Elixir Supplier Chapter 173: One bowl of medicine and several needles

"I will prepare a detoxification potion. E┡ Novel WwㄟW.Ω1XIAOSHUO.COM" Wang Yaodao.

"Oh, that's a blessing, I will see the magic of the little friend again." Mr. Sang said happily after hearing this.

Wang Yao happened to have a few "detoxification weeds" in the storage grid.

A separate room,

A bowl of ordinary hot water,

Several green jade-like blades of grass,

It dissolves in water,

A pill, it's very simple.

Wang Yao brought such a bowl of clear water to the sick bed.

"Give him a drink."

Mr. Sang glanced at the bowl of clear water, his eyes full of expectation.

After taking the medicine, the patient's body began to tremble slightly.

"What is going on?"

"Don't worry."

Vomiting, the patient lying on the bed vomited, because he could not get up and was not prepared, a foul smell of vomit splashed.

"This is?"

"Part of his poison was discharged." Mr. Sang said. He is now more curious about Wang Yao's identity.

Which line is the descendant of who was able to formulate such a drug with amazing efficacy? Is it a long-lost line, just the legendary "king of medicine"?

The patient's body gradually returned to calm.

"Let me see."

Mr. Sang took a pulse, then untied the clothes on the patient.

There are many bruises on this unconscious old Mr. Zhou's body, which seem to be fist prints and palm prints carefully.

Looking at this scene, Wang Yao has a better understanding of the "Wulin" and "Jianghu" described by Zhou Xiong just now.

Sang Lao then took out a cloth bag from the medicine box he was carrying, but when it was spread out, it was a row of silver needles.

"Acupuncture?!"

Wang Yao's eyes lit up when he saw this.

The path of medicine is broad and profound. In fact, it is nothing more than "diagnosis" and "treatment".

The so-called "diagnosis" refers to diagnosis, clarification of the condition, and determination of the cause, among which there are many methods of "seeing, smelling and asking for diagnosis".

The so-called "cure" means curing, eliminating the pain, and rehabilitating. Among them, there are more methods, such as massage, acupuncture, and medicine. What Wang Yao now masters is only "medicament". Scarce.

Mr. Sang recognizes the acupuncture points very accurately, but the needle is very slow. This is not like the description in movies or novels. He plunges in at once. The position of his needle is mainly concentrated between the chest and abdomen. It should be for It stimulates the internal organs, where the most toxins are deposited. After the needle was placed, Mr. Sang still rotated the silver needle from time to time.

Wang Yao was very focused throughout the process. To become a true "pharmacist", acupuncture is a skill he must master.

He has firmly kept the acupuncture points and vein distribution of the human body in his mind. These aspects are included in the knowledge that the system has instilled in him, but the methods of acupuncture and moxibustion and the method of identifying points are not. I have read a few medical books, but the explanations are not too detailed.

The so-called "It's too shallow on paper, you have to do it yourself when you learn about it."

Knowledge is knowledge and practice is practice. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

After the needle was put in, after waiting for a while, Mr. Sang tried his pulse again, and then began to narrow the needle gradually.

The order of lowering needles and the order of narrowing needles are different.

Acupuncture is a medical technique and a profound knowledge.

This set of medical skills seems to be quite exhausting. After receiving the needle, Mr. Sang went to a side room to rest.

"I'm old, I'm a little less energetic, let me go and rest first, little friend."

"Good."

Wang Yao got up and drove him to the door, then returned to the bed and reached out to try his pulse.

Sure enough, the effect is much better than simply taking the medicine made from "Absolute Poison Grass". This acupuncture has its own mystery.

Lianshan County, thousands of miles away.

Wang Mingbao brought the medicine made by Wang Yao to his uncle's house in the morning.

"Uncle, this is the medicine given by Wang Yao. It is applied externally and taken internally. You can try to see how it works." Wang Mingbao said.

"Okay, then try."

These days, Wang Mingbao’s uncle has suffered from this disease. The sores on his back are like fire, and the stench makes him feel uncomfortable, and he can’t sleep at night. The various drugs that I took did not work, and I had diarrhea all day, and I felt nauseous with everything.

"I hope it can be useful." This is the inner prayer of the couple.

His aunt carefully applied the concoction to her husband. Suddenly, Wang Mingbao's uncle felt cool and comfortable on his back. The feeling of burning fire was suppressed. This was never before. Things encountered.

It works!

He immediately realized that the medicine had an effect.

"Give me a drink quickly."

The medicinal juice is slightly bitter, the mouth is pungent and cold, and a stream of clearness flows into the abdomen, and then quickly spreads, making the belly cold.

The body is cold inside and outside, complementing each other.

"How do you feel, uncle?"

"Much more comfortable." Wang Mingbao's uncle said, "Xiao Yao really has a set!"

"That is!" Wang Mingbao said proudly, and he felt light on his face because his buddies were capable.

"Thank you Xiaoyao for me. By the way, how much is this medicine?"

"Just leave it alone, I'll just leave it with him, don't forget to use the medicine to come to the method, I'm leaving."

"Hey, don't rush to have fun, let's go after eating?"

"No, there is still something in my store." Wang Mingbao hurriedly left.

"This kid!" his aunt said.

"Forget it, let him go."

"I don't know what that guy is doing in Cangzhou. He went there overnight." Wang Mingbao drove the car thinking.

Zhoujia Village, Cangzhou.

Woke up, Zhou Wuyi is able to speak and can eat liquid food.

There has been such a big change in less than a day, which makes people who know the truth more admire the young man Wang Yao.

In addition to the treatment, Zhou Xiong brought his son over for Wang Yao to diagnose.

"Hello Uncle." Zhou Wukang was also very happy to see Wang Yao again.

"Hello Xiaokang, long time no see."

The result of the diagnosis is acceptable. His physical condition is better than when he left Lianshan County, but it is limited, especially the arm, and the child has further deteriorated.

"Xiaokang's illness, haven't you asked Mr. Sang to see it?" Wang Yao asked. After this brief contact, he was able to see that the very kind Mr. Sang is a veritable Xinglin master. With superb medical skills, Xiaokang's illness is strange, but he should be able to treat it when he sees the disease.

"I asked him to read it, but unfortunately it was too late. If it weren't for him to get the needle for treatment, I'm afraid Xiaokang's arm would have been worn out and his body would be worse." Zhou Xiong said.

"It's late, didn't Mr. Sang always live here?"

"No, although he has a great reputation in the Cangzhou area and is known as a genius doctor, he has not been here for a long time. He only comes back here at a fixed time each year. The other time is when the dragon meets the end. The year is still a little better. In previous years, I often didn't come back a year." Zhou Xiong said.

"This time the uncle was able to hang his life before you rushed here, thanks to his old man who happened to be in Cangzhou, and he had some friendship with the Zhou family so that he was able to invite him over."

"I think this old gentleman is very kind?"

"Yes, he not only has good medical skills, but also has higher medical ethics. He used to see people for free. Now he is older. Although he has less time to see people, he charges very low. Some people still don’t charge. The few disciples taught also have requirements, and many people accept his love." Zhou Xiong said.

"Admire!"

Hearing this, Wang Yao sincerely admired, this character is really too rare in the current materialistic society!

In another room, Zhou Ying was speaking with Mr. Sang.

"Some time ago, Xiaoxiong and his son went to see that Doctor Wang?"

"Yes."

"So, the reason why Xiaokang's illness has improved is because of him?" Mr. Sang said.

"Yes." Zhou Xiong replied simply, and didn't say much more.

"You still have so few words!"

"It's okay." Zhou Ying said.

"The doctor Wang's medical skills are indeed extraordinary. He has such a skill at such a young age and is much better than my stupid apprentices." Sang Guzi smiled.

"You are old and modest. Several seniors are now famous in Cangzhou, and 6 seniors are even more powerful." Zhou Ying said.

"He? The provincial capital may not be suitable." Mr. Sang said.

"There is one more thing to bother you."

"What's the matter?"

"About Dr. Wang, I hope you can keep it secret." Zhou Yingdao.

"Haha, don't worry, this old man knows it well." Mr. Sang said.

Taking the antidote made by Wang Yao and the acupuncture effect of Mr. Sang Lao, the body of this old Mr. Zhou Wuyi seems to be better, but he is still not out of danger. The toxins in his body are not yet complete. He was unplugged, and his rebellious context is a big problem. If he is not treated as soon as possible, I am afraid that even if his life is saved, he will become a useless person or a fool.

"Excuse me to ask, is your uncle my inner strength in the legend?"

Wang Yao curiously asked Zhou Xiong~IndoMTL.com~ because when he called the pulse of Mr. Zhou, he found that there was a breath in his body, which was the first time he touched so many people. In this case.

"Yes, the so-called inner strength is inner breath." Zhou Xiong said, "It is also thanks to this inner breath that he took a breath and waited until Mr. Sang and you."

"Your uncle is also a master of kung fu, right?"

"Well, my uncle has practiced martial arts for nearly sixty years. He has studied both internally and externally. He has a kung fu and has almost reached the realm. This time it would not be the case if it were not for the night." Zhou Xiong said.

"Aren't they the kind of open-minded and staged arena when they compete?"

"Hehe, no." Zhou Xiong said, "The place where the uncle and the man competed is on a mountain peak, and only a few people watched it."

"Why would someone be assaulted?"

"The man used a hidden weapon, a poisoned hidden weapon. Not only the uncle, but several people watching the battle were also injured. It's just that the uncle was not as severe as the uncle. It was too late when we heard the sound and rushed past." Tao.