Chapter 150: The Golden Needle is Amazing

Chapter 150: The Golden Needle is Amazing

In fact, for Mr. An, at the age of nearly 90 years old, many common geriatric diseases of the elderly, such as diabetes and cerebral thrombosis, have not been reflected in Mr. An, mainly because of this Parkinson's disease, which has been sick for too long, and even Master Yichen is such a master of Xinglin, he can only maintain this status quo and try not to let the condition deteriorate too quickly. But with the increase in the age of the elderly, no one can stand the law of nature, everyone understands, even the chief designer Mr. An himself, is occasionally sober, occasionally and a few precious times to drink tea, in addition, all the rest of the foreign visitors, basically not one.

After Yichen told Zhao Yili about these situations, he seriously insisted on Zhao Yili's wrist and asked: "Stone, looking at the state of your temples now, the Burning Sun Palm should have been practiced to the fullest, otherwise you are not worthy of being my apprentice." ”

Zhao Yili said with a smile: "It was completed four years ago, and it was completed two years ago, and now I can run the golden needle as I wish." ”

Yichen nodded with satisfaction, no longer spoken, when the two followed Minister Wei through the first security door, Xu Wenqing led the team to stay outside, Old Man An's current residence is actually a garden with quite a good scenery, but there is no good climate near Yanjiao that is suitable for Old Man An's more serious lung infection, so the master and apprentice have also discussed, and after the old man's illness is eased, it can be suggested that Old Man An go to the mountain of Camel Peak to recuperate for a period of time, whether it can be done, It depends on the actual situation.

Since Yichen is a frequent visitor here, the security check work did not delay for too long, and after a while, when the cold on Yichen, Zhao Yili and Nangong Qing dissipated, the three of them were taken into Old Man An's rest room by the medical officer of the Central Security Bureau.

The room is not big, the furnishings are also very different, it seems that this room should be specially ordered by the old man An, it may be a certain period of time, the old man's former residence looks, just more medical equipment, on the side of the old man's recliner, there are two ventilators nearby, I have just taken some commonly used soothing medicine soup in the morning, An Lao has not woken up yet, but for the old people of this age, deep sleep is already an extreme luxury, so after a while, An Lao slowly and weakly opened his eyes, Seeing that it was a dust, the corners of the old man's mouth moved slightly, and under the cover of the oxygen mask, he showed a smile that was not very easy to detect, which could be regarded as a welcome to the arrival of the old friend.

Yichen got up, did not greet him, but gave him a pulse, and then motioned to Zhao Yili to also step forward to take the pulse, Zhao Yili was a little excited in his heart, after all, in the previous life, the old man in front of him was only seen on TV, and now this famous great man at home and abroad is lying on the recliner, quiet in front of him, how can he not let his heart surge?

But after all, he is not an ordinary person, after being excited for a while, Zhao Yili gradually calmed down, and carefully checked the pulse of Old Man An's left hand.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, discussed it, and came to a consistent conclusion, but Yichen's judgment was more meticulous and fine, and a few minutes later, Zhao Yili completed the disinfection of the golden needle and was ready to apply the needle.

After Yichen and several medical centers present reported the treatment plan of their master and apprentice, they were not questioned, after all, the current situation, including the family members of the elderly, was helpless, and even the instructions of the senior leaders above also asked the old man to suffer less and support more time, so as to deter hostile forces abroad, and there was no excessive expectation.

In fact, for today's governing managers, An Lao is more like a humanoid strategic weapon, with him, all the small basically dare not raise their heads, if he is not there, then the international situation, all possible situations will become much more complicated, in fact, it is not the real respect for An Lao in his heart, I hope he will spend his old age healthy and happy, in the bureau, do not talk about politics, only talk about feelings, I am afraid that a person in the political circles, it is difficult to do it.

Master Yichen practiced to reach people's hearts, and naturally penetrated the psychology of everyone, but he didn't show anything, and the master and apprentice immediately began to treat them.

One Dust's scheme goes like this:

First put bamboo needles in several key acupoints in the heart and lungs of the elderly, use the breath of the five elements of wood to maintain the heart and lungs, and then apply needles to several acupoints on the back of the old man by Yichen to clean up the infection in the lungs, and then Zhao Yili began to force the infected breath of the lungs to one place, and pulled out the toxins with the golden needles in the scorching sun, so that it can be successful.

A few minutes later, with the help of Nangong Qing, all three sets of needles were sterilized and placed on the table in a certain order, and the treatment finally began.

Bamboo needles, silver needles, gold needles, only three minutes later, the old man's breathing has changed from turbid to smooth, and the complexion on his face has become a lot more ruddy, at this time, the medical officer and his family members have to come around to visit the old man, but he didn't expect that the old man actually waved an arm, took off the oxygen mask, happily breathed a breath of natural air, and then looked back again to let everyone disperse, just opened his eyes slightly, and now he can fully open them, and slowly said a sentence that everyone did not expect:" Master Yichen, it seems that your apprentice is stronger than you! The little miracle doctor is simply it! ”

Yichen immediately raised his hair: "This is called the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next!" If none of our successors are as good as us, what hope is there for our future? After saying that, he laughed heartily.

An Lao was slightly stunned, and then laughed more clearly.

The bright laughter of the two old men, together with the news that the old man's condition had improved greatly, spread far and wide, and soon spread all over the desktops of Ouchi and many well-informed people, and the haze that had dispersed also drifted on the white clouds.

The crowd quickly left the old man's resting room.

Zhao Yili and the master took the senior sister, accompanied by the deputy minister of the Ministry of Security, from the inner house, it was already lunch time, according to the instructions of the old man, the old man's designated relatives and Minister Wei together, to accompany the little divine doctor Zhao Yili who entered the inner for the first time to eat an authentic Yanjing delicacy - roast duck.

In this way, Yichen and Nangong were also quite jealous, but fortunately, they politely invited them, so that they wouldn't even be able to get a piece of bread, but they were about to be laughed out.