Under the watchful eyes of Dr. Zhang and others, He Qing began to perform acupuncture on Mr. Huo. His preparations were very good and he had no problem in front of professionals like Dr. Zhang. He was even more skilled than professional acupuncturists.
He Qing first placed needles on several acupuncture points on Mr. Huo's chest. Each needle was done with ease and there was no sluggish feeling at all.
As for the site where He Qing performed the acupuncture, Hu Min and Mrs. Huo Xiaoyun, two laymen, might not be able to tell anything, but Dr. Zhang is a professional old Chinese medicine practitioner, so he can naturally tell it.
During the technique, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and was secretly shocked: "I didn't expect Xiao He to be so powerful, and he could identify the acupoints so accurately!"
What surprised him even more was He Qing's skillful technique. Although he had been practicing medicine for decades and had done acupuncture countless times, he still felt that he was not as good as him.
"Mr. Huo, are you feeling uncomfortable?" He Qing asked with a smile after pricking a few silver needles.
"Well, no." Mr. Huo shook his head calmly and said, "Not only is it not uncomfortable, but the place where it was stabbed feels warm and quite comfortable."
"That's good." He Qing said happily, "Mr. Huo, I will treat your lung disease first and see if there is any effect after acupuncture."
"Well, okay, everything is up to you." Mr. Huo nodded hurriedly and agreed. He was now convinced of He Qing's acupuncture skills. Just now, he was worried that the other party was young and had no experience.
It may be painful or otherwise uncomfortable.
Hu Min and others who stood aside and watched the acupuncture attentively also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, they also hoped that He Qing's acupuncture would be effective and nothing unexpected would happen.
Next, not long after, He Qing inserted a few more silver needles into acupuncture points around his lungs.
Every time a needle was inserted, Mr. Huo's face seemed to relax a little. He looked very comfortable.
During this process, Dr. Zhang stared unblinkingly. The more he watched, the more curious he became. In his eyes, He Qing's acupuncture technique was at its peak and superb.
He admired the other party's skills more and more, thinking that since He Qing was so good, wouldn't the Chinese medicine practitioner who taught him be a miracle doctor?
Dr. Ke Zhang really can't think of any other traditional Chinese medicine doctor in China who has such skills. Acupuncture can achieve that level.
"Mr. Huo, it's done." After inserting the last silver needle, He Qing exhaled and said, "It's done now. You lie down for a while first, and then I will remove the needle for you."
"Is this all right?" Mr. Huo asked.
"Well, that's enough." He Qing nodded, "How do you feel now?"
Mr. Huo said with a smile: "It's very comfortable. It feels warm around the lungs, as if there is a warm fire baking it."
"Oh, really? That's right." He Qing nodded happily and said, "This is the effect I want."
"It's amazing, it can produce that kind of effect!" Secretly, Dr. Zhang, who had been standing nearby and paying close attention to the acupuncture process, thought to himself.
He admired He Qing endlessly. He thought that the other party's skills were beyond the reach of ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners, and he himself did not have the confidence to compare with it, because it could be seen from Mr. Huo's reaction that the acupuncture effect just now
Obviously. The place where acupuncture is applied can actually make people feel warm and cozy, which is simply incredible.
In fact, Dr. Zhang figured it out. There are endless mysteries in the acupoints and meridians of the human body. Acupuncture uses the method of reinforcing and purging to coordinate the functions of the meridians and acupuncture points to restore them to normal, thereby improving the physical condition.
"Dr. Zhang, Brother He's acupuncture techniques are really good!" Mr. Huo suddenly praised loudly.
"Yes, I saw it too." Dr. Zhang nodded heavily, "The technique is very professional, the needles are administered with precision and skill. Today is an eye-opener!"
"Dr. Zhang, you are flattering me." He Qing said modestly, "I am really trying to do acupuncture in front of a master like you!"
"No! What's the matter?!" Dr. Zhang shook his head vigorously and said, "That's your true ability! I admire you very much! I have never seen an acupuncturist with such good skills as you.
The main thing is that one injection can have a great effect, not to mention you are still so young, your future is really unlimited!"
Dr. Zhang and Mr. Huo praised He Qing one by one. He Qing just shook his head and said it was nothing. He would wait until he could cure Mr. Huo's disease.
After enough time passed, He Qing took out the silver needles one by one.
"Mr. Huo, the acupuncture is complete, how do you feel now?" After putting away the silver needles, He Qing asked again.
"Okay, very good!" Mr. Huo nodded happily, "Brother He, you are really good at answering your lips. Your acupuncture is so amazing!"
At this moment, his face was obviously much rosier, and he seemed to be full of energy when speaking. He did not look like an old patient suffering from severe consumption, who even had no strength to speak.
"Sir, you seem to be feeling much better suddenly!" Seeing that Mr. Huo's complexion had softened a lot and he had become more energetic when speaking, Xiaoyun was surprised and happy, and quickly rushed over to help her husband who was about to sit up from the bed.
"Yes, your complexion is indeed much better!" Dr. Zhang couldn't help but said in surprise, "Xiao He, how on earth did you do it?! This is simply a miracle!"
He Qing shook his head and smiled meaningfully: "That's it. As long as it works."
He didn't explain much. Although Dr. Zhang was very curious, he was embarrassed to ask for details. After all, it might be a medical skill passed down from family and would not be passed on to others.
"Brother He, I suddenly have confidence now!" Mr. Huo smiled happily, "I didn't expect your medical skills to be so high, even better than I thought. Judging from this situation, are you really sure to cure me?"
Is this disease completely cured?!”
When asked this question, Mr. Huo sounded very excited, and his excitement was palpable.
He Qing nodded solemnly and said, "Well, I'm still sure."
"Is it true?!" Mr. Huo said in a trembling voice, "Let me say this first. If you can really cure my disease, then I can give you anything. You can take anything away from my house. I will give you any treasure."
I won’t hesitate to give it to you!”
He Qing said with a smile: "Mr. Huo, you are too polite. Let's get cured first and then talk."
He said that, but he was thinking in his heart: "Is it okay for me to take away the piece of mutton-fat jade?!"
Mr. Huo spent more than one billion to buy that piece of top-quality mutton-fat jade from him, and it has now become a precious collection in his family collection.
According to what he said, he could also take away the top-grade Hetian jade worth more than one billion yuan.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of enthusiasm in his heart. It seemed that the stone was destined to him. After all, it still belonged to him and no one else could take it away.
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