Yang Hongye trembled for a while, feeling a slight chill, and the Hegu point on his thumb had been penetrated.
"Xiao Xu, what are you doing?"
Yang Hongye looked at the silver needle that pierced her thumb, feeling a little scared.
Xu Jia said: "I am treating your migraine."
Yang Hongye shook his head: "Xiao Xu, if you want to treat my migraine, you should start from the head. Why do you stab the back of my hand? This is really unbelievable."
Xu Jia smiled and said: "The five poems are connected. The head, hands, and feet are all connected together. One move affects the whole body. The reason why Uncle Yang has migraine is that the symptoms are in the head, but the root cause is in the hands. Uncle Yang
In the past, when you went to the hospital to see a doctor, they would only treat your headache, so how could they cure your migraine?"
"hehe!"
Yang Hongye smiled faintly: "Xiao Xu, now is the age of science. Five connected poems are already knowledge of the past. We cannot cling to the old and keep pace with the times. Please pull out the silver needle quickly. Okay.
frightening."
"Uncle Yang seems to not believe what I said."
Xu Jia smiled slightly: "Practice brings true knowledge. In another minute, I will pull out the silver needle. Then uncle will naturally know whether what I said is right or not."
"Oh well!"
Yang Hongye felt very regretful. If she had known that Xu Jia was treating patients like this, she would not have allowed him to mess around.
"Besides, I obviously have a headache, why are you pricking my hand? Isn't this just playing the piano randomly?"
While thinking wildly, Xu Jia swore firmly: "Uncle's hand had something wrong. It should have been after he broke it and was hit by the cold wave wind when the wound occurred. This is why you have a migraine, right?"
"Xiao Xu can even see this?"
Yang Hongye was shocked: "I went skiing in Alaska and accidentally broke my finger. No one came to rescue me. I froze in the snow for two hours before someone rescued me. It was after that time that my migraines started to attack."
Xu Jia smiled and said, "Does Uncle Yang believe my words now?"
The doubts in Yang Hongye's heart suddenly dissipated: "Xiao Xu is really a god."
Xu Jia said: "What's so special about this? Any skilled Chinese medicine doctor can guess the root cause of the disease. Uncle Yang, it will be very painful for a while, you have to endure it."
Yang Hongye laughed: "How old am I, and I still can't bear the pain? Besides, it doesn't hurt at all."
Xu Jia hey, hey, he turned his finger slightly, and the silver needle pierced into the back of Yang Hongye's hand began to spin rapidly, like a top.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Yang Hongye screamed in pain and trembled, thinking that she was bragging just now. Although she was hysterical in pain, she still held her breath and bit her lip to endure it.
"break!"
Xu Jia patted Yang Hongye's Hegu point hard.
The spinning silver needle flew out.
Stab!
A stream of blood flew out from the needle's eye and splashed all over Yang Hongye's face.
The blood was dark brown in color and had a rotten smell, which was extremely unpleasant.
Yang Hongye was almost nauseated by the blood. She pinched her nose and asked, "What kind of blood is this? It's more fishy than dog blood. It's so disgusting."
Xu Jia smiled: "This is Uncle Yang's blood."
"ah?"
Yang Hongye's face was covered with black lines. Am I worse than a dog? She said, "That's not right. Why is my blood so fishy?"
Xu Jiaruo said thoughtfully: "This blood has been trapped in your brain for ten years. If it doesn't flow, can it stop being smelly?"
Yang Hongye suddenly realized: "You mean, the reason why I have migraines is because of these bloody things?"
Xu Jia nodded: "Yes, the blood got wet and poured into the side of the brain along the Hegu point, and then formed a clot, compressing the side of the brain, causing Uncle Yang to have a migraine. Now, uncle, feel it. Does your head still hurt?
"
Yang Hongye shook his head and was overjoyed: "Oh, it really doesn't hurt anymore."
He grabbed Xu Jia's sleeve and said, "Xiao Xu, you are really a miracle doctor. It's because I am ignorant and I sit in a well and look at the sky. You cured the migraine that has been bothering me for ten years with one injection. I really don't know how to thank you."
"
Xu Jia laughed loudly: "Didn't Uncle Yang thank you? Uncle Yang has already put a lot of thought into the passport matter."
"Not enough, this is not enough at all, I must thank you." Yang Hongye was very happy.
He helped Xu Jia. Firstly, he had to help because of Di Wen's face. Secondly, he reasoned that Xu Jia had a vicious reputation and did not dare not to help. In fact, he had offended the Serral family for no reason, and he still felt a little bit in his heart.
Regrettably.
However, now he is very happy.
"If you don't offend Seral, how can you get to know Xu Jia? How can you become friends with Xu Jia? If Xu Jia hadn't taken action, this migraine would have tortured me for who knows how many years."
Xu Jia smiled and said: "Uncle, there is no need to thank me. In fact, this is just a magical technique of traditional Chinese medicine. Any master of traditional Chinese medicine can do this."
Yang Hongye's face was full of shame: "I just belittled the study of Chinese medicine and looked down upon the theory of Chinese medicine. I didn't expect that a small silver needle got rid of the migraine that had been bothering me for ten years. I am really ashamed.
Chinese medicine is truly a treasure.”
Xu Jiadao: "Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure of the entire Chinese world, but in Singapore, it is almost extinct."
Yang Hongye shook his head regretfully: "There is nothing we can do about this. Xiao Xu, if there is anything I can do to help you, just say it and I will definitely do it."
Xu Jia said: "Then I'm not polite. I want to promote traditional Chinese medicine, and everyone is adding fuel to the fire. I also want to ask Uncle Yang for help."
"no problem!"
Yang Hongye said: "How much money do you need? I will help you."
Xu Jia said: "Do you think I am someone who is short of money?"
"picture!"
"Uncle Yang, I'm just keeping a low profile!"
Yang Hongye smiled and said, "I'm just cliche."
Xu Jia said: "In three days, I will hold a free clinic in Huaxiangguan. I also asked Uncle Yang to promote it for me and bring some friends to help me support the scene."
"Furthermore, although Uncle Yang's migraine has been cured, there are still residual toxins that need to be removed. There are no medicinal materials now. Uncle Yang went to Huaxiang Temple. I will prescribe a special prescription for you to remove the remaining toxins and make you feel clear and relaxed.
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"Thank you so much, Xiao Xu. I will definitely bring my friends to cheer you up."
Yang Hongye was very happy: "I will also invite reporters to come and promote traditional Chinese medicine."
Xu Jia got Yang Hongye's promise and was very happy.
Promoting traditional Chinese medicine is not an easy task. We must start with these rich people.
They control public opinion and the economy. As long as they believe in traditional Chinese medicine, they can get twice the result with half the effort by promoting it.
Xu Jia and Yang Hongye exchanged a few pleasantries, and then came to Huaxiang Temple to stay with Chu Li and his party.
Chu Li was tired for a day and took a bath with Chu Meng.
Chu Meng whispered in a low voice: "Sister, you are so clean, are you waiting for your brother-in-law to visit you at night?"
"What did you say, dead girl?"
Chu Li hummed: "I have locked the door, and the bad guy will definitely not be able to get in."
Crunch!
As soon as Chu Li finished speaking, he heard the door being opened.
Chu Meng's face was full of smile: "Wolf is coming..." (To be continued)