After leaving from Wolong Mountain, Ye Xiaofan went back to the company with Su Qingyue.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Wen Ruyu called Ye Xiaofan and said that Wen Lao had decided to continue treatment for Su's mother.

If what Wen Ruyu said was true, once Elder Wen treated Su's mother, then he would definitely not be able to continue practicing medicine with ancient medical techniques.

Ye Xiaofan hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go over and take a look, after all, this is also closely related to Su's mother's health.

However, he didn't tell Su Qingyue about this, firstly, Su Qingyue did not know the true situation of Su's mother, Ye Xiaofan was afraid that she would worry, and secondly, Ye Xiaofan believed that if Wen Lao took action personally, Su's mother would not have a problem.

Half an hour later, inside the Wolong Mountain Sanatorium.

In a private confirmation room, Elder Wen was preparing to give Su's mother what she needed for treatment.

Wen Ruyu greeted Ye Xiaofan at the door, after learning that Ye Xiaofan would come over, Wen Runyu was obviously very happy, no matter whether Ye Xiaofan agreed to Wen Lao or not, as long as Ye Xiaofan could come over, it would be enough.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the back of Wen Lao who was checking Su's mother's condition, his heart was still full of doubts, and he secretly muttered in his heart, "Is Chinese medicine really so magical, this is the civilization we inherit?"

Ye Xiaofan didn't know about it before, so he was very curious now.

After a minute, Wen Lao turned around slightly, and saw Ye Xiaofan watching intently on the side, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, today he is going to condense his lifelong learning in just ten minutes, this is his last chance to use medical skills to conquer Ye Xiaofan.

"I have given her a soothing soup in advance, and it will be slightly painful when the needle is applied for a while, so as to alleviate the pain that her body is suffering. Wen Lao explained.

Ye Xiaofan was slightly stunned, and looked at the sleeping mother Su in surprise, with a completely unbelievable expression.

Isn't this the same effect as the anesthetic in Western medicine?

"Don't worry, anesthetics are harmful to the human body, but the tranquilizing soup is absolutely harmless to the body, which is where Chinese medicine is powerful. Elder Wen saw Ye Xiaofan's doubts and explained with a smile.

"I'm tired. Ye Xiaofan said politely.

Elder Wen nodded and said, "Don't be polite to me, what I'm doing now can be regarded as a little compensation for what I did before, as for your decision......"

Elder Wen turned his head to look at Ye Xiaofan, who was expressionless on the side, and did not continue to speak.

Ye Xiaofan didn't speak, but kept staring at Mother Su on the hospital bed, and at this moment, I saw Mother Su's body tremble, and the corners of her mouth began to foam.

Ye Xiaofan's face changed, and he was about to step forward to check, but was stopped by Wen Laoyi.

"Don't move, let her spit it all out!" Wen Lao said coldly.

Although Ye Xiaofan had doubts in his heart, he couldn't say anything at this time, after all, he was not a professional, and he could only obey Elder Wen's arrangement.

That is, after Su's mother stopped twitching, Wen Lao motioned to the nurse on the side to wipe the white foam from the corner of Su's mother's mouth, and then took the needle bag from the table next to him, only to see eight needles of different sizes and shapes placed in the needle bag.

This is not an ordinary silver needle, but the eight needles of the green dragon in ancient acupuncture, and it is also the crystallization of Wen Lao's life's work, it can be said that his medical skills are all in these eight needles.

This is also the real reason why he called Ye Xiaofan over today, he hopes to conquer Ye Xiaofan in such a way, so that he can have a deep understanding and understanding of Chinese medicine.

Qinglong Eight Needles, as the name suggests, is a combination of eight silver needles, these eight silver needles are different in length and thickness, which requires extremely high requirements for acupuncture techniques and true qi mastery.

Even if Elder Wen spent decades of hard work, in fact, he did not use all of the Qinglong Eight Needles to the extreme, which is also what he really regrets, so he hopes that someone can inherit his medical skills and carry forward the Qinglong Eight Needles.

"Xiaofan, look at it!"

Wen Lao raised his breath and let out a loud sigh, and immediately reached out to probe the needle, and a few silver needles rotated in his hand, and under the urging of true qi, they had already entered the acupuncture points of Su's mother's people, Neiguan, Hegu and so on.

"The first shot, the green dragon swings his head!"

Wen Lao's expression was focused, his technique was steady and accurate, and after applying the needle as fast as lightning, the silver needle had accurately pierced the old man's major acupuncture points.

And every time the needle drops, it's like a textbook performance.

Even like a giant dragon rising into the sky, Ye Xiaofan was quite shocked when he saw it.

"The second shot, the green dragon groaned!"

Hiss!

The tip of the needle rubbed against the air in the air, and there was a faint sound similar to a dragon's groan, Ye Xiaofan was amazed when he listened, and as Wen Lao used the silver needle to break the index finger of Su's mother's right hand, a few drops of blood gushed out from his fingertips.

However, the performance had just begun, and Wen Lao quickly took out the third stitch from the side.

"Qinglong rides the clouds!"

Wen Lao's fingers were as fast as lightning, and the silver needle was accurately and quickly pierced into an acupuncture point next to Su's mother's thumb, and this time it pierced in, as if the whole body was cut by a sharp blade.

With the third needle of Wen Lao not entered, even if Su's mother was in a coma, she was faintly unable to bear the pain completely, and her forehead was already overflowing with layers of cold sweat.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofan couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Don't worry, my grandfather never missed. Wen Ruyu comforted Ye Xiaofan's nervous emotions on the side.

"Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ......"

Ye Xiaofan saw that Wen Lao's five fingers were all holding silver needles between his fingers, and his fingers continued to pierce into Su's mother like a gust of wind, and his face suddenly changed.

This needle is heavier than the strength of the first needle, and Su's mother's face is becoming more and more ugly.

Ye Xiaofan hesitated for a few seconds, looking at Wen Lao's scarlet eyes, and his heart became more and more worried.

If Su's mother really had any accidents, he would never be able to explain to Su Qingyue.

"Elder Wen, this ......"

"Don't interrupt me, watch from the sidelines!" Wen Lao said coldly.

Wen Lao turned his head, no longer bothered with Ye Xiaofan, held a few silver needles in his hand again, and continued to apply needles to the acupuncture points under Su's mother's abdomen.

Wen Lao's concentration soon infected Ye Xiaofan beside him, and for a while, his eyes were also attracted by Wen Lao's needle, and he secretly sighed at the accuracy of Wen Lao's needle.

Ten minutes later, as Elder Wen submerged the last silver needle into the Yinling Spring in Tang Yin's abdomen, Elder Wen let out a long breath, a layer of cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, and the whole person stumbled and suddenly fell down.