Jin Hao took the needle and said to Yu Mingguang, "Watch with wide eyes, I will only do this once! Juan'er, take off your father's shirt!"
"Oh...Okay!!" Mao Rongjuan ignored her shyness and quickly took off Mao Zhenggen's shirt, revealing her skinny chest. She now trusted Jin Hao unprincipledly.
Jin Hao took out a broiler needle, shook it on Mao Zhenggen's chest, and quickly inserted it into an acupuncture point. Yu Mingguang, who was watching from the side, raised his eyebrows. Such a fast and accurate technique was no less than experienced.
But this was a unique skill he had practiced for decades. When he took it, he felt his eyes were dazzled, Jin Hao had already inserted all the dozen or so needles into the acupuncture points accurately.
"Young man, who did you learn this from?!" Yu Mingguang's eyes have changed from watching to admiring. He thinks that he is one of the few acupuncture masters in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, but today he saw a stronger master.
.This precise acupuncture technique alone is beyond his reach.
"I said he was a medical fairy, do you believe it?" Jin Hao smiled, and then clasped his middle fingers and thumbs with both hands, flicking the top of the needle rapidly and rhythmically like cotton to stimulate the acupuncture points.
"Kowloon Acupuncture Hand!!" Yu Mingguang opened his mouth in surprise when he saw it, and his whole body trembled with excitement. This is a long-lost method of stimulating acupuncture points.
He only learned about the introduction of this magical technique in ancestral medical books, and the specific operation technique has been lost for hundreds of years. This technique can stimulate acupuncture points and Qi meridians to generate energy fluctuations more than simply turning the needle, and it can also efficiently
Achieve synchronous stimulation of acupoints, Qi and pulses that is simply impossible with ordinary techniques.
"Take it! Blood Transformation Palm!!!" Jin Hao stopped the dazzling Nine Dragons point-exploring hand, and with lightning speed, he took out all the needles and threw them on the ground, and then turned into a fist.
He slapped the patient's chest hard with his palm.
"Blood Transforming Palm?!"
Yu Mingguang was completely shocked at this moment, and his mind went blank with a bang. This seemingly ordinary palm actually contained deep inner strength of the Wu family. This is the secret skill of the ancient miracle doctor Ghost Crying Shou, known as a palm that cries ghosts and gods.
, use strong internal force to directly break the patient's lesions and turn them into dirty blood to be discharged.
This miraculous secret skill of traditional Chinese medicine has gone beyond the scope of modern people's thinking. He had only heard his grandfather mention this magical skill a little bit. At that time, he thought it was just a folk legend. Unexpectedly, he saw this unique secret skill with his own eyes today.
"Ah~!!!" Mao Rongjuan screamed and covered her face.
"It's done!!" Jin Hao retracted his hand and quickly helped Mao Zhenggen up, only to hear Mao Zhenggen make a sound of "vomit" and spit out several mouthfuls of black blood.
"Dad!! How are you?!" Mao Rongjuan quickly supported Mao Zhenggen, took out a tissue and wiped the blood from the corner of Mao Zhenggen's mouth.
"Eh? I... my heart doesn't hurt anymore!!!" Mao Zhenggen was pleasantly surprised to find that the angina pectoris that had been bothering him for half his life had disappeared, and his face immediately turned rosy.
Yu Mingguang, who woke up from the shock, walked forward, bowed his head and asked respectfully, "This little comrade! What's your name?! Who taught you your medical skills?!"
"This..." Dr. Turtle's eyes at the back are even more protruding. He has always looked down on the mysterious traditional Chinese medicine, and believes that Western medicine from foreigners is the right way to treat. Today I know what the magical method of traditional Chinese medicine is.
His heart felt cold and cold.
Jin Hao ignored Yu Mingguang, stood up and said to Mao Rongjuan, "Go through the discharge procedures for dad, don't waste money here."
"Really? That's great!!" Mao Rongjuan nodded excitedly and said to Mao Zhenggen: "Dad, let's get out of the hospital!!"
"Haha! Okay! Okay! Dad has never felt so comfortable! Juan'er, you have found a good son-in-law for dad. Your mother is alive and happy now." Mao Zhenggen smiled and grabbed it by himself.
After getting dressed and putting on his clothes, Gu Lu got out of bed in one go, his movements were quicker than those of a young man.
"What...Dad!!" Mao Rongjuan supported her father and looked at Jin Hao who was standing aside with some anxiety. She didn't necessarily think she was her girlfriend.
"Young man! Can we talk?! I really want to learn from you!" Yu Mingguang rubbed his hands with a cheeky face, feeling that he had returned to the days when he was a young apprentice. Kowloon hole-exploring hand! Blood-transforming cotton palm!! These are all
It is a secret skill that has been lost for hundreds of years. This young man must have received guidance from an expert. If he can learn these two tricks, he will be able to become one of the top masters of traditional Chinese medicine.
Jin Hao shook his head resolutely and said seriously, "Comrade Dean, no need! Remember, doctors have a parental heart! The patient may be just a bunch of organs in your eyes, but it is a piece of the world for the patient's family. I hope you will
We must treat patients more seriously in the future, so that tragedies of misdiagnosis like this don’t happen again!”.
"Don't be superstitious about the Western medicine of those foreign devils. Compared with our Chinese traditional medicine, they are nothing!" Jin Hao glared at Yang Ye who was hiding behind Yu Mingguang again.
"Yes, yes..." Yang Ye no longer had the arrogant look he had just now, and nodded like a deflated balloon.
"Yes...we will definitely improve in the future, we will definitely improve." Yu Mingguang nodded repeatedly, having been trained by Jin Hao and losing his temper. He knew that such a secret skill would not be easily passed on to him.
"The miracle doctor...where is the miracle doctor?!"
"I will offer you 100,000!! Please help my father to be cured!!"
"I'll give you 200,000 yuan to save my son!!"
"Miracle doctor! Please treat my mother quickly. I will give you whatever money you have!!"
At this time, there was a noisy sound from the door of the ward. It turned out that there was a miracle doctor here who cured the patient with one palm. The news spread in the hospital at an incredible speed. Family members of patients from all floors and wards flocked over to treat the little
The door to the ward was packed. Fortunately, the security guard at the door blocked the door and prevented these family members from rushing in.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet! This is a hospital, please pay attention to order!" Yu Mingguang was sweating anxiously and raised his hands to comfort the excited family members of the patients. This time it was really a big deal.
"Damn it! You're overdoing your pretense!" Jin Hao heard that one of them was as big as two, and if he treated so many people, would his life be shortened?!
"What should I do?! Brother?! I can't get out of the door!" Mao Rongjuan looked anxiously at the excited crowd at the door, not knowing what to do.
"You and Dad fight back, I'll withdraw first! Call us!!" Jin Hao looked at the window and rushed to the window as he spoke. He grabbed the steel guardrail of the window with both hands and broke it. The guardrail was like noodles.
The same thing opened up, and Jinhao ducked out.
"Brother!!!" Mao Rongjuan screamed in fright and rushed to the window. This was the fifteenth floor. She would not die if she jumped like this.
