Coming out of the room, Chen Yang said, "Go back and go to Yuelin to ask for a set of needles." ”

"Good. ”

After eating, Chen Yang said, "I have to go down the mountain tomorrow." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Tongnan City. ”

"What are you doing there?"

"See a doctor. ”

Yuelin asked, "Is the other party seriously ill?"

Chen Yang said: "It should be quite serious, I heard that it may be life-threatening." ”

"Are you sure then?"

"I guess that's fine. ”

"You ......" Yuelin was a little speechless.

You don't even know what the situation is like, just say it's no problem, are you so confident?

Chen Yang said: "Don't worry, it's okay." It was a real person from the Daomen. ”

"Which real person?" Yue Lin searched for the Taoist temple and real person in Tongnan City in his mind, and a name popped up in his mind.

He asked, "Could it be Ye Wanghai of Sanyuan Palace?"

"You know?"

"Recognize. ”

Yuelin said: "He used to come here once a year, but in fact, he has a wide range of medical contacts. ”

Chen Yang snorted, he knew it in his heart.

After all, it's a medical word.

Think about it, those doctors in the hospital, how many powerful people have made friends, you can understand how high the status of the Taoist of the medical word is.

And this status is not only in the Daomen.

With the signboard of the word medical treatment, we can cross forces and regions to achieve true unification.

Whether it is the secular magnates, or the No. 97 of the military department, or the Taoist gate, or even the Buddhist gate, there are also Taoist leaders who seek medical words.

To put it bluntly, the Taoist of the medical word gate is an angel who saves lives and helps the wounded, with a pair of small white wings.

As long as you are a human being, there will be times when you need them in this life.

And the more exquisite and profound the medical skills, the higher the status and the wider the network.

It's just that these old Taoist elders don't care much about this.

But if you don't care, you don't care, and it's not a simple thing to ask them to help.

It was late at night.

Qing Jiu stood in front of the mirror, looking at his skinny and scarred self in the mirror.

He took out a silver needle and gently inserted it into his left shoulder.

Through the feedback from himself, he adjusted the intensity appropriately.

He had no true qi and no medicinal herbs, so he could only perform acupuncture first.

He has an excellent memory, and he remembers everything Chen Yang taught him.

Which acupuncture point should be performed first, how much force should be controlled, and how long should the needle be removed after application.

He remembered all of this very well.

More than half an hour later, the alarm clock placed at the head of the bed rang.

He began to take the needle.

Take out a silver needle and a silver needle.

The needle was blackened, and he silently walked to the bedside, turned off the alarm clock, and then walked to the table and poured a glass of water.

He pinched the tail of the needle, submerged the silver needle halfway, and shook it slightly, and the black of the needle was like ink, rippling in the water.

The silver needles were cleaned and put away, then the water from the teacup was poured out, rinsed several more times, and put upside down on the table.

He was lying on the bed with his clothes, thinking about the events of the past few days in his mind, and his emotions inevitably fluctuated.

"It's really good luck that I met a waste person like me, who was abolished dantian. ”

He laughed to himself.

"This Xuanyang Dao Master is indeed extraordinary. ”

If he knew that Chen Yang had only canonized the real person not long ago, he was afraid that he would be shocked again.

The next day, Chen Yang went down the mountain.

When the person was still on the road, he had already received a call from Ye Yan.

"Dao Chief, where have you been?"

"It's already on the way, and it should be half an hour to the station. ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the station, and I'll call you when you arrive. ”

The day after Ye Yan left, Chen Yang planned to go to him.

As a result, he received a call from Ye Yan the next day, telling him that his grandfather had not seen visitors in the past two days.

Yesterday it was finally out of customs.

So he hurriedly called Chen Yang and asked him to come over.

Otherwise, the next time he uses the retreat as an excuse and waits for him to get out, I'm afraid he should prepare a coffin for him.

Speaking of the coffin, Chen Yang suddenly thought of the middle-aged fat man who set the fire.

The money for burning the trees in the Dome Mountain has already been paid to the account.

The government also imposed monetary and legal penalties on them.

However, Chen Yang estimates that they may not survive the day of trial.

That day, if he remembered correctly, he seemed to have taken more than 20 bad luck charms.

Chen Yang didn't know that Zhang Qiang and the middle-aged fat man had been picking up soap in the cell for the past few days, and they couldn't stand up straight.

Forty minutes later.

The car arrived at the station.

In the anticipation of Ye Yan's hope for the stars and the moon, he finally saw a familiar figure wearing a Taoist uniform and walked out of the station.

"Daochang Chen, Daochang Chen, this way!"

He waved his hand, excited like a fan who had come to pick him up.

"Sorry, long waiting. ”

"I've just arrived, too. ”

Ye Yan said: "Dao Chang hasn't eaten yet, right? Let's go eat something first, and then go back to Sanyuan Palace." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Yan wanted to invite him to eat something good, but Chen Yang pulled him to eat casually outside.

For Chen Yang, there are only two kinds of food.

One is grown in their own garden, and the other is outside the garden.

Outside the vegetable garden, whether it is a three-star Michelin or a roadside stall, it makes no difference.

"Daochang Chen, when you come with me for a while, don't be busy talking, there are a lot of doctors coming today, and grandpa doesn't like to let people see a doctor by nature, so he may be a little excited. Ye Yan took the preventive injection in advance.

"yes, I see. ”

He had already learned from the information given by the system what kind of person Ye Zhenren was.

It's not that Ye Wanghai doesn't want to see a doctor, but he is afraid of death.

He's just afraid of death.

More afraid of death than anyone else.

Don't look at him shouting, I won't die, I won't die, but in my heart I am more afraid of death than anyone else.

He refused to see a doctor because he knew what his body was doing and felt that there was no need to see a doctor.

I was afraid of death, and I refused to see a doctor.

This kind of psychology is actually very contradictory.

But he just wouldn't look.

Come to Sanyuan Palace, the gate is open, there are not many visitors, three or three.

The Taoist priest knew Ye Yan, and when he saw him coming, he nodded, and immediately looked at Chen Yang: "Who is this Taoist friend?"

"Poor road Xuanyang. Chen Yang said with a smile.

He's smart now.

When you see people, you don't report your full name, and you don't report your own Taoist temple.

The entire Daomen, the Dao number is called Xuanyang, there are not a hundred but eighty.

Although he is famous, he doesn't feel so big that everyone knows him.

The Taoist priest seemed to have heard this name, thought silently for a few seconds, and asked, "Is it the real person of Xuanyang of Lingshan Taoist Temple?"

The words of the Taoist priest made Chen Yang understand a truth.

A person as good as him is like a firefly in the night.

It's so dazzling, so outstanding.

No matter how deliberately it is hidden, it cannot be concealed.

This made him feel extremely distressed.

So he smiled slightly: "It's me." ”