Goddess Appraiser

Looking at the expression of Ye Lang's credit rating, Yang Shangshan felt a little nervous, and he was not sure if this young man was really capable of doing it.

"Young man, tell me how you want to treat me?" In the end, the middle-aged man himself spoke first.

"Acupuncture." Ye Lang said without thinking.

When the middle-aged man and Yang Shangshan heard this, their eyes lit up, and they thought there was something to be said.

"Young man, your name is Ye Lang, right? Tell me about your thoughts in detail." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"It's very simple. Use golden needles to stimulate Uncle Zhu's kidney meridian and heart meridian to unblock the qi and blood, and then expel the cold air from your body through the Zusanyin point." Ye Lang replied simply.

"Kidney meridian? Heart meridian?" Yang Shangshan asked quickly when he heard it, "Lao Zhu's injury is weak, and the cold air gathers under the waist and abdomen. What's the use of stimulating the kidney meridian and heart meridian?"

"No, Second Uncle, you are wrong," Ye Lang shook his head and said, "Uncle Zhu's injury is not entirely due to physical weakness, but due to the imbalance of Qi and blood. I think Uncle Zhu's eyes are red, which is really caused by excessive anger. Heartburn; and Uncle Zhu's cheeks are slightly black, it should be due to insufficient kidney qi, Yin and Yang cannot be reconciled, the original liver fire is already too strong, if the kidney qi is still weak, the body will naturally become weak. The cold air invaded, and naturally, Uncle Zhu couldn't walk."

"Well, even if what you said is reasonable, if you say it, wouldn't it be possible to find a few barefoot doctors?" Yang Shangshan asked in disbelief.

"Of course not," Ye Lang replied with a smile, "It's one thing to know the disease, but it takes a while to cure it, and it's even more difficult to get rid of the disease."

"So, can you know or cure?" The middle-aged man lying on the bed was also a little excited.

"I can neither know nor cure, but I can get rid of it." Ye Lang said domineeringly.

"Ye Lang, don't boast about it," Yang Shangshan suddenly pulled Ye Lang aside, and said very cautiously, "I can see that your kid is indeed knowledgeable, but Lao Zhu's status is different. There's something wrong, it's not something you and I can afford..."

"Second uncle, since you know Uncle Zhu's identity is different, you still let Qi Han get involved?" Ye Lang asked angrily.

"Then I can't help it?" Yang Shangshan said depressedly, "Old Zhu's situation is far more complicated than what I told him, and I don't know what kind of strange disease he has. It's only been less than half a year. At first, it was only numbness in the little toe. , and now suddenly become paralyzed, I am afraid that in a month or two, I will really become Stephen Hawking!"

"Then you can't drag Qihan into the water?" Ye Lang said.

"Where am I dragging Qihan into the water!" Yang Shangshan said, "You don't know, my elder brother, Qihan's father, was invited by the government a few days ago, saying that he had an important task. Next, it may take at least four or five months to complete this trip. But Lao Zhu's illness can't last that long, so I can only ask Qi Han to find some way to procrastinate and wait for her father to come back."

"Then you can also find someone else?" Ye Lang asked.

"I can't trust others!" Yang Shangshan replied, "If you know how powerful Qi Han's father is, I'm afraid you won't trust other Chinese medicine practitioners either."

"Then let me try," Ye Lang said hastily, "Qihan can't do anything now, Uncle Yang can't come back, and if you don't let me try, Uncle Zhu won't escape; even if I fail, There will be no worse effects."

"This..." Yang Shangshan hesitated, after all, what Ye Lang said was indeed true.

"Don't hesitate, time waits for no one," Ye Lang said, "It's a big deal, when I'm giving acupuncture, you just watch it together, I don't believe that Uncle, you are not good at Chinese medicine, but it's not that you can't see me Will it work or not?"

"Hmm..." Yang Shangshan nodded, but still asked hesitantly, "Ye Lang, how sure are you?"

"Ninety percent." Ye Lang said confidently.

"Have you done this kind of thing before?" Yang Shangshan asked suspiciously.

"That's right." Ye Lang smiled, and then replied affirmatively.

"Well, I'll let you try," Yang Shangshan gritted his teeth, and finally said, "But I've said my ugly words before, if you really make something happen, no one can really save you."

"Second uncle, don't worry." Ye Lang nodded.

In fact, Ye Lang doesn't have much experience, but after getting Yang Qihan's virginity, with the power of her Yuan Yin, Ye Lang has learned and inherited most of Yang Qihan's clinical experience when she was a goddess.

It is no exaggeration to say that although Ye Lang has never fought with a real knife and gun, but now he is more proficient and stable than those old Chinese doctors who have lived for decades.

After Ye Lang explained in detail the length and size of the gold needles he needed, Yang Shangshan left the door of the ward to prepare.

"Ye Lang, are you really good?" At this time, Yang Qihan walked to Ye Lang's side and asked softly.

"Don't worry, I can definitely handle it." Ye Lang smiled.

"But, I've never heard of or seen you do this kind of thing before?" Yang Qihan said indifferently.

"Hehe, have you ever slept with me before?" Ye Lang asked.

"I hate it! These are two different things!" Yang Qihan lightly thumped Ye Lang's chest, "If you can't do it, there's still time to retreat now. I believe that Second Uncle and Uncle Zhu won't blame you."

"Are you so unconfident in me?" Ye Lang pretended to be displeased and said, "Little fool, your husband and I know a lot of things, but you don't even know it."

"Hmm..." Seeing Ye Lang's confident expression, Yang Qihan finally felt relieved, "Don't call me a fool, and also, don't call me my husband or call you my wife in public. It's hard for people to hear..."

"Not good?" Ye Lang smirked, "What's wrong with that?"

"Anyway, it's not good!" Yang Qihan said coquettishly, "People still like you to call people by their names, it looks much more intimate.

"My little princess Qiqi, you should be satisfied with calling you that, right?" Ye Lang shook his head.

"En." Yang Qihan nodded, and then stopped talking.

After a while, Yang Shangshan came back, holding a tray in his hand, in which were nine golden needles of almost the same length and a medical alcohol lamp.

"Ye Lang, I've seen five needles in my life, seven needles, but never nine needles. I hope you know what you're doing." Don't be surprised, do you hear me?"

"Second Uncle, just look at mine." Ye Lang finished the plate indifferently, and with a big wave of his hand, all nine gold needles flew into his hand.

Ye Lang's move really surprised both Yang Qihan and Yang Shangshan.

Although it seemed that Ye Lang summoned the golden needle into his hand miraculously, in fact, he just picked up the golden needle quickly and put it down in his hand.

This movement seems easy to say, but when faced with a golden needle with a diameter of less than one millimeter, it will never be so smooth without repeated use for decades.

In this way, Yang Qihan, Yang Shangshan, and even the middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed had a little more confidence in Ye Lang.

"Uncle Zhu, are you ready? When the needle is applied, there may be a feeling of alternating hot and cold. I hope you can bear it, otherwise the effect will be much worse." Ye Lang said.

"It's okay, you can come anyway," said the middle-aged man, "I have done things like going up the mountain of knives and going down into the sea of ​​fire. How can I be afraid of these little needles?"

"Then...Uncle Zhu, I'll offend you." Ye Lang nodded.

Immediately, without waiting for the middle-aged man to react, Ye Lang pulled his quilt and hospital gown away, exposing his upper body.

This middle-aged man is worthy of being a soldier. Even though he is over fifty, he still has strong muscles.

Ye Lang looked in front of him for a while, and the golden needle in his hand pierced his left little finger.

When the first golden needle pierced the acupuncture point under the middle-aged man's skin, the middle-aged man's body trembled suddenly, and a hot air penetrated into his body from the tip of his little finger like an electric current.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Lang's hand began to move rapidly.

The golden needles seemed to come alive in his hands, and they kept circling from the tip of the middle-aged man's little finger to the armpit of his left arm.The time for each golden needle to pierce his skin will not exceed ten seconds.

After stimulating the acupoints on the heart meridian for several rounds, Ye Lang's forehead was already covered with sweat, but the middle-aged man was even worse.

Because Ye Lang's move is mainly to get rid of his anger, every injection will vent some of it.After several rounds like this, the anger in the middle-aged man's body was temporarily evacuated, and the stagnant cold air took advantage of the emptiness to occupy his body.

"Uncle Zhu, are you doing well?" Ye Lang asked after wiping the sweat from his forehead after taking back the last gold needle.

"It's okay, just keep going!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Lang nodded, and then came to his feet again.

"Uncle Zhu, hold on, your feet are about to regain consciousness." Ye Lang reminded, and then the golden needle shot out again.

This time, his speed was even faster, those golden needles were dancing, constantly piercing every acupuncture point on the kidney meridian of the middle-aged man.

The rise of kidney qi suppressed the cold to a certain extent, but the middle-aged man trembled even more violently.

If he had to describe this feeling, it would be like being burned by fire while being frozen at the same time.

Until Ye Lang stopped stimulating the kidney meridian, the middle-aged man's condition still did not stabilize.

"Uncle Zhu, if you bear it any longer, you will be close to the last level." While lighting the alcohol lamp, Ye Lang put nine gold needles on the flame and roasted them.