The acupuncture method used by Mo Wen is a set of yin and yang interest-producing acupuncture methods. This acupuncture method is a very neutral set of acupuncture methods and can cure all kinds of diseases. Most diseases can be treated with this acupuncture method.
Because the secret of yin and yang life-producing acupuncture is to derive qi, combine yin and yang to produce life qi, replenish essence, repair the body, and stimulate potential. All diseases can be relieved by this acupuncture.
However, because of the positive and neutral nature of the Yin-Yang Breathing Acupuncture, it can be effective in almost any disease. However, it also cannot treat some stubborn diseases, and the effect is minimal when it comes to some very unsophisticated and difficult diseases.
However, for organ failure, Yin Yang Xing Xing Acupuncture is the right medicine for the disease, which is just right.
Give Wang Huiru an injection once a day to stimulate her body's potential and awaken her internal organs. With the injection of life, her kidney function will gradually recover, and various diseases caused by it will disappear.
Mo Wen estimated that after four days of treatment once a day, Wang Huiru's body would return to a very good state. At that time, she would need to recuperate in the hospital for a period of time before she could be discharged from the hospital.
It's not that Mo Wen doesn't want to do more, but he promised Shen Jing to accompany her to attend an expert seminar in Shanghai next week, so he can only spare a few days to help Wang Huiru with his treatment.
At the beginning, Wang Huiru was still a little nervous, but after the golden needle penetrated her body and there was no pain as she imagined, she gradually relaxed.
The golden needles kept shaking in front of her eyes, and the golden light flickered, which seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and she actually fell into a deep sleep.
After about half an hour, Mo Wen stopped and gradually removed the golden needle from Wang Huiru's body.
Although the treatment did not last long, Mo Wen was sweating profusely and his shirt was soaked.
To use the Yin-Yang Breathing Acupuncture, naturally it is not just a matter of inserting the gold needle into the acupuncture point, but it must be coordinated with your own internal Qi.
Only when the two internal qi, one yin and one yang, derive from each other can the effect of the yin and yang breath-generating needle be maximized.
Internal Qi cultivation is still too low!
Mo Wen secretly sighed. In the past, the Yin-Yang Breathing Needle could be used in a few minutes without any pressure. Now his cultivation level is indeed a bit low, and he almost stopped the treatment due to lack of internal energy in the later stage.
Fortunately, the ancient Mingyang needle is a sacred instrument of medicine and can independently generate Yin and Yang Qi, which saved him a lot of effort.
"Brother Mo, how is the effect?"
Seeing Mo Wen stop, Han Jiangong came up curiously. He now completely admired Mo Wen. He had such powerful acupuncture skills at such a young age. It was definitely not easy!
"It's okay. I'll be able to recover after a few more days of treatment."
Mo Wen exhaled and said.
"real."
Han Jiangong was shocked. Although he knew that Mo Wen must have good means, it was too amazing to be able to bring back a person who was about to die in a few days.
For Wang Huiru's illness, they had no choice but to transplant a healthy organ.
Could it be that just a few injections can rejuvenate the patient's vitality?
He stepped forward to check on the patient's condition. At this time, Wang Huiru was sweating unknowingly, but her complexion improved a lot.
Han Jiangong has never practiced ancient martial arts, so it is naturally impossible to use internal energy to detect the patient's condition, but the various advanced medical equipment in the ward accurately reflect the patient's condition.
"Sure enough, the functions of various organs have recovered a lot, and the kidneys that were on the verge of failure have also regained their vitality."
Han Jiangong let out a long breath and looked at Mo Wen with shock in his eyes. To be able to do this, he was like Hua Tuo, the most extraordinary doctor in the world.
He said before that he should not ask the miracle doctor, and there was an element of exaggeration in it, but now, he is completely convinced.
Given Wang Huiru's current condition, if their hospital pays close attention and provides timely treatment, they can save the patient without performing an organ transplant.
Of course, he would not say such things. Since Mo Wen was willing to treat him, how could he act stupidly? If there was an accident, it would be difficult to end if he messed up. And if he could observe Mo Wen more and treat him a few times, it would be a good idea for him.
It's also good for him.
After coming out of the hospital, Mo Wen took a taxi back to school. After a lot of trouble, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening.
When I returned to the dormitory, I found that the lights were on in the hall and there seemed to be people there.
"Dongfang Yi."
Mo Wen took a quick look and saw Dongfang Yi sitting on the sofa in the hall, playing with a laptop.
He seemed to like the sofa in the lobby very much. Mo Wen found him sitting on the sofa alone many times and meditating.
"Don't ask. It's impolite to interrupt other people's work."
Dongfang Yi turned his attention away from the computer and looked at Mo Wen who walked in, with an evil smile on his lips.
"Alright then."
Mo Wen pursed his lips, raised his hand to signal, and prepared to walk into his room.
"You're quite leisurely, don't you know you've caused quite a bit of trouble?"
Dongfang Yi looked at Mo Wen playfully and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Mo Wen.
"How about a drink?"
He took out a bottle of red wine from nowhere. It was a red wine produced by Chateau Lafite in 1982. The Lafite red wine of that year was rated 10 points, which can be said to be the best among wines.
Dongfang Yi placed two wine glasses on the table, filled them up respectively, and made an invitation gesture.
Mo Wen smiled, walked to the sofa opposite Dongfang Yi and sat down. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The bitterness contained a sweet taste, and the aroma of the wine filled the air. It still lingered after entering the throat.
However, Mo Wen didn’t have the habit of drinking red wine, and he didn’t have the awareness of wine tasting, so he couldn’t be said to be good or bad.
"First time drinking red wine?"
Dongfang Yi took a sip of the wine and looked at Mo Wen funny. From Mo Wen's subtle expression, he knew that a glass of precious red wine was wasted. For a person who doesn't know how to taste wine, drinking 82-year-old Lafite is simply a waste.
, maybe giving him a cup of Erguotou will make him feel better.
"Rarely drink."
Mo Wen smiled nonchalantly. He drank once before at a class reunion, but it wasn't the first time.
As for wine, although I can’t say I have a hobby, I do like to drink a little, but it is not the wine of this world.
"You dare to beat Su Boyu into a pig's head and still act as if nothing happened. You are not simple."
Dongfang Yi looked at Mo Wen playfully. He obviously already knew what happened in the cafeteria in the afternoon.
Mo Wen smiled and drank the red wine in the glass without saying anything about the matter.
"You are really wasting your resources!"
Seeing Mo Wen, he drank all the red wine in the glass like boiling water, which made Dongfang Yi feel a little distressed.
"Whether it's wasteful or not is what you think. Drinking is a pleasure. What you drink is mellow and what I drink is refreshing. There is essentially no difference. It is wrong to put your ideas on others."
Don't put the wine glass back on the table carelessly. Drinking is a process from your mouth to your stomach. No matter how you drink, just be comfortable.
"That makes sense."
Dongfang Yi nodded slightly, but agreed with Mo Wen's words.
"You stopped me, didn't you just treat me to a drink?" Mo Wen looked at Dongfang Yi calmly, his eyes never wavering.
"I can't find out your life experience, it's very interesting."
Dongfang Yi looked at Mo Wen somewhat thoughtfully, his back sinking deeply into the sofa, and the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he was interested in something.