carefully searched Mr. Qian's body again, and after several minutes, he looked away.
"Xiaoye, have you found anything?" Zhang Jiuling asked.
Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang were shocked. Has this guy found the cause of his illness?
"I knew that as long as you took action, you would be able to find out something." Zhang Jiuling asked: "What is the cause of Qian Lao's illness?"
Qian Jinglan couldn't help but ask: "Qiu'er, what disease does your grandpa suffer from?"
Ye Qiu replied: "Grandpa is not sick."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Qian Bowen and Qian Weidong had doubts about Ye Qiu's identity as a miracle doctor, but when they heard Ye Qiu's words, they felt even colder in their hearts.
It seems that this nephew's medical skills are not as good as Zhang Jiuling said.
Qian Weidong said: "My father is so sick, how could he not be sick?"
Qian Bowen then said: "Ye Qiu, why don't you take a closer look."
"No need to look, grandpa is indeed not sick." Ye Qiu said: "It is precisely because grandpa is not sick that several seniors jointly made a diagnosis and found no cause of the disease."
Nie Xueliang couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Then why is Qian always like this?"
"curse!"
Ye Qiu spit out two words.
curse?
The three masters of Chinese medicine looked at each other with a hint of horror in their eyes.
"Curse?" Qian Weidong was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't this statement too incredible?"
"It's not only unbelievable, it's simply chaotic..."
Qian Bowen wanted to say that Ye Qiu was playing the piano randomly, but when he thought that Ye Qiu was his nephew, it was not appropriate to say so, so he changed his mind and said: "The theory of curse is illusory, it is the dregs of feudal society, and it does not exist at all.
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"Uncle, I know that you have read a lot of books, studied abroad, and admire modern science. But just because you don't know something doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
"I am a doctor and I must be rigorous in treating patients' conditions. I cannot talk nonsense at any time."
"Besides, the person lying here is my grandfather, how could I talk nonsense?"
Qian Bowen was immediately speechless.
"Xiaoye, since you said that Qian always was cursed, do you know how Qian always was cursed?"
Zhang Jiuling asked.
Ye Qiu asked back: "Three seniors, have you ever heard of the art of hating victory?"
The three masters of traditional Chinese medicine shook their heads.
Ye Qiu explained: "The art of hating victory is actually..."
"I know." Qian Bowen suddenly said.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Qian Bowen, a little curious.
Qian Bowen said: "I was invited by CCTV to give a historical lecture on the Tang Dynasty last year. I reviewed a large number of historical materials, and in those historical materials, I saw records of the art of being tired of winning."
"To put it bluntly, the art of hating victory is a kind of witchcraft."
"Historical records show that during the Tang Dynasty during the reign of Emperor Gaozong, Emperor Gaozong blamed Empress Wang for the sudden death of Wu Zetian's daughter. Later, because of insufficient evidence, Emperor Gaozong did not punish Empress Wang."
"But Queen Wang was afraid of Wu Zetian's revenge and was nervous, so she conspired with Concubine Xiao Shu, found a Taoist priest, and used the art of hating to win, hoping to kill Wu Zetian."
"This matter was later learned by Emperor Gaozong. Emperor Gaozong was furious and issued an edict, saying that the Queen and Queen had conspired to poison and used the art of hating victory to assassinate the palace people. They had lost the dignity of the mother of the country and the world, and ordered the Queen and Xiao Shufei to be killed.
They were imprisoned and demoted as common people, and their parents, brothers, etc. were also dismissed from their official positions and exiled to Lingnan."
"That's all I know." Qian Bowen said.
"Uncle is worthy of being a professor. He is very knowledgeable. I admire him." Ye Qiu praised him and then said: "As my uncle said just now, the art of hating victory is actually a kind of witchcraft."
"The ancients used carved peach boards, peach figures, Bagua mirrors, swords, copper coins, and even door gods to suppress bad things from happening."
"If something bad has happened, then using these things can turn the bad thing into a good direction."
"This is actually a method used by the ancients to ward off evil spirits."
"However, if bad people use the art of aversion to victory, the result will be the opposite, accelerating the occurrence of bad things, and even killing people."
Hearing this, Qian Jinglan understood something and asked: "Qiu'er, do you mean that someone used the art of hating victory on your grandpa?"
"That's right. Grandpa was cursed by bad guys who used the art of aversion to victory, which is why grandpa became like this."
Ye Qiudao: "The art of hating victory is inherently mysterious, and the cause of grandpa's illness cannot be found using ordinary medical methods."
He couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
Fortunately, he had mastered the clairvoyance, otherwise, he would not have been able to see the reason for Mr. Qian's coma.
"Xiaoye, since you have seen the problem with Mr. Qian, can you cure it?"
As soon as Zhang Jiuling said this, everyone looked at Ye Qiu.
In addition to curiosity, there is more expectation.
Ye Qiu glanced at everyone, nodded solemnly, and said, "Yes!"
"Then don't waste time and start treating Mr. Qian!" Li Chunfeng couldn't wait to see how Ye Qiu treated Mr. Qian.
Nie Xueliang also watched Ye Qiu's every move.
Ye Qiu took out a cowhide clip from his pocket and quickly spread it out, and each golden needle appeared in everyone's sight.
"Hey, this seems to be Lao Sun's ancestral golden needle?" Nie Xueliang exclaimed.
"Be more confident and remove the likeness. This is the golden needle passed down from our ancestors." Zhang Jiuling said with a smile, "Don't you know it yet? Sun has long since worshiped Ye Qiu as his teacher."
What?
Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang were startled.
They all know Sun Shengshou and their abilities. Although Sun Shengshou's medical skills are not as powerful as theirs, he can definitely be regarded as a famous doctor with outstanding medical skills.
They never expected that Sun Shengshou would become Ye Qiu's disciple at such an old age.
So surprised!
"To tell you the truth, every time I see Xiaoye's methods of treating diseases and saving people, I can't help but have the urge to become his teacher." Zhang Jiuling said with a smile.
Nie Xueliang's eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Li Chunfeng stared closely at Ye Qiu's actions. He saw Ye Qiu take out a seven-inch golden needle from the needle clip, sterilize it, and then pierce Mr. Qian's eyebrows with the tip of the needle, and shouted:
"Soul Soul!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu drove the golden needle into Mr. Qian's eyebrows with one palm.
