"Doctor Zhang, are you here?! Come in quickly!" Seeing the housekeeper leading an old man who looked like a doctor in, Hu Min hurriedly stood up to greet him.
It turned out that the doctor was really here. In fact, He Qing could tell at a glance that the person who came was the "miraculous doctor" that Hu Min mentioned. It was just strange that the "treasure light" emanating from the other person's body was so strong.
That thick red light was emitted from the medicine box on the doctor's back, indicating that there was some old antique in the box. That thing must be of great collectible value, otherwise how could it emit such a strong spiritual light.
For a moment, He Qing wondered what the treasure stored in the medicine box would be.
But he was certain that the thing must be related to doctors and was used to treat or treat illnesses.
Although he didn't know what the "antiques" Dr. Zhang brought with him were, he could easily detect the situation because he only had to focus his eyes to see the ins and outs of the thing.
"Mr. Hu, how is Mr. Huo's condition now?" Dr. Zhang asked anxiously after walking up.
Hu Min replied: "Fortunately, it shouldn't be very serious, but you'd better go upstairs and have a look, so as not to cause any trouble."
"Well, I'll go see him right away." Dr. Zhang nodded quickly and agreed, and then he quickly walked upstairs under the leadership of Hu Min to diagnose Mr. Huo.
"Brother He, when are we going back? Are you not leaving today?" Zhao Baowen suddenly asked.
He Qing nodded without hesitation: "Well, I won't go back today. It's getting late."
It is inconvenient to return to Uzbekistan in the afternoon. Moreover, Mr. Huo suddenly fell ill and his condition is unknown. How can he leave with peace of mind? He has to wait until he is sure that the other party is okay.
In addition, He Qing also has a very important thing to do, which is to find out the origin of the "baoguang" and see what is in Dr. Zhang's medicine box.
Dr. Zhang and Hu Min left in such a hurry just now that he had no time to use his eyesight to see clearly.
"Brother Qing, will Mr. Huo be okay?" Lin Haitao asked worriedly.
He Qing shook his head gently and said: "I don't know. But it should be nothing serious. Haitao, let's not leave yet. Let's talk about it after Dr. Zhang and the others come down. Let's see what the doctor says. We are laymen and we can't tell.
What."
"Well. I hope everything is fine with him." Lin Haitao nodded solemnly.
About a quarter of an hour later, Hu Min, who had sent Dr. Zhang upstairs, came down.
"Mr. Hu, how is the situation?" He Qing asked eagerly as soon as he saw Hu Min walking down.
Hu Min replied: "Dr. Zhang said it was okay and is now giving him acupuncture. Whenever Mr. Huo got sick in the past, Dr. Zhang did the same thing. After each acupuncture, Mr. Huo would feel much better."
"Doing acupuncture?" He Qing asked in surprise, "So Dr. Zhang is an old Chinese medicine practitioner?!"
"Yes, he is an old Chinese doctor!" Hu Min nodded heavily, "His medical skills are very good! You may not know that Dr. Zhang is a miracle doctor, and he is very good at treating difficult and stubborn diseases.
There is a set of techniques, especially his acupuncture techniques, that are simply unparalleled in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture!"
"Really?!" He Qing couldn't help but admired, "That's really good. With such a miracle doctor by our side, we should feel relieved."
"Yes." Hu Min replied, "His ancestors really had a miracle doctor. It is said that their ancestor is known as the 'King of Needles'. A silver needle can save lives and heal the wounded, and can rejuvenate the body. There are many legends about Huo!
I don’t know how many doctors my husband had seen before for his disease. He had tried both Western medicine and Chinese medicine, but none of them had any effect. Later, after meeting Dr. Zhang, his condition improved. Alas, if it weren’t for Mr. Zhang, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, who kept seeing and treating Mr. Huo
, that situation is really difficult to predict!”
"That's it!" He Qing suddenly understood and nodded. He knew about acupuncture, but because he had never been exposed to this aspect, and he always saw Western medicine when he was sick, he didn't know much. However, he did not deny the existence of traditional Chinese medicine.
Since traditional Chinese medicine was used to treat diseases in ancient China, there must be a reason for its existence and its secret.
Hearing Hu Min talk about Dr. Zhang and his ancestor's medical deeds, He Qing expressed his sincere admiration. Having such a good doctor is good news to patients.
I don’t know how long it took before Dr. Zhang came down from upstairs.
"Doctor Zhang——" Hu Min greeted quickly.
"Mr. Hu, you can rest assured." Doctor Zhang smiled and nodded, "Mr. Huo is fine now. He will take some medicine and rest well, and he will recover in a few days. But don't drink anymore, especially
It’s a liquor with a relatively high alcohol content.”
"I know, I will definitely persuade him!" Hu Min nodded hurriedly and agreed.
Later, Dr. Zhang came over, and Hu Min briefly introduced He Qing to Dr. Zhang.
After getting to know each other, Dr. Zhang sat down and chatted with He Qing and others.
He Qing also talked casually, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the medicine box placed by Dr. Zhang on the table beside him.
Naturally, what he paid attention to was the "treasure light" emitting from the box. He was very interested in it and just wanted to find out.
While Dr. Zhang was chatting with Hu Min, He Qing took advantage of this gap to secretly stare at the red light.
Soon, the spiritual light gathered in front of his eyes, and a trace of red light poured into his eyes.
After a while, he learned what the treasure was from the "images" that passed before his eyes. It turned out that what was placed in Dr. Zhang's medicine box was not some other treasure, but a pack of silver needles. Yes, it was a pack of silver needles.
There are about ten seals in the package. Those silver needles have been used by Zhang's family, not only Dr. Zhang, but also some old Chinese medicine practitioners from his ancestors. They used them to give people acupuncture.
"It turned out to be just a few silver needles!" After reading it, He Qing had a look of surprise on his face. At the same time, he felt a bit disappointed.
He originally thought that the thing that emitted a strong "treasure light" was some kind of big treasure, but who knew it was just a few silver needles. Those silver needles were not exactly antiques, at least not for people who like to collect such things.
many.
However, everyone has their own hobbies. For Dr. Zhang and those who know acupuncture, it may be a treasure worth collecting.
"Eh?!"
Suddenly, He Qing felt dizzy, but he soon recovered.
Instantly, his eyes widened because he was deeply aware that countless new memories were pouring into his mind.
"Acupuncture knowledge?!" When he clearly realized what the newly integrated memory was about, He Qing was secretly shocked, and then couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy.
It turns out that he can also absorb "artistic inspiration" from those silver needles and integrate the acupuncture skills condensed on them.
In fact, he should have thought of this a long time ago. Since those silver needles emit such a strong spiritual light, they can absorb skills from them.
Silver needles are used for acupuncture, which naturally corresponds to knowledge related to acupuncture. Now he has completely absorbed the acupuncture technology concentrated on those silver needles, not only the essence of Dr. Zhang's medical skills, but also the acupuncture of his ancestors.
Techniques may even include the acupuncture skills of the founder of the Zhang family, who is known as the "King of Acupuncture".
This is undoubtedly a great good thing for He Qing, and it is an unexpected surprise.
In an instant, he jumped from an ordinary person who knew almost nothing about medical skills to a Chinese doctor with miraculous acupuncture technology!
But if you think about it carefully, it's not very strange. Since he can absorb the tea art from the purple clay pot and the painting skills from the ancient paintings, he can also absorb the acupuncture technology from the antique silver needles.
"Mr. Zhang, may I ask, what is the current status of Mr. Huo's illness?" After the excitement gradually calmed down, He Qing suddenly asked Dr. Zhang intentionally or unintentionally.
Dr. Zhang answered truthfully: "Xiao He, you may not understand Mr. Huo's condition. He has disease in two major organs. One is the liver. The disease in the liver is more serious. He is already in the advanced stage of cirrhosis. Then
This disease is difficult to cure. The second part is in his lungs, and the lung disease is also very serious. The disease in this area should be more serious now, because it directly affects his breathing problems. Once he gets sick, he may suffocate or even die.
…”
He stopped abruptly at this point, but He Qing and the others knew what he wanted to say, which meant that Mr. Huo's lung disease might kill him at any time. From this situation, it can be judged that Mr. Huo's physical condition was very bad.
He may not survive much longer, as liver disease and lung disease may shorten his life significantly.
"Cirrhosis of the liver? Pulmonary disease?" Hearing this, He Qing took a breath of cold air and muttered secretly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Doctor Zhang, is there no way to cure it completely?" Lin Haitao couldn't help but ask.
Doctor Zhang shook his head vigorously and said: "No, that kind of chronic disease is very difficult to cure! It is almost the same as cancer. In medicine, cancer has always been a difficulty. Neither traditional Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can overcome this so-called disease.
It is the most terminal disease.”
He Qing said disapprovingly: "Dr. Zhang, after all, Mr. Huo's disease has not developed to the level of cancer, right?"
Dr. Zhang nodded and said: "That's not true. It is definitely much better than cancer. These are basically two properties."
He Qing said: "That's it. Since it's not cancer, it should be easy to treat."
At this moment, Dr. Zhang and Lin Haitao didn't pay much attention to his words, because they couldn't think of anything. He Qing was just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with the profession of doctor. What insights would he have.
However, none of them knew that at that moment, He Qing had absorbed the magical acupuncture technology from the nine silver needles by accident, and he should be sure to cure Mr. Huo's disease. (