A Chinese medicine practitioner can be so down-and-out like this, Yi Yongheng really can't believe it, even if the medical skills are not good, it is still okay to eat with a mouthful, and where is the old man in front of him still a little human.

Listening to the words of the stall owner, he suddenly became interested, and walked over, the old man was in rags, his back was against the wall, as if he was going to fall apart at any time, his eyes were hollow, and he looked very godless.

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face full of vicissitudes showed a trace of surprise, glanced at Yi Yongheng, and then regained his composure, as if he hadn't heard this sentence, the stall owner next to him hurriedly walked over and said, "Old man, are you hungry?"

The old man nodded slightly.

"Do you still have the ability to give me acupuncture? I'll buy you food." The stall owner said.

Hearing this, the old man still nodded, and the seemingly weak body suddenly stood up forcefully, but it was only a flash in the pan, and the stall owner walked over without hesitation to support the old man, and then gave Yi Yongheng a look and walked forward.

Seeing this, Yi Yongheng didn't know that the stall owner was helping him, so he hurriedly chased after him, but he was muttering on his mouth: "Well, my set, it seems that it doesn't work." ”

Originally, according to Yi Yongheng's method of looking at color, this old man's illness, he was clear at a glance, he did have injuries on his body, and he was depressed for many years, which was the reason why his body did not go through the wind, but he understood that this depression was not the biggest reason for the empty eyes of this old man.

Walking through the downtown area, the pace of the two was unhurried, Yi Yongheng followed behind, and the stall owner turned his head from time to time and looked at Yi Yongheng, as if he wanted to say something, but he looked at the old man, and finally gave up, Yi Yongheng didn't ask, just followed the two slowly.

They didn't stop until they reached a building in a neighborhood.

The environment of the community can be called bad, garbage everywhere, a few shops, also closed doors, the stall owner took out the door card, put it on the door to induce, and then walked in, the corridor is not very wide, two people stand side by side and barely look, this is obviously designed to save space, and even more is that the corridor is full of a strange smell, which makes people feel disgusting and want to vomit, but this is nothing for Yi Yongheng.

What is strange is that the stall owner climbed up to the eighth floor, and the old man also followed him to the eighth floor, the stall owner was already out of breath, but the old man did not change his face, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, which made Yi Yongheng even deeper his guess.

The stall owner's house is a single room, full of miscellaneous goods, with an upside-down blessing on the wall, and the only thing that catches the eye is the color TV set of less than ten inches on the small cabinet, which is broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala, and the person watching the TV is the child.

"Uncle, you, why are you here? Seeing Yi Yongheng, the stall owner's child looked a little surprised, since Yi Yongheng beat up the two almost invincible chengguan in his eyes, Yi Yongheng naturally became his idol, he thought that it would be good if he could learn such a trick and a half from this uncle.

"Hehe, New Year's Day, come to greet you for the New Year, aren't you welcome?" Yi Yongheng smiled.

"Welcome, welcome, how not welcome. The child seemed a little at a loss and very excited.

"Jiang Jiang, don't go and pour tea for your uncle, take the melon seeds out. Seeing his son's appearance, the stall owner hurriedly ordered: "See the smile, you sit, you sit." ”

"It's fine. Yi Yongheng sat on the messy wooden bed unceremoniously, without the slightest dislike, but the old man looked at Yi Yongheng strangely, but it was fleeting, and then the stall owner took off his shirt and lay on the bed, and the old man took out a set of clothes from a small bag he carried, silver needles and fire pots, the old man looked sloppy, but the fire pot and silver needles were spotless, cold and light, but Yi Yongheng was not surprised, if he was really a capable Chinese medicine practitioner, he couldn't do this, it was undoubtedly a charlatan。

In the following half an hour, the old man did not anxiously perform some acupuncture on the stall owner, which can be described as extremely unique, even Yi Yongheng saw that his heart was rippling, although he had superb medical skills, but there are too many strange people in the field of Chinese medicine, even if it is a miracle doctor, he does not dare to really claim to be invincible in the world.

"The unique stitching, the calm mentality, and the control of time, it takes time to hone, some places are more unique than me, it seems that I used to underestimate the world. In his heart, Yi Yongheng couldn't help but be a little surprised, this old man's treatment method is indeed unique, the stall owner's illness, Yi Yongheng naturally knows, but this is not a serious illness, plus the two are not the kind of people who are particularly familiar with each other, Yi Yongheng has no intention of helping him treat, but who would have thought that he would meet him again in the downtown area, and he also saw such a hidden old man.

"The foreign cold evil invaded the acupoints on his back, resulting in the astringency and stagnation of the meridians, the flow of qi and blood is not smooth, the doctor said that it does not make sense, it hurts, and for some reason it causes back pain, and even induces heartache. When the old man received the needle, Yi Yongheng only said such a sentence, and then looked at him without speaking.

"You are also a Chinese medicine practitioner?" What is surprising is that the old man who has not spoken finally spoke, what Yi Yongheng said just now is basically in line with what he did, but the pathology is impermanent, so the medical methods of Chinese medicine also need to be impermanent, but in the final analysis, the meaning is all figured out.

"A little bit of it, a little bit of it. Yi Yongheng only said four words, and at this time, Jiang Jiang sensibly walked over with three cups of tea, he did not give Yi Yongheng first, but handed the old man a cup, and then walked to Yi Yongheng's side: "Uncle, drink tea." ”

Yi Yongheng nodded and took the tea in Jiang Jiang's hand, and at this time, the stall owner also stood up and moved for a moment before saying, "The old man's acupuncture method is really amazing. ”

The stall owner praised such a sentence, but it was not excessive, grasping this scale, this change in tone made Yi Yongheng understand something, paused, and the stall owner said: "I'm going to cook, you guys chat, Jiang Jiang, come and help." ”

Jiang Jiang looked at his father, and then at Yi Yongheng, and walked to the kitchen with some reluctance, Yi Yongheng, the stall owner's approach, naturally understood, and when the two entered the kitchen, he took a sip of tea and said: "With the old man's medical skills, I'm afraid that if you go anywhere for a consultation, you will not worry about it for the rest of your life, why did you end up like this?"

He never likes to beat around the bush when he speaks, and he goes straight to the point, the reason why he said those medical theories just now is to have a common language with the old man, but he really wants the old man to say what is in his heart, and it needs to be deeper, so he simply takes a dose of fierce medicine.

Sure enough, hearing Yi Yongheng's words, the look on the old man's face became ugly, and his eyes looked at Yi Yongheng with a hint of essence: "Who are you? They sent you? I am already a dying person, are you still unwilling to let me go?"

As soon as he heard this, Yi Yongheng was slightly stunned, but it was only an instant: "No, I didn't send it by anyone, it's just a coincidence that I met you, I want to point out that just now your needle technique and the heat of the fire pot have reached the transformation realm, but your changes and control of acupuncture points are a little worse, if you are in the tenth needle, offset the tail by three inches, I'm afraid the effect is better, especially .........."

Yi Yongheng talked about medicine as soon as he opened his mouth, and only in this way could he dispel the doubts in the old man's heart, and he secretly determined what he thought in his heart.

When the old man heard this, he was also stunned, but the doubts on his face dispelled a lot: "What you said is not all right, if you understand acupuncture, then you should understand the way of change of doctors, there are all kinds of things, even if you are impossible, it is impossible to be perfect, even if it is a miracle doctor in ancient times, it is the same." ”

"Hehe, what the old gentleman said is right, but Chinese medicine pays attention to the five elements of yin and yang, all changes are in it, your changes are in response to the lesions, some like Western medicine, the real way of control, is not to be controlled by the disease, passive counterattack, but to lead the yin and yang of the human body, grasp the overall situation for diagnosis, and naturally everything is clear. As soon as he heard the old man's words, Yi Yongheng knew that there was a door, what he didn't expect was that he originally wanted to talk, but now it seems that the two of them are discussing academics, but Yi Yongheng is also a traditional Chinese medicine, and he has inherited the Huatuo lineage, so naturally he will not lose the face of his master.

"Hahaha, the general leader of Yin and Yang is to look at the pathology from a macro perspective, and my treatment method is to explore the solution from a micro perspective and those Western medicine that does not enter the stream, which is too far away, we pay attention to going with the flow and controlling the efficacy in nature. The old man smiled heartily as if he had met a confidant for many years.

"Hehe, it's me who is inferior, and the old gentleman's mentality is beyond my reach, but no matter the macro or micro, there is no escape from the changes of yin and yang, so the old gentleman's words are also right and not right. Yi Yongheng was modest, but he was a little persistent in the back.

"You're right, but you're not right, the way of change in the doctor is sometimes beyond yin and yang, everyone has their own code of conduct, a disease is treated by ten Chinese medicine practitioners, there may be ten different results, everything is changing, so we also need to change. The old man's last sentence seemed simple, but it contained deep meaning, hearing this, Yi Yongheng was silent, not because he couldn't answer, but because he was shocked, he didn't expect that the old man he met by accident was so knowledgeable in Chinese medicine.

But with such an opportunity, how could Yi Yongheng easily give up his words, as a descendant of Hua Tuo, if he can't fight him, then he can be regarded as a Chinese medicine that he has studied for so long in vain..............