Chapter 22: Shocking the Xu Family with Eighteen Needles
"Mr. Zhou, I will let you see Mr. Xu recover."
Hong Yu said to Zhou Wenchang.
Immediately, he turned to look at Xu Da: "Boss Xu, how are you thinking?"
Xu Da saw that Hong Yu was so confident.
In addition, the old man's current physical condition may not last long.
Just take a gamble.
He didn't hesitate, looked at Hong Yu, nodded and said: "Xiao Hong, in that case, I'll leave it to you."
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Hong Yu strode towards the bed.
"Wait a minute."
At this time, Xu Rong, the second son of the Xu family, suddenly stepped forward, blocked Hong Yu with his body, and said:
"Boy, what if you fail to cure my father?"
Hong Yu said coldly: "Then what do you want?"
Xu Rong snorted: "If you fail to cure my father, kneel on the ground and kowtow to Mr. Zhou to admit your mistake."
"And, like a dog, crawl out of here."
Hong Yu frowned, feeling that the other party's request was a bit excessive.
He was willing to take action out of good intentions. Unexpectedly, the other party was so harsh and mean.
If that's the case, don't blame him for being rude.
Hong Yu said: "But if I am cured, what will you do?"
Xu Rong chuckled, not believing that a young boy like Hong Yu could cure his father's disease, and said, "You can do whatever you want."
"Well."
Hong Yu said calmly: "I don't have high demands. Just like you, just kneel on the ground, kowtow to me three times and say: Mr. Hong, I was wrong."
"Boy, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to my dad like that?" A young man in the room said angrily.
His name is Xu Xiaohui, and he is Xu Rong's son.
Afterwards, many Xu family members shouted angrily at Hong Yu.
Xu Rong is the number two person in the Xu family and manages many businesses of the Xu family. How can a shabby boy be humiliated casually?
Hong Yu chuckled, looked at Xu Rong and said, "It seems that you don't dare anymore?"
"In this case, it's okay if I don't treat it."
With that said, he was about to leave the room.
"Who said I don't dare anymore?"
Xu Rong said in a deep voice: "You can treat my father. If he is cured, I will immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow to you to apologize."
"If it can't be cured, don't forget about Chengruo just now. Otherwise, my Xu family will have a hard time getting in and out."
Hong Yu said: "I will also give these words to you."
"Okay, second brother, don't embarrass Xiao Hong here. Let Xiao Hong treat his father quickly." Xu Da said.
"snort!"
Xu Rong snorted coldly at Hong Yu and moved out of the way.
Hong Yu walked to the bed, looked at Mr. Xu lying on the bed with silver needles inserted into his body, and said lightly:
"Mr. Zhou, it seems that you want to use acupuncture to stimulate the veins in Mr. Xu's body and awaken Mr. Xu's consciousness and energy?"
Zhou Wenchang looked slightly surprised. It seemed that this yellow-haired boy didn't understand everything.
He actually knows some acupuncture techniques.
He raised his chest and raised his head, looked at Hong Yu, and said arrogantly: "Yes, as the saying goes, a person lives with one breath. This breath, in the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, refers to the essence."
"As long as a person has energy and spirit, he can be immune to all diseases. But once the energy and spirit are not good enough, he is often easily invaded by diseases."
"So, I will first use acupuncture to lift Mr. Xu's energy and spirit..."
Hong Yu said: "Mr. Zhou, what you said makes sense."
"It's a pity that your acupuncture skills are too poor. I'm afraid you won't be able to improve Mr. Xu's vitality, but will easily make Mr. Xu fall into the pain of acupuncture."
Hearing this, Zhou Wenchang's face suddenly darkened: "Boy, what nonsense are you talking about, and you actually question my acupuncture skills?"
"I tell you, my acupuncture skills are passed down from my ancestors."
"My ancestor Zhou Taigong was once the imperial physician in the imperial palace."
Xu Rong and other descendants of the Xu family shouted: "Boy, if you want to be cured, get cured. Don't babble here. You can't make irresponsible remarks about Mr. Zhou's acupuncture skills."
Hong Yu shook his head and sighed, knowing that these people held Zhou Wenchang's medical skills too sacred.
Even Zhou Wenchang himself felt that his medical skills had reached the stage of perfection and he could not listen to anyone's criticism.
"Forget it, I will let you see what real acupuncture is today."
While talking, Hong Yu pulled out the silver needles from Mr. Xu's body one by one.
"Boy, what are you doing?"
Zhou Wenchang shouted: "Did you know that some needles are used to protect Mr. Xu's heart..."
However, before he could say anything, his eyes froze and widened.
I saw that Hong Yu had already used the first shot.
Pricked at the "Tanzhong Point" on Mr. Xu's chest.
The moment the silver needle fell, it was like a dragonfly dancing on Mr. Xu's body.
"This...is this the 'Dragon Wagging Tail' needle in the 'Nine Soul-Reviving Needles'?"
Zhou Wenchang suddenly screamed, his face full of disbelief.
In the room, everyone's expressions changed.
I don’t know why Mr. Zhou is so excited.
They also saw the first needle inserted by Hong Yu. Although it was a bit novel that the silver needle would vibrate slightly after being inserted, they were not so surprised, right?
Xu Da asked curiously: "Mr. Zhou, what are the nine soul-reviving needles and the dragon wagging its tail?"
Zhou Wenchang didn't dare to look away from the acupuncture movements in Hong Yu's hands, for fear of missing it, he murmured:
"The Nine Soul-Reviving Needles is an ancient medical technique, created by the miracle doctor Hua Tuo. It is a supreme acupuncture technique."
"I was fortunate enough to read some introduction about the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles in the medical notes of my ancestors. According to legend, this acupuncture technique has nine needles in total, and the first of them is the 'dragon wagging its tail' needle."
"It is said that after the nine needles are applied, even the soul of the dying person can be brought back."
"I can't believe it, I can't believe that today I, Zhou Wenchang, can actually see this lost acupuncture technique with my own eyes."
The words are full of excitement and excitement.
When everyone in the Xu family heard this, their faces became shocked.
They looked at Hong Yu with wide eyes and said to themselves:
"Is this kid really so powerful that he actually knows the acupuncture technique created by the miracle doctor Hua Tuo?"
"So, is there hope for the old man's illness?" Hope arose in the hearts of everyone in the Xu family.
At this time, Hong Yu was so focused on administering acupuncture that he didn't even notice the changes in everyone's expressions.
Moreover, what he performed was not the "Nine Soul-Reviving Needles", but the Wuji Immortal Sect's unique acupuncture technique, called: "The Eighteen Life-Destroying Needles".
This acupuncture technique can not only cure diseases and save people, but it can also kill people.
As Hong Yu's second and third needles continued to fall.
Zhou Wenchang's eyes opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened wider and wider.
As the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.
Zhou Wenchang clearly observed that Mr. Xu's complexion was gradually changing as Hong Yu continued to apply acupuncture.
From the original pale color, it became rosy.
Moreover, the rise and fall frequency of the chest is slowly increasing.
This shows that Mr. Xu's breathing has become normal from the weak before.
"Second, this acupuncture technique is so wonderful, it's like a magical technique."
Zhou Wenchang kept humming in his mouth, his eyes were red with excitement, like a martial arts fanatic who had seen a peerless magical skill.