"The art of acupuncture! Doctor Huang, let me lend you a silver needle!"
"Yes...yes!"
At this time, in Huang Bingxu's mind, the competition between him and Ren Yun in medical skills was over.
Next, it was time for Huang Bingxu to ask Ren Yun for advice and study.
Someone quickly brought the sterilized silver needle. Huang Bingxu bowed slightly and handed the silver needle to Ren Yun's hand with both hands.
Ren Yun asked the patient to lift up her shirt, hold needles with both hands, and apply needles to acupuncture points on her back, waist and other areas.
"Oh my god...it's the long-lost Fuxi acupuncture technique!"
At this time, Huang Bingxu was on the side and shouted in disbelief.
Fuxi acupuncture has been lost for a long time, leaving only a few written records.
Ren Yun was proficient in Fuxi acupuncture, which made Huang Bingxu respect him in awe.
"Yes, Doctor Huang is indeed knowledgeable!" Ren Yun smiled and looked up at him: "Doctor Huang, do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"
Those acupuncture techniques that have been passed down for thousands of years have just been lost among the people.
However, the Ren family has a collection of nearly a hundred acupuncture techniques, among which Fuxi acupuncture is not considered a very sophisticated acupuncture technique.
Huang Bingxu has a heart of hanging the pot to help the world. If he is really willing to learn, Ren Yun would not mind teaching Fuxi acupuncture to him.
"Plop!"
However, what surprised Ren Yun was that Huang Bingxu suddenly knelt beside him.
"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling to him? You are old enough to be his father!"
"Shut up!" Huang Bingxu glared at Huang Zheng and shouted angrily: "Zheng'er, kneel down with me in front of Mr. Ren!"
"dad……"
"Kneel down!"
Huang Zheng was unwilling to do so, but he did not dare to disobey his father's orders, so he knelt down in front of Ren Yun reluctantly.
"Doctor Huang, why are you doing this?"
"Mr. Ren, if you are willing to teach Fuxi acupuncture to me, then you are my teacher!" Huang Bingxu said with a serious expression: "Teacher, please accept me as your disciple!"
As a good doctor, Huang Bingxu knows better than anyone how precious a long-lost acupuncture method is.
As long as Ren Yun is willing to teach acupuncture, Huang Bingxu feels it is worth the price no matter how high it is.
"Sister-in-law, what do you think?"
Ren Yun did not pay attention to Huang Bingxu immediately. At this time, he had already started the injection and asked the patient softly.
"Okay, okay... I don't feel uncomfortable anymore!" The patient was very excited and said with tears in his eyes: "Miracle doctor, you are really a miracle doctor, you saved my life!"
"Haha, the little miracle doctor is so admirable!"
"I think our Chinese traditional medicine is about to rise again!"
"..."
Ren Yun saved the patient, and the others did not hesitate to praise him.
Accompanied by their praises, Ren Yun walked up to Huang Bingxu and said: "Doctor Huang, there is no need to pay such a courtesy! There is no need to worship me as a teacher.
Now that I have agreed, I will definitely teach you Fuxi Acupuncture.
But you have to be mentally prepared and spend more time in Licheng City.
In addition to Fuxi’s acupuncture technique being extremely complex...and I am usually very busy, so I can only find time to teach you this set of acupuncture techniques."
While talking, Ren Yun personally helped Huang Bingxu up.
Ren Yun doesn't have that much time to recruit disciples, and even accepting a Nelson is very troublesome for him. Nearly half a month has passed, and this idiot still hasn't recognized the acupuncture points on the human body.
"Yes, yes... Mr. Ren, it will be no problem for me to live in Licheng from now on!"
Huang Bingxu wished he could stay with Ren Yun forever, so he would not only learn a set of Fuxi acupuncture techniques, but also learn more from Mr. Ren.
As for Mr. Ren's unwillingness to accept him as his disciple, Huang Bingxu was not in a hurry... Anyway, he had decided that Mr. Ren was a teacher, and sooner or later he would become his disciple.
Then Huang Bingxu proposed to entertain Ren Yun at night, but he politely refused.
In the evening, Ren Yun and Han Yuqing were going to Mr. Han's house. He wanted to see who could make his beauty unhappy.
"Doctor Huang, you are humble and eager to learn, and your medical skills will only become more and more sophisticated!"
Before leaving Baiyi Hall, Ren Yun glanced at Huang Zheng and said quietly: "As for your son, if he always aims high, I am afraid that Baiyi Hall will be discontinued in his generation."
After saying this, Ren Yun drove towards Han Yuqing's residence.
"This Ren Yun is really good at sowing discord..."
"Crack!"
Before Huang Zheng could finish his words, Huang Bingxu slapped him in the face.
"Dad...you...you actually hit me?"
Covering his face, Huang Zheng was in disbelief.
Since childhood, this is the first time Huang Bingxu has made a move against Huang Zheng.
"You are ignorant and incompetent! Please change your behavior for me in the future!" Huang Bingxu's hands were trembling with anger, and he pointed at him and said, "If I indulge you again, I'm afraid that Baiyitang will really be destroyed in your hands."
Baiyitang has been passed down for three generations, and now Baiyitang is supported by Huang Bingxu's father.
Huang Bingxu inherited his father's mantle, but as a son, he only learned some superficial knowledge.
Originally, Huang Bingxu asked Huang Zheng to open a branch in Licheng, which was actually intended to train him. But now it seems that Huang Zheng is not capable of running a branch.
Sooner or later, Baiyitang will be handed over to Huang Zheng. Mr. Ren is right. If Huang Zheng continues to be ignorant and incompetent, his reputation will be ruined sooner or later. From now on, he must be strictly disciplined!
Driving his car, Ren Yun arrived at Han Yuqing's community, when Han Yuze called him.
"Ren Yun, you...where are you?"
After answering the phone, Ren Yun heard Han Yuze's cry.
Ren Yun felt anxious and asked hurriedly: "Yuze, I will be at your house soon. What's wrong?"
While talking to Han Yuze, Ren Yun clenched his other hand into a fist.
Since the last time Ye Xiaohui fell into Lin Ye's hands, Ren Yun has issued an order that these women related to him must protect them 24 hours a day.
But now Han Yuze has been wronged. What do the people in the Ren family do for food? Are they all trash?
Or... am I too kind to them, making these people in the Ren family think that I am easy to talk to?
"You... hurry up... otherwise... otherwise my dad will beat my sister to death!"
boom!
Ren Yun was shocked!
Ren Yun knows Han Haijun's attitude towards Han Yuqing better than anyone else!
Moreover, Han Haijun was ruthless and ruthless. Maybe when he attacked Han Yuqing, he might actually accidentally kill Han Yuqing.
"I'll be there soon!"
Ren Yun's eyes burned, he hung up the phone and drove much faster in the community.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
Ren Yun stopped the car and just got out of the car when two people in suits and leather shoes ran over.
One of them is responsible for protecting Han Yuqing, and the other is responsible for protecting Han Yuze.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Ren Yun had a cold face and slapped the two of them casually.
"If there is a next time, no matter what the reason, you will only die!"
"Yes, young master!"
"..."
This was Han Yuqing's family matter, so she was beaten, but the bodyguards sent by Ren Yun did not dare to intervene.
It was precisely because of this that Ren Yun spared them once.
"Well done to you, Han Haijun!"
Outside the villa, Ren Yun could hear Han Yuqing's pleading.
Exhaling a rough breath, Ren Yun strode towards the Han family villa...
[Author's digression]: The first chapter in the early morning, I hope everyone will vote for it