Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 90 Hollow Needle

Knowing Zhao Yifan for so long, this was the first time Hao Feng saw him so agitated and lost his composure, and was immediately taken aback: "Doctor Zhao, do you know this Yang Zhiyuan?"

"know!"

Zhao Yifan nodded. Immediately, he realized that he seemed a little too excited. Controlling his excitement, he added, "There are many people with the same name and surname, but I don't know if they are the same person. Hao Ting, are you Where did you hear that name?"

"I was also asked to take a message by someone else. By the way, I would like to ask you to see if you know this Dr. Yang."

Hao Feng said: "I should be about 80 years old this year. I'm a Chinese medicine doctor. Do you think the doctor Yang you know is the same person?"

80 years old, Chinese medicine?

When Zhao Yifan heard these two key words, he was almost certain that the Yang Zhiyuan Hao Feng was talking about was the Senior Brother Yang that Master had mentioned.

In terms of cultivation, Senior Brother Yang, according to his master's description, only reached the third level of Qi refining when the two separated. , in addition, also inherited the medical part.

For things like spells and pills, with Senior Brother Yang's cultivation back then, he still couldn't comprehend them at all.

"Who asked you to ask me?"

Zhao Yifan looked at Hao Feng seriously.

"It's the Director Zeng you met."

Hao Feng thought for a while and said, "However, according to what I know, he also inquired for others. I think it has something to do with the Shao'an you mentioned just now? It is very likely that they are here. Looking for this Mr. Yang, when I learned that you have excellent medical skills, I guessed if you knew each other, so I asked me by the way."

It has to be said that Hao Feng's analysis is not far from the truth of the matter.

When Zhao Yifan refused Lin Shaoan's request to go to Kyoto to see a doctor, Lin Shaoan called Zeng Qiang, hoping that he could find someone with a better relationship with Zhao Yifan to persuade Zhao Yifan.

After Fan Jun accepted the request to find Yang Zhiyuan, he searched for several days, but there was no news.

After all, the time is too long and there are few clues. Among the hundreds of millions of people in Jiangnan Province, finding a person just by age and name is really like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Is it related to Lin Shaoan?"

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I see. I will think about this matter." If this Lin Shaoan really has something to do with Senior Brother Yang, even if it is not for medical treatment, then Zhao Yifan has to go to the capital city , ask this matter clearly.

After Master Li Xiao drove west of Hehe, Senior Brother Yang, who was from the same school, was already Zhao Yifan's closest relative in this world.

"Okay, thank you Doctor Zhao."

Hao Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, in this way, he can have an explanation when he goes back.

Back in the house, Zhao Yifan took out his mobile phone, found the number Lin Shaoan was calling, and dialed it.

"Hello, Doctor Zhao."

Lin Shaoan on the other side of the phone quickly picked up the phone.

"Mr. Lin, I want to ask you something."

Zhao Yifan asked straight to the point: "Do you know Yang Zhiyuan?"

Lin Shaoan thought for a while, and said, "I don't know him, but my father does. Dr. Zhao, do you know Dr. Yang?"

"That's right, I know Mr. Lin, I'm going to book a plane ticket right now, what's your home address?"

Zhao Yifan couldn't help getting excited.The purpose of his coming to Qingzhou City was to find Senior Brother Yang, but now that someone finally knew about Senior Brother Yang, he naturally didn't want to delay.

"Doctor Zhao, just book your flight ticket and send me the flight number. I'll arrange someone to pick you up at the airport."

Hearing that Zhao Yifan was coming, and that he knew Yang Zhiyuan, Lin Shaoan also became excited.Because, if Zhao Yifan was Yang Zhiyuan's student or something, then his father's illness should be cured!

He had heard his father mention Yang Zhiyuan's medical skills more than once.I am deeply moved——if the presidents of universities such as Jingdu University of Medicine are selected based on their medical skills, then the position of president of Jingdu University of Medicine must be Yang Zhiyuan.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yifan called the airport and learned that exactly three hours later, there was a flight to Kyoto, but only the economy class was left.

It doesn't matter to Zhao Yifan whether the economy class or the business class is, anyway, it only takes five hours to fly from Qingzhou City to Kyoto City.

After booking the ticket, Zhao Yifan started to pack up and get ready.

Judging from yesterday's medical records, Lin Shaoan's father was already terminally ill, and the cold air in his body was like a tarsal maggot, and it had already turned into cold poison!
Ordinary medicine, acupuncture and moxibustion can't get rid of this old cold poison at all.

And if effective measures are not taken, the cold poison in the body will move up and attack the organs in a year at most. At that time, even if Zhao Yifan takes action, he is not sure that he can be cured.

"The hollow needle is still in the clinic."

After searching around the room, Zhao Yifan remembered that he had left the hollow needle in the clinic.

This hollow needle looks the same as an ordinary silver needle, but the inside is hollow, just like the gold needle hoop Zhao Yifan wears on his finger. However, it is not enough to use a gold needle hoop to treat Lin Shaoan's father. A hollow needle is also required.

When he came to the clinic, he found a needle box containing hollow needles, opened it and took a look, Zhao Yifan felt a burst of emotion.

See a needle like a man!

Back then, Master Li Xiao brought himself into the world to practice and sharpen, so he used this set of hollow needles to treat many patients. Later, before he drove west, he passed this set of hollow needles to himself.

"Master, I will be able to find Senior Brother Yang soon, when the time comes, our senior brothers will go back to pay homage to you..."

Zhao Yifan said silently in his heart that Li Xiao had told himself to find Senior Brother Yang Zhiyuan when he was driving west to the west.

I looked around, but there was no bag or anything like that. Zhao Yifan has always been used to going out empty-handed, but this set of special hollow needles is much longer than ordinary silver needles. .

After searching around, Zhao Yifan finally had to find a strong plastic bag and put the needle box in it.

I took a taxi and went straight to the airport.

Not only was there no shortage of passengers on this flight on the first day of the Lunar New Year, but it seemed that there were even more passengers than usual.

I really don't know where these people come from.

After going through the security check channel, boarding the plane, and finding his seat, Zhao Yifan sat down and put the plastic bag on the seat next to him.

"excuse me……"

When a familiar voice came, Zhao Yifan raised his head and frowned.

no one else.

It turned out to be that Huang Botao!

Huang Botao also recognized Zhao Yifan, and his brows were also tightly knit together.I thought to myself, what a bad luck, why did I sit next to this kid?
Zhao Yifan moved a bit, let Huang Botao sit inside, reached out to take the plastic bag, put it on his lap, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Huang Botao rolled his eyes, closed his eyes and got up.

Zeng Qiang went back yesterday, chatted for a few more words, and then the meeting ended—of course, he didn't mention anything about Huang Botao's so-called "two-pronged approach" treatment plan.

This made Huang Botao understand that what Zhao Yifan said before was correct, and what Zeng Qiang said about being stable was nothing more than a perfunctory remark, but he had mistakenly thought that he was praising Fangzi for his stability, and he was proud of it for a long time!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a joke.

Although no one said anything, Huang Botao always felt that the eyes of everyone behind him looked at him in a strange way.

The plane began to accelerate, its nose lifted, and it shot into the sky.

After taking off, Huang Botao opened his eyes and looked at the scenery outside for a while. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the plastic bag Zhao Yifan was holding.I guessed in my heart, this guy has been holding it in his hand all the time, so he must be holding some valuables, right?

But from the appearance point of view, it is a rectangular thing, what could it be?

Huang Botao pondered.

While Zhao Yifan closed his eyes and rested his mind, he was always thinking about Senior Brother Yang.

He remembered one thing, since Lin Shaoan and the others were also looking for the whereabouts of Senior Brother Yang, it is obvious that Senior Brother Yang is very likely to be still in Jiangnan Province?Could it be that she lived in seclusion?
When Master passed away, he only said that Senior Brother Yang was from Qingzhou City.The news clues given to Zhao Yifan are really too few.

I don't know if Lin Shao'an and the others know how many news clues they have.

Thinking about it, Zhao Yifan casually put the plastic bag containing the needle box in the storage bag under the seat in front of him.

Speechless all the way.

When we arrived at Kyoto City Airport, before the plane heard the news, some passengers in the economy class began to unbuckle their seat belts and open the luggage compartment, impatiently preparing to get off the plane.

Zhao Yifan sat in the outermost seat. If he didn't leave, Huang Botao and the other person inside would not be able to leave.

Thinking about something, Zhao Yifan stood up and walked outside with the crowd.

The passengers sitting in the middle followed closely behind and walked out with the crowd. Huang Botao stood up and took two steps, and suddenly found that Zhao Yifan's plastic bag was still in the storage bag under the seat.

Huang Botao hesitated for a moment, looked at the passengers who were about to get off the plane, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he took out the plastic bag and weighed it lightly in his hand. It was very light, and he didn't know what it contained. .

Entering the passage, Huang Botao saw Zhao Yifan walking out with the crowd at a leisurely pace. He turned into the bathroom with a plastic bag in his hand, opened the plastic bag, took out the box, and opened it for a look.

"It turned out to be a needle box!"

Huang Botao curled his lips, thinking he was pretending to be something.

"This is... a hollow needle, this thing is rare."

Opening the needle box and taking a look, Huang Botao recognized that it was a specially made hollow needle. He took out one and folded it lightly. The silver needle was bent and straightened, and shook a few times, "Good needle!"

His heart moved, Zhao Yifan was carrying a needle box with him, and it seemed that he was here to treat people.

Huang Botao crumpled up the plastic bag and threw it into the trash can, put the needle box into his bag, and walked out as if nothing had happened, thinking gloatingly: "Look at you boy, you don't have needles, how can you treat people!"

(End of this chapter)