Turbulent Times Chapter 707: Wang Junlin’s plan

"Please trouble Mr. Jia." The young woman bowed to Wang Junlin and the two, while the young man looked at them suspiciously.

"Ma'am, you're welcome." Wang Junlin nodded, followed Wu Huaiyuan and the young woman's family into the inner room, crossed the threshold, and the sight of the entrance surprised Wang Junlin slightly.

The decoration here is magnificent, one table and one chair are all extremely elegant. At this time, there are more than ten men and women sitting in the hall, and everyone's eyes are on Wang Junlin, the genius doctor and Nie Xiaoyu.

Old Master Wu is in his fifties, with a handsome appearance, but with a sickly face, he is hugging the quilt half-closed on the couch, and of course Mrs. Wu is sitting next to him, who is also graceful and luxurious, rich and peaceful.

The two men sitting on both sides of Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu looked somewhat similar to Mr. Wu. Wang Junlin guessed that they should be the eldest son and second son of the Wu family. The former was in his thirties and looked shrewd and sophisticated. The kind of person who doesn't trust people easily; the latter has a pompous demeanor, a proud and conceited playboy. Others are wives, concubines, servants and the like.

Most people in the inner circle never thought that Wang Junlin looked so mediocre, and many people showed suspicion.

Wang Junlin glanced around, thinking about how to salute, Mrs. Wu said: "I haven't thanked Mr. Jia for saving my grandson's life."

The kind voice came to Wang Junlin's ears, which made Wang Junlin feel quite comfortable. He saluted and said, "Ma'am, you don't have to be polite, the villain has already been paid. The villain has always been used to being rough and doesn't understand etiquette. Don't take offense to the old lady." .”

Wu Huaiyuan obviously has a lot of status in the Wu family, and he took good care of him. He patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the empty chair beside Mrs. Wu's sleeping chair on the other side of Mrs. Wu, saying: "Mr. Jia, please sit down!"

Under the distrustful gazes of many people, Wang Junlin sat down next to Mr. Wu who had just closed his eyes weakly. Nie Xiaoyu stood behind him with an obedient and dull look. Wang Junlin glanced quickly across the audience, and said, "May I let the villain feel the old man's pulse first?"

Madam Wu said softly, "Mr. Lao Jia."

The eldest son and the second son had no expression on their faces, but the women around them all showed expressions of disdain and jealousy. It seemed that they all hoped that the people invited back by the young lady would be good-looking and ugly, so that the old man's serious illness could not be cured.

In full view of everyone, Wang Junlin stretched out his thumb and pressed it on the veins of Mr. Wu's wrist on the handle of the chair.

The eldest son was surprised and said: "As far as I know, doctors use three fingers to measure the pulse. Why does Mr. Jia not only use one finger, but also his thumb. What's the difference?"

Wang Junlin pretended to be inscrutable and said with a smile: "There is no way to the great way, and there is no way out in the void. The villain's one-finger meditation is a unique family tradition, and it is normal to be different from other doctors."

Wang Junlin's words were very mysterious, everyone in the Wu family in the hall felt strange and difficult to understand, unpredictable and profound, no one dared to question it.

Lao Madam Wu even more solemnly shouted: "Don't disturb Mr. Jia."

Wang Junlin suddenly understood why even for such a simple matter as asking someone to treat a disease, the young lady asked her husband to go to the old lady to take charge of it. It turned out that the old lady was in charge of the Wu family.

The zhenqi he sent had been running through Mr. Wu's meridians for a week, and he found that although the old man's twelve meridians were blocked, the real problem was in Ren Du's second meridian, and he was hesitating whether he should be lucky to open it. The second son sneered with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Doctors pay attention to seeing, hearing, and inquiring about diseases, but Mr. Jia seems to only focus on feeling the pulse. I don't know how my father's condition is. Mr. Fan, let me know."

But Wang Junlin ignored him. He heard what Nie Xiaoyu said that only he could hear. With a movement in his heart, his true energy went straight to the Taiyang Lung Meridian, then went to the middle burner, went down to the Large Intestine Meridian, and returned to his appetite , go up to the lungs and diaphragm, then out of the armpits, go along the main meridian of Shaoyang Heart, along the arms, and finally come out from the thumb. Everywhere, the blocked meridians were pierced through like a broken bamboo by his true energy.

When everyone thought that he was speechless, the old man opened his eyes with an "ah", and the listless eyes returned a lot of expression.

The old lady was overjoyed and said, "Master, how do you feel?"

The old man said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Jia's medical skills are amazing, my chest pain is no longer there! My hands and feet seem to have regained some strength."

Wang Junlin was determined, knowing that his innate qi indeed had the magical effect of "medicine to cure the disease", and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, the villain is 100% sure that he can cure the master's illness. Master Do you have an appetite, eat something first, get a good sleep, the villain will go back to study and think about it, and heal the master tomorrow morning."

The people in the hall could not have imagined that his medical skills would be so miraculous.

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Returning to the guest room, Wang Junlin thought for a while and asked Nie Xiaoyu, "Xiao Yu, you know the condition of my true energy, but is there any medical technique that can use my true energy to treat people?"

Nie Xiaoyu didn't answer immediately, the light in his eyes flickered for a while, and he said, "My lord, there is a set of acupuncture and moxibustion techniques, combined with your true qi, it can help people heal very well."

Wang Junlin was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Hurry up and teach me this acupuncture technique, I will immediately ask someone from the Wu family to find me a set of moxibustion needles."

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That night, according to the information and materials Nie Xiaoyu said, Wang Junlin studied and studied the art of acupuncture and moxibustion all night, and he barely mastered it.

Early the next morning, Wang Junlin was again invited by Wu Huaiyuan to Mr. Wu's room to give him a second treatment.

Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu, who was carrying a copper box containing moxibustion needles, sat down on the chair specially arranged for him beside the couch.

The old lady was worried: "When I got up this morning, the spirit of the master has deteriorated a lot. What is the reason?"

Wang Junlin thought for a while, and said: "Don't worry, old lady, the villain used the power to treat the symptoms yesterday. Today, I will use the golden needle method, and I will be able to eradicate the old man's stubborn illness. I just have one request."

The old lady said: "Doctor Mo, please tell me that no matter how much the remuneration is, we will definitely pay it."

Wang Junlin replied: "Ma'am misunderstood! The villain just wants us, the master and the apprentice, to stay in the room, because the villain's golden needle method must not have the slightest mistake, so it is most taboo to be influenced by others."

The old lady nodded to express her understanding, and immediately took people outside to wait.

Wang Junlin breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the copper box on his lap. There were nine moxibustion needles lined up in a row.

After researching and studying with Nie Xiaoyu last night, he had already drawn up a treatment strategy for the old man, and he immediately started to carry out the treatment. After more than ten breaths, the treatment was completed, and he will hand over the old man of the Wu family later. It was given to Nie Xiaoyu, she has many miraculous means, asking many secrets from the old man of the Wu family without anyone noticing, and then controlling his mind.