Chapter 295: Massage (3rd Update)
"This ......" Liu Lang was facing away from Mu Xueqing and the others, so they couldn't see how Liu Lang started the needle, but Li Mengdong was standing opposite Liu Lang, and he could see this action clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Li Mengdong has been immersed in acupuncture for decades, and the only time he saw an acupuncture in this way was more than 60 years ago, and that person was his master.
It is rumored that his master is not only proficient in medical Taoism, but also has quite achievements in martial arts, at that time, his master said that if you want to practice this hand acupuncture technique, you can't rely on talent and hard work alone, because this is a combination of martial arts and medical Taoism, and only when you reach a certain height in martial arts, you will be able to use it freely.
Thinking of Old Man Tan's evaluation of Liu Lang before, Li Mengdong immediately realized that Liu Lang was far stronger than he imagined.
Of course, now is not the time to think about so many things, according to what Liu Lang said, after the thirty-six silver needles are removed, Old Man Mu can only hold on for another half an hour, so he can't stop for a moment.
"Liu Lang, I said the name of the acupuncture point, you come to apply the needle, the specific depth, I believe you know better than me. Li Mengdong took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression.
"Okay, let's start!" Liu Lang nodded.
"Tianshu!" Li Mengdong no longer hesitated, and reported the name of the first acupuncture point in a deep voice.
Tiangang's thirteen needles are a set of acupuncture, based on thirteen silver needles, with a total of thirty-two variations, and Li Mengdong is one of the ones selected according to Old Man Mu's condition.
Li Mengdong's aftermath faded slightly, Liu Lang's hand moved, and a three-inch-long silver needle pierced the Tianshu acupoint of Old Man Mu unmistakably, no more, no less, the depth of piercing into the skin was exactly three or two centimeters, and this depth was written in "Tiangang Thirty-six Needles", which is applicable to all acupuncture methods.
"Sea of Qi!"
It's not that he applied the needle himself, and he couldn't judge whether it was pierced just right, what Li Mengdong had to do now was to trust Liu Lang, and he directly reported the name of the second acupuncture point.
Hearing this, Liu Lang danced his fingers, chose a short needle about two inches long, and accurately pierced it to Old Man Mu's Qi Sea Acupoint under the umbilicus.
"Hegu!"
"Wind Pool!"
"Spring!"
“……”
Li Mengdong reported thirteen acupuncture points in a row, and when the last silver needle pierced Old Man Mu's body, Li Mengdong immediately put three fingers on Old Man Mu's wrist to check Old Man Mu's pulse.
"It's done!"
After a while, Li Mengdong's face showed a look of great joy.
Sixty years have passed, Tiangang thirteen needles have finally reappeared in the world, since his master traveled and disappeared, Li Mengdong and his master's two generations, can not be the United States to perform Tiangang thirteen needles, and now, this set of needles is finally in Liu Lang's hands, reproducing the glory of the past.
Now that Old Man Mu's meridians have been sealed, the next thing is easier to do.
"Liu Lang, pry open Old Man Mu's mouth!" Li Mengdong had already prepared a pair of chopsticks and reached out to hand them to Liu Lang, now Old Man Mu is in a deep coma, and he must pry open his mouth with external force in order to pour the medicine down.
Liu Lang took the chopsticks, and wanted to pry Old Man Mu's mouth according to the usual law, but he suddenly moved in his heart, put the chopsticks aside, leaned over, and clasped Old Man Mu's jaw with his index finger and thumb, and then with his other hand, somewhere on Old Man Mu's neck, Old Man Mu's mouth, which was originally bitten, opened all of a sudden.
“……”
Li Mengdong's eyes almost fell out.
Compared with modern Western medicine, the biggest disadvantage of traditional Chinese medicine in the treatment of emergencies is that it is difficult for patients who fall into a coma to take medicine, after all, traditional Chinese medicine usually adopts oral methods, while Western medicine can be injected by intramuscular injection or intravenous infusion.
Li Mengdong originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to get Liu Lang to pry open Old Man Mu's mouth, but Liu Lang did it easily, and it was like magic, and he didn't use the chopsticks he provided at all.
"Old Li, what are you still doing in a daze, feed the medicine!"
Liu Lang waited for a long time, but he didn't see Li Mengdong move, so he couldn't help but remind.
Li Mengdong came to his senses, picked up the decoction that had been fried before, and returned it to Old Man Mu's mouth with a small spoon one by one.
"There's a response!"
After about a minute or two, Old Man Mu's already pale face suddenly became a little more bloody, and his weak breathing began to become steady and powerful.
"Half an hour later, remove the silver needle!" After working for most of the day, Li Mengdong's face was full of exhaustion, and he sat down on the chair next to the bed.
Liu Lang hurriedly asked the maid to serve Li Mengdong a cup of tea.
However, Li Mengdong was not in the mood to drink tea, his eyes kept on Old Man Mu, although the credibility of that ancient book was extremely high, but he had not treated this disease before, and it was too early to say that it was okay.
The Mu family also looked at the old man Mu on the hospital bed with a nervous face, and they didn't dare to come out.
Liu Lang put away the remaining silver needles, came to Mu Xueqing's side, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, Old Li's medicine has been fed, and the old man will be fine soon." ”
"Hmm!" Mu Xueqing bit her lip and nodded, but her expression was not relaxed, after all, Old Man Mu had not yet woken up.
"By the way, what's wrong with your foot injury?" At this time, Liu Lang suddenly thought that Mu Xueqing was also injured.
It's okay not to remind, as soon as she reminded, Mu Xueqing suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in her ankle, her sprain was already very serious, plus for more than an hour, she was standing, and now she feels that half of her leg is numb, she stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.
Liu Lang hurriedly helped Mu Xueqing to sit on the chair next to him, squatted down to take a look, and immediately frowned.
Mu Xueqing's slender ankle has now swollen into a big steamed bun, which is much more serious than when she was first injured.
"I'll send you to the hospital!" Liu Lang said to Mu Xueqing.
"No!" Mu Xueqing shook her head firmly, the old man's life and death were uncertain, how could she leave.
"Otherwise, I'll give you a massage, I've seen a video before, such a sprain can greatly reduce the pain through massage. Looking at Mu Xueqing's painful expression, Liu Lang felt distressed for a while, and he suddenly thought that there was a set of massage therapy for sprains in the "Green Capsule Book", so he proposed.
"Massage?" Mu Xueqing blushed. His ankle wasn't a critical part, but it hadn't been touched by a man.
Just when Mu Xueqing was about to refuse, Liu Lang had already taken off her high heels without saying anything, and a pair of powerful and warm hands walked away on her ankles. (To be continued.) )