Yang Xuelian, the head of the Yang family, also said: "Mr. Lin, you've already come, why don't you just sit down for a while. It won't take long to treat his grandfather, but if he can't be cured, I'll ask you later."
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Lin Xiao interrupted Yang Xuelian and said: "I've made it very clear. What I'm worried about is not that he can't be cured, but that Yang Bochuan's condition will get worse. I've said this for the sake of it, it's up to you to believe it or not.
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Yang Ming sneered repeatedly: "Mom, don't worry, he is scaring you. I have confidence in my medical skills."
"Really? Then wait, don't kneel down and beg me!"
Lin Xiao said angrily.
Yang Ming turned around and ignored Lin Xiao.
He unbuttoned Yang Bochuan's clothes, exposing Yang Bochuan's chest, and then pierced three silver needles into Yang Bochuan's chest acupoints with a wave of his hand.
Three silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points, and Yang Bochuan's body suddenly trembled violently.
Without any hesitation, Yang Ming stabbed three silver needles again, and then three more.
In just a few minutes, all nine silver needles pierced Yang Bochuan's chest acupuncture points, and the needle tails were still trembling slightly.
As if playing a piano, Yang Bochuan gently stroked the Thirteen Mysterious Needles with both hands. The tails of the Thirteen Mysterious Needles vibrated even more violently, and the vibration frequency of each silver needle was also different.
This uses vibrating silver needles to stimulate acupuncture points.
This is one of the beauties of the Thirteen Mysterious Needles.
Under the stimulation of the nine silver needles, Yang Bochuan's face began to turn rosy and his lips turned bloody.
Seeing this change, Yang Ming showed a deep smile on his face.
"Did you see that my treatment is already effective?"
Hearing Yang Ming's words, Yang Xuelian's face showed deep joy, while Yang Shuai and Yang Lan still had tense faces.
Lin Xiao said nothing.
He waited quietly for something to happen.
Because Yang Ming has already made a mistake.
From the beginning, he made mistakes.
Thirteen Mysterious Acupuncture is not only characterized by the trembling and vibration of the needle tail to stimulate acupuncture points, the depth of acupuncture inserted into the acupoints is also different, and during the entire treatment process, the depth of acupuncture that has been inserted into the acupoints will also change.
But Yang Ming didn't take this into consideration.
If such a mistake occurs, his treatment is destined to fail, and his Thirteen Mysterious Needles are destined to fail!
Therefore, something will definitely happen to Yang Bochuan!
"This is the last step, Lin Xiao, you should learn from it!"
Yang Ming laughed, holding four silver needles in each hand, and stabbed Yang Bochuan's chest acupuncture points.
Almost at the same time, the nine acupuncture points where Yang Bochuan had been touched before secreted some transparent pus along the silver needles.
Once the pus leaked out, it slid down his chest and flowed onto his clothes and bed.
This pus is the focus of cold body syndrome.
If Yang Ming uses the Thirteen Mysterious Needles to guide all the pus accumulated in Yang Bochuan's body out of the body, then his condition can be recovered.
But is it possible?
In the event of such a mistake, Yang Ming could only channel a part of the total pus out.
Of course, it is also effective to guide some of it.
But if the remaining pus flows into the heart with the blood due to the stimulation of acupuncture, it will be even more troublesome.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yang Bochuan suddenly coughed hard several times, and then slowly opened his eyes.