There are many causes of 'jing' mental diseases, some of which are congenitally inherited, but more of which are acquired. The sting of a matter and the splitting of a mind may lead to a 'spirit' disorder. Although it is the same 'spirit' mental illness, the external performance is completely different, for example, Zhu Yingxia's second uncle belongs to the paranoid type, and he has obsessions in his heart, so he is relatively normal most of the time, and only when it comes to Zhu Yingxia will he be like a madman. And the child of Fang Ting's second aunt, that is, Fang Ting's cousin, his disease belongs to the manic-depressive type of 'essence' mental disease. The onset time is uncertain, and the cycle of depressive state and violent state alternately is a specific manifestation of this type of 'spirit' mental illness.

In recent years, Chinese medicine has made great progress in the treatment of 'jing' mental diseases, and the effect of treatment is achieved by regulating the inner and consolidating the external. This time, Zhong Hou still felt very stressed, after all, there was only one day. It is impossible to cure, but to achieve a short-term effect through acupuncture, and then to slowly cure it by taking 'medicine', Zhong Hou is still somewhat sure.

Fang Ting had already discussed this matter with her second aunt, and Zhong Hou waited there with peace of mind, while thinking in his mind about how to achieve the greatest effect without harming the patient's body.

It didn't take long for Fang Ting to come back, and she nodded at Zhong Hou: "My second aunt said that you can try it, but don't 'mess' if you are not sure, so as not to get worse." ”

Zhong Hou smiled bitterly, it seems that he doesn't have any hope for himself. However, it is also understandable that people as powerful as Gao Weng can only alleviate the disease, but cannot cure it radically, so you can know how powerful the disease is. Zhong Hou, an outsider, wants to win the trust of others, it is estimated that he is willing to let him try it for the sake of Fang Ting's face.

In addition to smiling bitterly, Zhong Hou was more excited. What he likes to do most is the kind of things that others think have little hope, and what he likes to watch the most is the kind of satisfaction that those people get unexpectedly when they don't have hope. In the past, when he was on the cross slope, he did a lot of such things.

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Aunt Fang Ting's house looks a little dilapidated on the outside, but it is not bad inside. When Zhong Hou entered, Fang Ting's second aunt smiled at Zhong Hou, and still gave a few serious instructions, which were nothing more than the words that Fang Ting said before. If it were someone else, he might be annoyed, but Zhong Hou knew that rural people were like that, he didn't hide it, and he just said it if he had something to say, because there was nothing displeased.

The name of the 'spirit' patient in his early thirties was not bad, Fang Hai 'Bo'. According to Zhong Hou's understanding, when he was about twenty years old and working outside, he suddenly got a 'spirit' mental illness, and there must be some unknown reasons in it, but when the family saw him, he was already abnormal, and it was not clear what caused his 'spirit' malfunction, so there were no good clues for Zhong Hou.

When Zhong Hou walked into Fang Hai's 'wave' room, he was looking out the window in a daze with a melancholy expression, and he didn't know what attracted his attention. He was so intoxicated, living completely in his own world, Zhong Hou kept walking to his side and he still didn't react.

Following his line of sight, Zhong Hou saw a large field of golden rice, shining in the sun. That place was one of the few plain fields in the village, where the rations of a dozen families were grown.

"Why are you looking at those rice?" Zhong Hou asked lightly.

To Zhong Hou's surprise, Fang Hai 'Bo' actually replied, and his answer was somewhat similar to a dream: "She likes it, she says that she likes to smell the special aroma of the rice when it is about to ripen, she likes the spectacular sight of the rice lying in a row after being harvested, she likes it very much." ”

"Who is she?" Zhong Hou perked up, and hurriedly asked, he knew that Fang Hai's 'wave' at this time should be immersed in a kind of thought, so a lot of memories were flowing in his mind, at this time, if he asked anything, if he answered, it must be true.

"She is a very beautiful and beautiful 'girl' child, her hair is like aquatic plants, her eyes are crescent moon when she smiles, she speaks softly and softly, she is Daoxiang. Rice fragrance, rice fragrance. When Fang Hai 'Bo' talked about Daoxiang, his expression was a little trance-like, and suddenly, his face became hideous again, "Father-in-law of the land, you return my wife, you give me back my wife." ”

Because of the thorn 'excited' in one name, Fang Hai's 'wave' became ill again. Zhong Hou shook his head again and again, he originally wanted to take the opportunity to come up with something, but it seems that this plan has died again. Zhong Hou quickly took out the long needle, sterilized, and went down a few needles before Fang Hai's 'wave' went crazy, his needle method was different from Gao Weng's, but the 'acupoint' of the needle was the same, after Zhong Hou's needle, Fang Hai' 'wave' quieted down again.

Fang Ting's second aunt, who was standing at the entrance of the 'door', saw that Fang Hai's 'wave' mood had become 'agitated', and she was a little nervous, and she was hesitating whether to call Gao Weng over, but she saw Zhong Hou quickly take out the needle, and then her son was quiet. This surprised her, it seemed that Fang Ting's object was good, maybe it was possible to cure the sea 'wave', and hope suddenly surged in her heart.

Zhong Hou: These few stitches are just a rudimentary step. The next step is his real purpose. This step requires the use of true qi to make the needle, commonly known as the qi needle, and the number of people who can do it is very limited, and Gao Weng can't either, so he can't cure Fang Hai's 'wave' condition at all.

Zhong Hou wasn't really sure, but he still had to try. For some reasons, after the stabbing 'stimulated' spirit, there will be abnormalities in the parts of the body, and Zhong Hou is to regulate the inner body by stabbing and 'stimulating' some 'acupoints', so that those abnormalities become normal.

The tiger raised its head, the dragon swung its tail, and the phoenix became angry and turned to ashes. This is the summary of the three types of needles that the Zhong family has secretly handed down, tiger head needle, dragon tail needle and phoenix needle. The tiger head needle is external, the dragon tail needle is internal, and the phoenix needle can only needle a few very special 'acupoints' of the human body. Of these three acupuncture methods, Zhong Hou will only have the first two and the latter one, which is too demanding, and his true qi is cold and 'sexual', and it is not very suitable, so he has not learned it.

Zhong Hou used Fang Hai's 'wave' as a dragon tail needle. Zhong Hou first used a burst of Fang Hai 'Bo' to faint and fell asleep, and then put it on the 'bed', a large string of silver needles was placed on his right hand, Zhong Hou drank softly, lifted his breath, and took out the needle! A hand gently touched Fang Hai' 'Bo', and where that hand clicked, it was quickly stabbed with a needle. Zhong Hou's needle was extremely fast, and in a short time, Fang Hai's 'wave' was tattooed with forty or fifty needles. Zhong Hou 'inserted' the last needle and let out a long sigh of relief.

After slightly adjusting his breathing, Zhong Hou brought up his true qi and slowly twisted the silver needle on some special 'acupoints', and Fang Hai's 'wave' face suddenly reacted. After a cup of tea, Zhong Hou adjusted all the special 'acupoints', and then took back the silver needles one by one.

As the last silver needle was withdrawn, Fang Hai 'Bo' slowly woke up. "Who are you?" he looked at Zhong Hou with a wary expression, and then asked, "What about Daoxiang?

Fang Ting's second aunt happened to come over with a bowl of sugar 'chicken' eggs, and when she heard Fang Hai's two words asked, she was immediately stunned and burst into tears. She hurriedly put the bowl in her hand to catch up, and asked hopefully, "Hai 'Bo', do you know who I am?"

Fang Hai 'Bo' laughed: "You are my mother, why don't I know you?"

The second aunt immediately cried with joy, and thanked Zhong Houlai without a mouth, but Fang Hai 'Bo' was stunned to the side, a little 'touching' and confused.