A large canopy of smoke came out of the moxa box, and in an instant, the clinic was filled with a pungent smell of moxa. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sister Yun was lying prone on the massage bed, with a moxa box on her back, and was doing moxibustion.

Her face was bruised, obviously too cold, and there was a silent moan on her mouth, and as the heat of the moxa penetrated in, her dark face finally had some energy.

She frowned, covered her nose with her hands, and coughed lightly: "Yichen, this moxa smell is too choking, right?" The smell is so strong, the whole clinic is this smell, I don't know when it will disperse. ”

Zheng Yichen said angrily: "Nonsense, so I haven't used moxibustion here, I asked you to install an exhaust fan, but you didn't listen." ”

Sister Yun snorted a few times and replied: "The funds are not enough, my money is used to decorate the counters and windows, to distinguish the priorities, I opened this store to promote Amway's products, and I don't really want to rely on your acupuncture and massage to make money, you are a marketing tool." ”

"You're so blunt, I don't even know how to proceed." Zheng Yichen gave her a blank look.

Sister Yun took her son to go mountaineering yesterday, and ate an ice cream with him at night, which coincided with her menstrual period, and the strong wind on the top of the mountain made the wind cold.

Early the next morning, while her son was still alive, she herself fell ill.

After Zheng Yichen arrived, she saw at a glance that her body was inappropriate, and pointed out that she was the wind evil into the surface, and the cold evil entered the palace, to drive away the wind and dispel the cold, and warm the sun and warm the palace.

Sister Yun has always been a budget-conscious businessman, seeing that Zheng Yichen said that her score was not bad, since she had a doctor, she didn't need to spend money to go to the hospital to see a doctor, so she nodded and agreed to let Zheng Yichen treat, but there was an additional condition.

She must not be healed by acupuncture!

Sister Yun is one of the most typical needle-phobic people, almost at the moment when a needle enters her body, she will have a physiological reaction, roll her eyes, and faint on the spot.

According to her own description, the reason why she is so afraid of needles is because of the shadow of her childhood.

When she was a child, once her mother took her to the hospital and said that she wanted to get an injection, the first time she heard the word needle, she thought it was a person's name, and asked her mother with big eyes that were not cute at all: Mom, what did the needle do wrong, why do we need to get an injection?

Mom laughed and didn't say a word, and brought her to the doctor, when the needle pierced her buttocks, the sudden sharp pain made her realize one thing: it wasn't me who gave the injection, it was obviously the needle that hit me!

The contrast between before and after is too great, and Sister Yun fell into the root of the disease and joined the ranks of needle fear.

This request of hers is naturally difficult for Zheng Yichen, acupuncture, acupuncture, which is the meaning of acupuncture and moxibustion, and since ancient times, there is also a saying that "acupuncture is not enough, moxibustion is appropriate".

Moxibustion has a unique effect when dealing with the symptoms of partial weakness and coldness, and Sister Yun's disease could not be better treated with moxibustion.

It's just that the smoke emitted during moxibustion is too strong and the smell is very strong, and the clinic does not have an exhaust fan to expel the smoke smell, and Zheng Yichen didn't want to smoke the old people who were doing treatment when he did moxibustion, so he said sorry to the old people who came to the doctor and told them to come back in more than half an hour.

In the consultation room, only Zheng Yichen and Sister Yun were left, sniffing the smell of moxa and communicating in a low voice.

Zheng Yichen felt kind to this smell, he was used to smelling smoke, and the smell of moxa sticks was nothing, usually there were too many mosquitoes at home, and he would burn moxa sticks to death.

The custom of burning mugwort to repel mosquitoes has a long history, and people in ancient times would hang mugwort leaves at the door of their homes to repel evil spirits and prevent mosquitoes on some festivals.

However, the moxa has a significant effect on warming and yang, and the smoke emitted after burning is absorbed into the body, which also has a good effect of warming and yang, and when inhaled too much, it will inevitably lead to yang and heat, that is, constipation.

After Sister Yun did moxibustion, she felt that her physical discomfort was reduced a lot, but the smell of moxa made her complain a lot, and she couldn't help but ask Zheng Yichen to find a way to deal with it.

Zheng Yichen found a piece of cardboard and fanned the smoke out of the door, the view in the room was much wider, and the smell of smoke was much lighter.

After smoking her waist, Zheng Yichen asked her to turn over again, lie on her back, put the mugwort box on her lower abdomen, and continue the treatment of warm yang and warm uterus.

Ten minutes later, when Sister Yun reported that her abdomen was unbearably hot, Zheng Yichen knew that it was done and removed the mugwort box.

Sister Yun jumped off the massage bed, the whole person was refreshed, and the original sick appearance, completely different, she had abdominal pain like a knife cut just now, and now her lower abdomen is like baking in a stove, very comfortable, I can't help but give Zheng Yichen a thumbs up: "Good boy, the eldest sister really didn't misunderstand you, you are worthy of my hand-picked partner, let's call it a hero with a discerning eye." ”

When Zheng Yichen saw her boasting about herself, he didn't forget to brag about herself, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect me to upgrade so fast, just now I was just a marketing tool, and now I have become a partner again." ”

Sister Yun's face turned red, and she immediately returned to normal, with a calm face: "Yichen, you are a gentleman, don't care so much about the details, and I am an ignorant woman and child, the eldest sister promises you, I will call someone to install the exhaust fan tomorrow." Well, the smell of this smoke is so strong, it looks like it will take two to work. This moxibustion is such a good thing! You have to do it well. ”

Zheng Yichen nodded slowly, smiled lightly, and said in his heart: "Just now, I was praising myself for knowing heroes, but in the blink of an eye, I became an ignorant woman and child. Woman, your name is fickle! ”

Sister Yun sniffed out the residual smell of moxa sticks in the air, frowned, didn't want to stay in the clinic, and said to Zheng Yichen: "Okay, now the whole person is relaxed, I want to go home to see the child, and he is still waiting for me to boil eggs for him to eat." ”

Zheng Yichen waved goodbye, and when he sent her to the door, a large group of strangers arrived unexpectedly, blocking the door, standing like a stake, obviously not planning to give way.

Zheng Yichen's eyes swept over, and his heart was open: "It seems that the person who came is not good!" ”

There are thirteen people in this group, all of them are twenty or thirty years old, all of them are full of flesh, with fierce faces, and several of them deliberately wear camisoles, revealing the hideous tattoos on their shoulders.

Sister Yun is a woman's family in the end, seeing this kind of battle, she was frightened, she took a few steps back, retreated behind Zheng Yichen, and asked in a cowering, "Are you...... What are you going to do? ”

Hearing this, those people looked at each other a few times, raised their heads and laughed, as if they were laughing at Sister Yun for asking a very stupid question.

A bald man with a vicious dragon turtle tattooed on his head said loudly: "Isn't this clear? ”

Zheng Yichen glanced at his "turtle ...... head", I don't understand the bad taste of this person swaggering through the market with such a thing on his head.

When the bald head saw him staring at him, he rolled his strange eyes and glared back, and when Zheng Yichen shifted his gaze, he felt that he had the upper hand in his eyes, and his face was full of self-satisfaction.

Zheng Yichen wasn't afraid of him, he shifted his gaze to look at Sister Yun, and said lightly: "Yes, isn't this obvious?" Door-to-door interception is nothing more than two purposes, one is to rob the ......"

Hearing this, Sister Yun couldn't help but wrap her clothes tightly.

Zheng Yichen smiled and continued: "But this situation can't happen to you, well, and me, so there is only one purpose left for them to come: to ask for money!" ”

A fierce-eyed man said fiercely: "That's right, the brothers came here today to collect protection money, and those who know each other will take money to pay respect, don't let us be rude." ”

A man with dyed red hair and a cockscomb next to him smiled sadly: "We don't like to use violence, you know, we have a few brothers, but we have the problem of fainting blood, and I can't stand to see the blood shoot out like a fountain!" ”

Several people laughed and echoed.

"Brother Pheasant is right!"

"I'm most afraid of seeing blood."

"There's no way to see blood, my knife hasn't been sharpened for too long, I'm afraid it's dull."

Zheng Yichen didn't pay attention to their presumptuous threat at all, he looked at the cockscomb head man with a puzzled face, and said hesitantly: "You...... Your name is pheasant? ”

The cockscomb snorted coldly: "Just look at my image, do you still need to ask?" ”

Zheng Yichen stretched out his hand and pointed at a flowing young man with long hair: "He...... It can't be Haonan, right? ”

The long-haired young man's eyes lit up, and he said proudly: "Your kid's vision is okay, that's right, I'm their boss, Brother Haonan!" ”

Zheng Yichen was upset: "Since when did the non-mainstream killer Matt in the urban-rural junction like to pretend to be an old boy, combing a cockscomb is a pheasant, and keeping some long hair is Haonan?" It's too shoddy, and you can see that it's a fake and shoddy product. ”

He endured the discomfort and put on a smile: "Brother Haonan, Brother Pheasant, we are very safe here, the law and order is good, and we don't need anyone to protect us, I think this protection fee, I ...... Don't pay it! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and this group of people didn't expect Zheng Yichen to be so tough, looking at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Haonan is the boss in the end, with a strange scream, he took the lead in attacking: "Stinky boy, is it possible that you want money and don't want to die?" Do you want Lao Tzu to help you put some blood and have a long memory? With a flick of his wrist, he held a delicate dagger with a curved dragon on the handle, with sharp claws and a wide open mouth, and a sharp blade spitting out of the dragon's mouth, and the cold air was fierce.

Seeing the actions of their boss, the group of thugs agreed, shouted and took out their weapons from their crotches.

Zheng Yichen took a quick look, there are dozens of different instruments such as watermelon knives, pig-killing knives, wrenches, hammers, etc., combined, and they are the secret weapon of Da Vinci in "Domestic Lingling Paint" "3000 for your life"2. 0 upgrades.