Chapter 367 Pretending to be 13 also requires capital
What’s better than giving health?
This is Ye Chenyu’s gift, a slap in the face.%&*”;
Dongcheng Weibin felt his face was burning. He was proud that he had given the pipe queen as a gift and Zhang Zhuanxu accepted it without concealing his love.
However, Ye Chenyu took another shortcut at this time. He understood the weakness of the old man's physical illness and launched frequent attacks. He also wanted to personally administer acupuncture to treat stubborn respiratory diseases. This was not a disguised statement. The gift he gave was actually murderous poison.
The gift from Ye Chenyu is the best gift. What is a complete slap in the face?
However, today, when Western medicine is prosperous and traditional Chinese medicine is declining, there are very few people who are good at traditional Chinese medicine, and there are even fewer Chinese medicine experts who can apply acupuncture. Ye Chenyu is as young as Zhang Yujia, but Er Er, he is not
I believe that Ye Chenyu can really do this. He is looking forward to it. He is looking forward to Ye Chenyu's true colors being revealed after having a onion stuck in his nose and pretending to be an elephant. When the time comes, he will give Ye Chenyu a hard blow and completely kill Ye Chenyu, the bastard who has made him furious.
Beat him to death and be kicked out completely.
"Sister-in-law, come on!"
Mother Wu brought a box of silver needles and lowered her voice to cheer for Ye Chenyu.
From the moment she walked in, she had noticed Ye Chenyu's performance.
Wu Ma has been in the Zhang family for twenty or thirty years and has met many outstanding young people, but she just likes Ye Chenyu's performance and spares no effort to support her. On the contrary, she has never looked down upon the two brothers of the noble Dongcheng family.
, without even looking at it.
"Wu Ma, don't worry, I will definitely behave well."
Ye Chenyu took the silver needle and said with a smile: "Old man, take off your shirt!"
"good."
Zhang Zhuanxu didn't hesitate much, and quickly took off his shirt, revealing his back that was scarred from the Anti-Japanese War era, which was a bit shocking...|i^
Ye Chenyu was also slightly stunned.
After having more contact with Song Peipei, he knew that for any soldier, the scars on the body were actually a symbol of glory. The more scars, the more outstanding the military exploits, and he couldn't help but admire the old man even more.
"rise!"
Even though Ye Chenyu's cultivation level no longer exists and he cannot activate his true energy, his ancient martial arts foundation is still there. With a flick of his hands at the same time, 8 silver needles were pinched between his ten fingers.
His knowledge of acupuncture points exceeds that of everyone present. He does not need to use the naked eye to see it. He can find it accurately just by feeling it. When his palm brushes against it, Zhang Zhuanxu does not feel any pain at all. Even everyone
His eyes were still blind, but the step of pricking the acupuncture points with silver needles had been completed. While the tip of the needle trembled slightly, he followed the same method and used it nine times, pricking 72 needles and ingesting 72 acupuncture points.
"drink!"
Immediately.
Ye Chenyu shouted again. It was a powerful "qi" accumulated in the body. This Qi was not true Qi, nor inner Qi, but the "Qi" of human's unique spiritual Qi. Along his fingers,
The silver needle gurgled down, and with Ye Chenyu's unparalleled and unique method, it penetrated into the old man's air pockets, and made a buzzing sound like an electric current, which was amazing.
Soon, streams of white smoke like water vapor rose up from the old man's back. His whole body was dripping with sweat, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and his expression was extremely painful.
"Ye Chenyu, grandpa, what's wrong? Is there any danger?"
Such an acupuncture effect was unprecedented. Even Zhang Yuting, who had great confidence in Ye Chenyu, felt nervous and asked.
After the acupuncture was completed, Ye Chenyu was sweating profusely. He took three steps back and said firmly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"Although the old man's main illness is respiratory disease, he came from the war years and has too many old injuries. Especially in rainy weather, his whole body is in pain. What I am doing now is to remove the bruises in his body.
Perfect and re-strengthen the body's functions as much as possible to rejuvenate him. It's a pity that my cultivation level is no longer there, otherwise I could use such means to cleanse his menstrual marrow and become thirty years younger."
"That's good."
Zhang Yuting felt relieved.
After hearing Ye Chenyu's words, Zhang Ruifeng and his wife's eyes couldn't help but light up. They looked at Ye Chenyu carefully again and found more differences. They had more concerns in their hearts and relaxed their hearts that were already in their throats.
Stop and watch the changes.
"Wu Ma, please prepare a spittoon. If nothing happens, the old man will spit out a lot of thick phlegm soon."
Not long after, Ye Chenyu suddenly spoke up.
"Okay!"
Wu Ma was very cooperative and quickly brought a spittoon over.
"Cough cough cough..."
Just as Ye Chenyu expected, not long after, the old man started coughing violently and his throat was brimming. Seeing the situation, Wu Ma immediately handed the spittoon to him.
As soon as the old man opened his eyes, he felt vented, and a strong and pungent stench came out. He seemed to have lived a new life, and he slumped on the old man's chair, breathing heavily.
Zhang Yujia was gentle and considerate. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the old man's sweaty head.
"Hahaha, Jia'er, grandpa will do it himself."
But the old man's energy was obvious, his energy was stronger, his voice was like a bell, and he quickly regained his strength.
"Dad, how do you feel?"
Zhang Ruifeng and his wife asked eagerly.
"Okay, it's better than ever. I feel like my breath has never been so smooth and transparent. It seems that this brat Ye Chenyu is really capable, hahaha... I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch now."
Ye Chenyu was speechless for a while: "I said, old man, can't you just stay still? Now that 72 silver needles are still stuck in your body, aren't you afraid of the blood flowing back and am I afraid? If you are regarded as a quack again, I will
Do you still dare to give injections in the future?"
While speaking, Ye Chenyu glanced in the direction of the Dongcheng family intentionally or unintentionally. The meaning couldn't be simpler: I'm talking about you bastards.
"Pretend to be 13."
Dongcheng Weilin snorted, not loudly.
But Ye Chenyu's hearing was so amazing, every word fell into his ears. Even when he walked up to Dongcheng Weilin: "You said I'm pretending to be 13?"
"That's right."
Dongcheng Weilin didn't expect that his muttering would be caught by Ye Chenyu, his "lifetime enemy", but he still risked it: "Isn't it just that he knows how to prick acupuncture points with a silver needle? As long as he is willing to learn, who can't?
"
"Really?"
Ye Chenyu stretched and grinned: "Didn't you say that you are very knowledgeable about antique calligraphy and painting?"
"At least better than you."
"If that's the case, let me tell you with cruel facts, pretending to be 14 also requires capital."
"You, it's not okay yet."
"You don't even have the qualifications to be my opponent."
