Merchant and doctor

Chapter 216 Meridian Flowing Acupuncture
Coming out of Xiao's house, Bian Mu walked along the sidewalk for 600 meters, stood on the side of the road and called Wu Fenglan's biological daughter.

"The first time I saw you, I knew by intuition that my mother was saved! Sure enough... Thank you so much! Another day I will ask my husband to send you a few wild pearls. I dare not say thank you, just express my heart!" Knowing that her mother is getting better and better, her biological daughter is naturally very happy.

"I resigned! Now the place where I work is quite far away. I kindly accept it. Since you have good fish in hand, I will send you a small recipe later. You use 'wild pearl' as the raw material and make some for the old lady. Fish soup, I took a few screenshots on my phone and sent them to her. She saw that it was my intention, and she was very sorry for her life, so she asked the nanny to take it, and it was enough to deliver it twice a week. Wild pearls are cold in nature, and eating too much would be harmful. "On the phone, Bian Mu came up with a good idea.

"Okay, okay! Most people have never heard of wild pearls, and Dr. Bian is quite good at the fish business!"

"Fresh fish is an important medicine in traditional Chinese medicine. I have to learn a little bit about it. Hehe...Be patient. You are blood relatives. Slowly, the family relationship will naturally return to normal."

"Oh... I hope! I live a poor life, and I can't help her. As long as she is well, she will be Amitabha!"

"Your mother lent me a set of acupuncture needles, gold-plated, do you know where it came from?"

"Really? I'm afraid it was given to you as a gift? She is not very generous, but it must be sincere, hehe... I don't know much about her. I don't know anything about golden needles. However, in my impression...she is very obsessed with gold, so it is not surprising that she has something similar in her hand." On the other end of the phone, Wu Fenglan's daughter responded casually.

"Really? Then you are busy first, and the fish soup recipe will be sent to you!"

"Thank you! The Buddha is with you!"

"You're welcome!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu hung up the phone, handwritten a fish soup recipe and sent it to Wu Fenglan's daughter.

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Taking a taxi back to the "Huikang" hospital, Bian Mu packed up the laptop computer, work mobile phone and other things distributed by the hospital, attached a list and pressed it on the table with a glass, locked the door, and left the key to the front door. The security guard surnamed Wu who came to take over the shift entrusted him to return the door key to the female director of the hospital office.

The male security guard surnamed Wu said a few words of regret for Bian Mu, and politely sent him out of the hospital gate.

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As the sun sets, the single dormitory seems to be covered with a layer of gold, and the oil painting-like texture is quite exciting.

Bian Mu likes it here.

There is still a lack of curtains right now. The opposite is the factory area, and the distance between the buildings is very large. For the time being, there is no impact.

Taking advantage of the good light, Bian Mu selected three golden needles, large, medium and small, and placed them on a white tissue paper. He took a dozen close-up photos and forwarded them to Lao Pei, a farmer.

Considering that Uncle Yang in the ghost market is also an expert, Bian Mu also sent him a photo of golden needles.

In the dormitory, wired broadband and wireless WIFI are all available. Bian Mu tried to surf the Internet with his mobile phone, and it was not bad, with a speed of at least 500MB.

In order to save money, Bian Mu planned to cook breakfast and dinner by himself.

Before dark, the road is easy to walk, Bian Mu locked the door, walked out of the back door of the library and wandered around in four directions along the sidewalk, golden needles, white tofu, vermicelli, lettuce, a few tomatoes, a piece of roast Meat, a few handfuls of noodles, Bian Mu is going to make "braised noodles" to eat.

The heat was steaming, and he lived alone on the entire top floor, so he could eat comfortably.

While eating, the phone beeped.

Uncle Yang, the old stall owner of the ghost market, wrote back: the real thing!Named after shape, Rolling Dragon Needle!The nature of the needles is soft, and even experts in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture cannot use it.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, Bian Mu quickly called the old man back.

"What year is it?" Bian Mu asked on the other end of the phone.

"You have to see the real thing, but you can't see it in the photos. The craftsmanship of the needle handle is too complicated. No matter how clever the high imitation craftsman is, they can't do it. They don't need to make this thing. It's too partial. If the gold content is more than half, it has both elasticity and toughness. If so, it's at least a hundred years old." On the other end of the phone, Uncle Yang explained in a deep voice.

"So that's what happened! Thank you for teaching me so many things."

"Hehe... My own, why are you so polite, this thing is precious, take care!"

"Understood! Are you in good health recently?"

"So-so, is there anything else?"

"No, then I won't bother."

"You're welcome! Call again if you need anything!" After finishing speaking, Mr. Yang hung up the phone.

After a while, it began to rain lightly outside the window. Worried about the roof leaking, Bian Mu went out and wandered around the corridor. He didn't find any traces of water stains inside or outside, so he was relieved.

The newly bought beanbag sofa is quite easy to use, and Bian Mu half-ly lies in it, and continues to study the advantages and disadvantages of Chinese patent medicines and Western-made Chinese medicines through the Internet on the mobile phone...

At 09:30 in the evening, Yao Nong Lao Pei called back.

Bian Mu was worried that the call time was too long, so he hung up first, and then called back.

"This thing should be the Rolling Dragon Golden Needle. Generally skilled craftsmen can't imitate it. There is a mechanism hidden in the needle handle. Are you familiar with the Ziwu Liuzhu acupuncture method?"

"It can only be regarded as a general understanding. I have tried it many times, but the sense of Qi is difficult to grasp. I can't talk about applying it freely at the moment. I always feel that the Qi is not strong enough."

"That's right, your internal strength is still very shallow, and you probably can't control the Ziwu Liuzhu acupuncture method, but it's better now, with this set of gold needles, you might as well try the Ziwu Liuzhu acupuncture method if you encounter a particularly difficult disease. The technique of acupuncture is all in the handle of the rolling dragon needle." On the other end of the phone, Lao Pei explained with a smile.

"Is it real?"

"Well! This thing is not easy to fake, and there is no need for a particularly powerful expert to spend time and effort on it. It's too out of the way! Isn't Nie Yixiong good? He can't even use this set of needles. You say, there is no market. Who would bother to fake it!"

"So that's it! Then... about how long ago?"

"Since it was taken from Wu Fenglan, then... at least it has been a hundred years. You must know that this kind of alloy needle made of gold as the main material is too difficult to refine, and modern technology must not be able to handle it. There is no doubt about it. , it must be refined in an ancient secret furnace, young man! You are a lucky star! The ancient pulse pillow and this set of golden needles can cure many difficult and miscellaneous diseases! If you don’t hesitate to damage your health, even It has the effect of recovering from the dead, and by then, how expensive you are! I'm afraid we won't be able to reach it!" Later, Yao Nong Lao Pei made a few jokes.

"Hehe... You're always joking, so I'll try it on myself first."

"Alright! However, it's best not to show this kind of thing to others lightly, to prevent villains. Besides, don't use it lightly except for close relatives. This kind of gold needle hurts people, so it will be gradually eliminated in later generations. Do you think Ah! Use the method of self-mutilation of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded? I am afraid that only Buddhist doctors can reach that kind of moral realm? Anyway, I don’t advocate that you do that, unless you are willing to work hard on internal strength cultivation, otherwise, it is better to find a suitable Return the opportunity to Mrs. Wu!"

"Let me think about it! If I give myself a needle, there won't be any taboos, right?"

"That's not true. The meridians go together, and the yin and yang qi open and close naturally, which is equivalent to walking a small circle. Where is the damage?! It will only prolong life. In short, use it with caution!"

"Understood! You called back so late, did something happen to you on the mountain?"

"Cough! A friend, a road maintenance worker, was injured by a rock that fell naturally from the mountain. I was so unlucky that I hurt my back. I went there to deal with it all afternoon, and when I got home, I remembered that you called me, so I gave it to you." You called back."

"Forgive me, junior, how did you deal with it?"

"Hi! Why did I forget about you? I'll ask his son to drive you there tomorrow. You can take a look. Don't let him be paralyzed in bed."

"I don't dare to move the wound on my waist easily. Isn't it Sunday tomorrow! I just have a rest, so let me go up the mountain and go back to my house to have a look."

"Alright! What time do you come over? I'll prepare some food for you."

"Nine o'clock at the latest, where shall we meet?"

"Plum Blossom Pier! It's close to where he lives."

"Okay, we'll see you there!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)