The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

Several people hurried up to pan Yuzhu's grandfather, pan tuogen. One of the middle-aged men, without saying a word, knelt down in front of the old man with a plop. He looked eagerly at Pan tuogen and said with a cry, "old fairy, do you remember me? I'm Huang Abao! "

"Wong Po?" The old man, with both hands on his back, looked down at the middle-aged man in front of him, but nodded slightly and said, "last summer, I just got cured and went out. What are you doing here?"

"Old fairy, this time it's not me, it's my brother, he, he also has a stroke! Please, please treat him! You are a great benefactor to our family The man named Huang Abao got up, turned around and helped the patient to the old man.

"Old fairy, this is my brother, ah CAI. Please, take him Huang A Bao helped his younger brother and begged in a cry.

Several of the family members who came with us also cried in unison.

As soon as his knees softened, he had to kneel down to the old man.

The old man waved his hand, stopped several kneeling movements, looked at the patient, squinted and asked, "have you ever found a witch doctor? Have you ever been to the West hospital? Have you ever been treated recklessly

"No, no!" The family members immediately waved their hands and swore, "absolutely not. We all know your rules. We have never found anyone else to rule you!"

"Yes The old man smelled the speech, nodded slightly, but continued to ask, "how do you behave?"

Huang Abao immediately said, "don't worry. My brother is as honest as I am. It's not the greedy one. It's never done anything wrong. Old man, if you look at me, you will know who my brother is. "

After hearing this, the old man, noncommittal, stepped forward and gave a brief diagnosis to the patient a CAI.

Then, in the eyes of the patients and their families, who were worried and looking forward to it, old doctor pan tuogen finally nodded without expression, carrying his hands: "stay! Two weeks! Two weeks later, he will walk out of my Valley by himself

"Great, great!"

"Thank you, old fairy! You are a living immortal

"You are a Bodhisattva

The patient's family were all overjoyed, and even said thanks.

"Wait here, I'll get ready!" Pan tuogen old man put down a word, on the back of his hands, turned into the small earth house.

Seeing everything go so smoothly, the patient's family was so excited. Brother

as like as two peas, especially Huang Abao, was so happy that he turned to Feng Feng and disregarded the frustration of his face. He said, "old gentleman is really a living God. After my stroke last year, I was half asleep, and I couldn't walk anymore, just like my brother. I was carried by my family and came here. Anyway, the old fairy took me. It's strange that here, he didn't give us any treatment, medicine or needle. He ate and drank every day and lived for half a month. Hey, guess what? Half a month later, I walked out of the valley myself! It wasn't just me. At that time, several stroke patients who lived here like me all carried in and walked out like me. Hey, you say God or not? This valley, we all call it "immortal Valley!"

Huang A Bao talks and rubs his hands. He says happily that people all over the world would like to know the magic of the fairy valley.

But these words, listening to Ye Feng's ears, Ye Feng's eyes glared fiercely.

Unexpectedly, this old Yao doctor has such ability?

All stroke sequelae patients, living here for half a month, according to eat according to drink, do not take medicine, even miraculously healed?

As a member of the Qihuang sect, Ye Feng doesn't think that the old Yao doctor has any immortal witchcraft, because the old Yao doctor himself is also against witchcraft.

In this way, it must be the old Yao doctor who has a unique secret recipe.

Is it true that in the depths of Dayao Mountain, there are some special methods for stroke sequelae that you don't know?

At the thought of this possibility, Ye Feng's heart suddenly became fiery.

Nowadays, there are countless patients with stroke.

In the streets and alleys, we can often see patients with hemiplegia staggering along. Both the patients and their families suffered from the disease.

Of course, Ye Feng is fully capable of treating the disease with acupuncture, but his strength is meager after all.

If in this world, there is really a kind of spiritual prescription that can miraculously treat this disease, what good news it will bring to the patients all over the world?

The more he thought about it, the more fiery Ye Feng was.

After a little meditation, Ye Feng went to the patient a CAI, bowed slightly, and said to the patient's family: "excuse me, I'm also a traditional Chinese medicine. Can I have a look at the patient? "

"Oh? Are you also a traditional Chinese medicine? Are you here to learn from the old gods? " Huang Abao, a CAI's brother, immediately spoke and asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, it is." Ye Feng nodded."Good, good! Since he is a disciple of the old immortal, what else can he say? Just look Huang Abao immediately made a decision for the patient.

Ye Feng nodded slightly and immediately put out three fingers and pressed them on the patient's Cun Guan Chi.

After a brief pulse diagnosis, Ye Feng's heart was clear.

I didn't say anything, but my finger moved slightly. Several silver needles appeared in Ye Feng's hands.

As soon as the finger shakes, the silver needle shoots out and penetrates into the patient's Baihui, Lianquan, yamen, Neiguan, Zusanli and other acupoints.

Huang achai, the patient, had a crooked mouth and eyes, and his words were not good. Suddenly, he saw that Ye Feng had put a needle in him. In the accident, his mood fluctuated and he had a voice in his throat, but he couldn't say anything. He only had saliva, and it was obvious that he was very frightened.

"Oh, why did you give it back?" The family members of the patients were all surprised at this scene.

However, the family members mistakenly thought that Ye Feng was a disciple of the old immortal. Although they were very surprised that Ye Feng suddenly gave the needle, they did not dare to stop it.

Just one by one widened his eyes, nervously looking at Ye Feng and the patient.

"Relax, you'll be fine!" Ye Fengfei needle into the point, said with a smile to comfort the patient.

Not only that, but also his hands kept twirling needles with flying fingers.

In a few minutes, he twisted every silver needle hundreds of times.

In this rapid twist, the points where the needle fell miraculously appeared a layer of red halo.

"Well Patient a CAI, throat is agitated, in the mouth issued a sound of gibberish.

"Well, what's the matter? Are you ok? Can you, little doctor? " The family members of the patient, seeing this scene, were a little flustered and cried out.