Of course, the production process of the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill is too complicated and will take some time. If Jiang Zhihao wants to complete his plan, he still needs to use Angong Niuhuang Pill to calm the old man.
Later, Lu Tiande restrained his unnecessary thoughts and began to concentrate on giving Meng Shufeng acupuncture treatment.
Several palm-long Niuhao needles were pierced into Meng Shufeng's forehead, which made Fei Hongdan jump with fear. Wouldn't such long needles kill people?
But regardless of Lu Tiande's identity as a medical expert or Jiang Zhihao's ability to casually take out 30 million, she did not dare to question it easily.
After about forty minutes, Lu Tiande pulled out Niu Hao's needle and said: "Treatment needs to be gradual and cannot be rushed. Today, let's relieve his intracranial pressure a little bit, and then slowly resolve the congestion. I'll do a dredging here.
According to the recipe, you take the medicine and cook it for him to drink."
Fei Hongdan quickly came over to take the prescription, nodding his thanks continuously.
Lu Tiande responded politely, and then looked at Jiang Zhihao impatiently.
Jiang Zhihao naturally understood what he meant, and smiled and handed him the two papers he had prepared earlier, saying: "One is the method for making the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill, and the other is the specific acupuncture formula for the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Point.
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Lu Tiande took the two pieces of paper with his hands full of piety. The paper was light and weightless. But to him, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
This old man, who had already stood at the top of the Chinese medicine world, was shaking all over and with tears in his eyes.
He never thought that when he was half buried in the loess, he would have the opportunity to see such a treasure.
Holding the paper as if it were an imperial edict, Lu Tiande bowed deeply to Jiang Zhihao: "Mr. Jiang, these two pieces of paper will give Chinese medicine new life. On behalf of Chinese medicine practitioners all over the world, thank you!"
Jiang Zhihao knew what these two things meant to Chinese medicine. He accepted Lu Tiande's bow calmly, then helped him up and said, "No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank yourself."
Lu Tiande looked up at him and asked with some confusion: "Thank myself?"
"If you treat me with contempt and disdain because of your status as a master of Chinese medicine, you will naturally have no chance of getting this thing." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
Lu Tiande was startled for a moment, then he laughed, this was indeed true.
From the first meeting, Lu Tiande did not have any disdain for Jiang Zhihao. At most, he only had academic doubts.
His attitude fully shows that this person has a righteous heart and will not rely on his strength to deliberately suppress others.
Jiang Zhihao felt more at ease after putting these two things in Lu Tiande's hands.
If it were anyone else, he would be afraid that the other party would keep it to themselves.
Of course, making the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill is not that easy. Even if ordinary people know the recipe, they have no chance to gather the ingredients.
As for the Thirteen Acupuncture Needles at the Ghost Point, it requires an extremely deep understanding of acupuncture. If the level is not enough, it will be useless to obtain the medicinal formula.
After getting the things, Lu Tiande didn't delay any more and immediately had people start preparing the medicinal materials.
Just the eighteen rare main medicines required him to search all over the world. Although the dozens of auxiliary medicines that followed were not so precious, it would take a certain amount of time to collect them all.
Before getting all the medicinal materials, Jiang Zhihao decided to take Lu Tiande to see his grandfather.