"Burn mountain fire? What kind of mountain fire?" Zhuge Furong couldn't help but ask.
Liang Renjian's eyes were fixed on the red luster on Zhuge Yu's body in front of him, which was like a burning cloud. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he sighed: "I'm not sure. I just saw in a fragment that there was a kind of magical needle in ancient times."
The method is called "Burning Mountain Fire"!"
"Once this acupuncture method is used, the patient's whole body will glow red like a burning cloud. It is said to be able to unblock the tendons, eliminate stubborn diseases in the patient's body, and even achieve the effect of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow!"
"So, my grandfather's illness can be cured?" Zhuge Furong asked, she didn't care much about "Burning Mountain Fire", she cared more about her grandfather.
Liang Renjian immediately said: "If what Mr. Tang performed is really the ancient "Burning Mountain Fire", your grandfather's disease will naturally be cured. However, it is said that this kind of acupuncture has been lost long ago, but I don't know whether it is true or not."
Zhuge Lili suddenly said in a cold voice: "Is this an ancient acupuncture method? It's just a joke, don't just mess it up like this kid. When the time comes, I'll beat the old man to death, let's see how he ends up!"
Just as she finished speaking, Tang Feng raised his hand again, flicked his wrist, and the silver needle had pierced Zhuge Yu's eyebrows.
In an instant, the red light was blazing, and there was a faint trace of golden light in it. After a few breaths, the red light gradually faded away, but Zhuge Yu's body surface was covered with a layer of dirty black dirt.
"It stinks so bad. It's really disgusting. Why does the old man excrete such dirty things from his body?" Zhuge Lili covered her nose and almost couldn't help but spit it out.
However, Liang Yongjian ignored the unpleasant smell and went up to take a closer look. After a moment, his whole body started to tremble with excitement and he exclaimed: "Yes, this is the ancient acupuncture technique "Burning Mountain Fire". It is absolutely unmistakable. After
Just now, after the silver needles were used to clear the tendons and cut the marrow, the stubborn diseases remaining in the old man's body were eliminated, and his illness is no longer serious."
As if to verify his words, Zhuge Yu, who had been unconscious just now, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with his hands on his back.
"Grandpa, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?" Zhuge Furong's eyes widened with shock on his face.
"I feel..." Zhuge Yu pondered for a while before continuing: "I feel better than ever before!"
After saying that, he took the initiative to get out of bed, and at the same time he jumped up and down. He was in high spirits, and there was no trace of sluggishness at all.
When Zhuge Furong saw this, she froze on the spot, her mouth opened wide, and she couldn't say a word.
In addition, everyone including Liu Tianming and Zhuge Lili were shocked. They couldn't imagine that the person who was still unconscious and almost half-footed in the coffin was cured with just a few golden needles!
Liang Renjian couldn't help but sigh: "It is indeed an ancient magic needle. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. I am able to see it today. It is really a great blessing in my life!"
The other attending doctors also nodded and said: "The power of the ancient divine needle is indeed extraordinary. Its reappearance today is really a blessing to our Chinese medical community. There is hope for the revival of traditional Chinese medicine!"
"This Mr. Tang is truly a miracle doctor, unfathomable!" Everyone sighed.
Zhuge Furong was still in disbelief and couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, Dean Liang, is my grandfather really cured of his illness?"
Liang Renjian smiled and said: "It has naturally recovered. It can be said that there is basically no serious problem. It only takes a few days to rest and replenish some energy, and then you can be discharged from the hospital!"
Zhuge Yu didn't bother to wash off the dirt on his body. He turned to Tang Feng and asked, "Young man, was it you who saved me just now?"
"Grandpa, he is not a young man, he is my boyfriend, his name is Tang Feng." Zhuge Furong interrupted.
But as soon as these words came out, even she was stunned, because she found that when she said that Tang Feng was her boyfriend, she said it so logically.
At that moment, Zhuge Furong had almost forgotten that Tang Feng was only her nominal boyfriend.
Zhuge Yu was also stunned and said in astonishment: "He is your boyfriend, the one you said was a soldier before?"
Zhuge Furong felt that her face was a little hot, but since she had decided to use Tang Feng as a shield, she naturally wanted to continue and nodded: "Yes, that's him."
Zhuge Yu's sharp eyes looked at Tang Feng up and down, as if he wanted to see through him. After a while, he asked: "Have you really been a soldier?"
Tang Feng also looked up at him, but asked: "Can't you see?"
Zhuge Yu couldn't help but be startled. Originally, when the younger generation asked questions from his elders, he would always answer them with a respectful attitude. What's more, Zhuge Yu was the boss of a large group and had a high and powerful position. Over time, he developed this habit.
A kind of power.
In the past, when subordinates faced him, they would generally not be able to speak fluently, but this guy in front of him, let alone stage fright, still vaguely had the initiative.
Even in this guy, Zhuge Yu still felt a mountain-like domineering aura. Although this aura had subsided, Zhuge Yu, who had extensive experience, could still feel it.
"Since you have been a soldier, do you have any scars on your body?" Zhuge Yu asked again.
Tang Feng was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this, because he had no scars on his body. It didn't mean that he had never been on the battlefield or experienced that kind of baptism of blood.
That's just because when facing the enemy, Tang Feng had already killed him before he even had a chance to take action, so it was naturally impossible for him to leave any scars on his body.
Of course Tang Feng could also see that Old Zhuge's body was covered with scars. For an older generation of soldiers like him, the scars on his body were once wounds, but now they symbolize more of a kind of glory.
After thinking about it, Tang Feng said loudly: "I don't have scars on my body. That's because after fifteen years in the army, no enemy has the qualifications to leave scars on me!"
Zhuge Yu couldn't help but feel shocked. He could feel the overwhelming momentum and spirit that unconsciously emerged from Tang Feng's body when he said these words.
"Which army were you in before?" Zhuge Yu suddenly felt curious, and his intuition told him that although the guy in front of him was in his early twenties, his experience was by no means simple.
Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and said two words: "Confidential."
"Not even me?" Zhuge Yu also raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, I've always been tight-lipped."
Tang Feng thought for a while and then said: "Dragon!"
Although he only said one word, others were a little confused when they heard it. However, Zhuge Yu was stunned on the spot, as motionless as if he was petrified. Of course he knew that this dragon naturally represented the Chinese Dragon Group!
Huaxia is the descendant of the dragon.
The Dragon Group is the strongest existence in the Chinese army!
After a long time, Zhuge Yu regained his composure, nodded and said, "Fu Rong, you really have a good sense. I recognize this young man. From now on, he will be the son-in-law of my Zhuge family!"
Zhuge Furong blushed and rolled her eyes: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? When did this guy become the son-in-law of the Zhuge family?"
