Wan Lao slowly stood up, shook his head and said: "Master Zhu, who did such a cruel thing? He broke Zhu Zhifang's Yang Veins with one palm. Although this palm did not cause any harm to the body, it could
Once the Yang pulse is broken and the Yang Qi is dispersed, Zhu Zhifang is afraid that she will not be able to have sex in the future!"
As expected of Wan Lao, Zhu Zhengqing didn't tell anyone about Zhu Zhifang's condition. He knew it clearly just by taking a pulse.
However, this was not what Zhu Zhengqing wanted to hear. He said anxiously: "Wan Lao, I just want to ask, can my grandson be saved?"
What's the difference between becoming a human eunuch and a ghost or not, and dying?
Men must never say no. Once nothing is possible anymore, it will be even worse than death.
Wan Lao smiled bitterly and said: "Once the tendons and veins are broken, how can it be cured?"
After hearing Wan Lao's words, Zhu Zhengqing's face turned extremely pale, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.
"But" Wanlao said with a sudden change of tone.
Before Wan Lao could say anything, Zhu Zhengqing interrupted him and asked hurriedly: "But what?"
Wan Lao said meaningfully: "The acupuncture technique of traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years and is extensive and profound. Some acupuncture techniques have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. However, today's medical sage Huangfu Changkong has thirteen needles in his hand. It is said that even if a person reaches the gate of hell,
He can also be saved."
"Master Zhu, go find the Medical Saint Huangfu Changkong. There is still a slight chance," Wan Lao said solemnly.
Modern Western medicine has no effect on Zhu Zhifang.
Zhu Zhengqing could only find a miracle doctor in Chinese medicine. When he heard the name of the medical sage Huangfu Changkong, Zhu Zhengqing's eyes immediately shone.
However, Wan Lao said that there is only a slight chance, which shows that the hope of curing Zhu Zhifang is still very slim.
Zhu Zhengqing couldn't help but ask: "If the medical sage Huangfu Changkong is also helpless, who should I turn to?"
"There is another person you can try too!" Wan Lao said.
Zhu Zhengqing quickly said: "Who?"
Wan Lao said with bright eyes: "Now he is a famous little miracle doctor in the capital, Lu Xuan!"
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When Wan Lao said Lu Xuan's name, the entire Zhu family fell silent.
Everyone in the Zhu family believes that Lu Xuan did this. Even if no evidence can be found, they still think that Lu Xuan did it.
And Lu Xuan beat Zhu Zhifang into a cripple, will he save him again? How is that possible!
Wan Lao said: "Lu Xuan's medical skills are obvious to all. The Eighteen Needles of Huitian, this acupuncture method, has a total of eighteen needles. It is said that this eighteenth needle has the effect of breaking and then erecting, and bringing the dead back to life!"
"If Lu Xuan masters this eighteenth needle, there is a glimmer of hope to save Zhu Zhifang," Wan Lao said with a smile while stroking his long beard.
The medical sage Huangfu Changkong and the little miracle doctor Lu Xuan are definitely the two most powerful miracle doctors in contemporary Chinese medicine!
However, it is really difficult to judge who is more powerful.
"Wan Lao, thank you, I know what to do," Zhu Zhengqing said.
"Then I'll take my leave first," Wan Lao said, cupping his fists.
Since there is no use staying here, it is better to leave as soon as possible!
Zhu Zhengqing quickly ordered someone from the Zhu family and said, "Go and see Wan Lao off!"
After Wan Lao left, Zhu Zhengqing sneered in his heart, Lu Xuan? How could I beg him? Maybe even if I begged him, he wouldn't save me.
Then you will lose face!
Therefore, Zhu Zhengqing has already thought about it. Tomorrow he will visit the medical sage Huangfu Changkong and ask him to take action!
At this time, the door of the ward opened with a creak, and Zhu Zesong walked in from the door. Zhu Zhengqing saw a drop of blood on his collar at the first glance, frowned and said: "Zesong, are you injured?"
Zhu Zesong nodded and said: "That kid Lu Xuan is really cunning. The agents of the Tiger Group of the Secret Service went to investigate and found no trace at all. Moreover, I even tried him and was injured by him."
"No flaws at all?" Zhu Zhengqing asked.
Zhu Zesong nodded and said: "No!"
"Father, is it possible that the mysterious killer is really not Lu Xuan?" Zhu Zesong asked tentatively.
Zhu Zhengqing sneered and said: "Lu Xuan is really powerful. His anti-reconnaissance methods are so sophisticated. The more flawless he is, the more there are problems. You have to understand this!"
Hearing his father's words, Zhu Zesong's eyes lit up. His father was worthy of being a veteran. It was true. The more no problems there were, the more problems there were.
Perhaps Lu Xuan had already made precise arrangements before taking action, and various anti-reconnaissance methods were emerging in endlessly. It was really amazing!
Zhu Zesong had to admire him.
"No matter what, I will make Lu Xuan pay the price," Zhu Zesong gritted his teeth.
"That's right, father!"
Zhu Zesong was still more worried about his son's physical condition and asked: "It seems that Wan Lao came just now. What did he say? Can Zhifang be saved?"
"The hope is very slim, but there is still a glimmer of a chance," Zhu Zhengqing said seriously: "Wan Lao showed us the way. There are two people in the capital who can save Zhifang."
"Which two people?"
"One is Medical Saint Huangfu Changkong, and the other is Lu Xuan!"
Hearing Lu Xuan's name, Zhu Zesong's heart was shocked, and his eyes became even more sinister. He gritted his teeth and said: "How could Lu Xuan rescue him? He wishes Zhifang was dead, so we should go
Visit the medical sage Huangfu Changkong and ask him to take action, and then go to Lu Xuan to settle the score!"
"That's all we can do," Zhu Zhengqing sighed.
In fact, Zhu Zhengqing also knew in his heart that hope was really slim.
"Ahem"
Zhu Zhifang's coughing sound came from the hospital bed, and Zhu Zhengqing and Zhu Zhifang walked over quickly.
I saw Zhu Zhifang slowly opening his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he immediately felt the chill in his lower body, and shouted in horror: "What's wrong with my body? Why do I feel so cold down there?"
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After hearing Zhu Zhifang's words, Zhu Zesong and Zhu Zhengqing fell silent.
Originally they were not going to tell Zhu Zhifang, but since he had noticed physical abnormalities, they might as well tell him the truth.
Zhu Zhengqing sighed and said: "Zhifang, your muscles and veins were diagnosed by the killer with one palm, and the yang energy in your body was shaken away, so you"
Zhu Zhengqing didn't know what to say next. He kept shaking his head, his heart aching.
Zhu Zesong clenched his fists, feeling distressed and angry.
Zhu Zhifang was not a fool. How could he not hear what grandpa meant? His pupils became absent-minded, and he scratched his head in pain and said: "No, no, how could I become a useless person?