When Hua Bing heard this, he said: "This needle is a yin attribute needle, which is called a yin cold needle. ”

After removing the silver needle on the horse's arm, Hua Bing said with a smile: "There is another needle called the True Dragon Cui Shen. However, the consumption of the real dragon Cui Shen is too large, and the effect is too radical, so I won't show it to my senior brother. ”

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!" Ma Quanheng sighed loudly and said: "I, Ma Quanheng, can see the peerless acupuncture method of Qi Xing Needle in my lifetime, and it can be regarded as death without regrets!" ”

"Dad, you're not yet sixty years old, what can't you die?" Ma Lei laughed out loud and reproached.

"Haha, I'm in a good mood, feel free to sigh, feel free to sigh!" The horse weighed and laughed.

Turning to look at Hua Bing, Ma Quanheng said sincerely: "Senior brother, the "Hua Tuo Medical Sutra" you gave to Xiao Lei is too precious, and the senior brother doesn't know what to give when he meets you for the first time. ”

After speaking, he took out a yellowed old book from his arms, with the words "Four Holy Needle Method" written in the Qing Dynasty pavilion style, and a line of small characters underneath, which read, "Ma Youde wrote during the Qing Dynasty".

"Senior brother, this gift is too valuable, I can't accept it!" Hua Bing hurriedly refused, the written pavilion style text, at a glance, knew that it was a genuine product inherited from the Qing Dynasty to the present, and it could be regarded as a real heirloom of the Ma family, how could he dare to accept it?

"Senior brother, compared with the 'Huatuo Medical Scripture' One' Reading 'Novel' ybdu', these four holy acupuncture methods are nothing at all, you can accept it." Ma weighed and persuaded.

Han Guangping also said: "Yes, Xiaobing, the Four Holy Acupuncture Method is also Brother Ma's intention, you can accept it." ”

"Uncle Shi, take it." Ma Lei also persuaded him.

Hua Bing saw this posture, and he definitely couldn't shirk it if he wanted to, and he was also very curious about the Four Holy Acupuncture Method, so he said: "Okay, then I'll accept it, thank you, senior brother!" However, this book is genuine at first glance, and I can't ask for it, so it's better for my brother to make a copy of him and give it to me again. ”

"You kid, do you think I can give you the real thing?" Ma Heng laughed angrily.

……

The office building of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is not very far from the acupuncture hall.

Ma Lei drove the Mercedes-Benz sedan and took a few people to stop and go on the congested highway in Yanjing, and it only took an hour to arrive.

Along the way, Han Guangping proudly boasted that he was ready to introduce Hua Bing, and this time, Ma weighed his attitude and definitely made a 180-degree turn.

After Hua Bing's shock from Qi Xing Needle to "Hua Tuo Medical Sutra", he raised his hands in favor of Hua Bing's joining the Chinese Medicine Association.

Moreover, this time he is also ready to introduce his son Ma Lei to join the Chinese Medicine Association by the way.

Ma Quanheng finally figured it out, according to the current situation of the gradual decline of traditional Chinese medicine, sticking to those useless rules will only make the situation of traditional Chinese medicine worse, it is better to abandon those things and change boldly.

Moreover, it is not necessarily a good thing for the Chinese Medicine Association to have young fresh blood injected into the Chinese Medicine Association, which can better integrate the thoughts of young people with Chinese medicine, so that Chinese medicine continues to connect with the world.

The four of them walked into the office building of the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, which was not very tall, but had a unique architectural style.

On the walls of the hall on the first floor, there are portraits of famous doctors in ancient China, such as Li Shizhen, Bian Que, Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao, etc., and there is a biographical introduction of each person under their portraits.

Hua Bing walked in front of Hua Tuo's portrait, looked at the emaciated but energetic old man in the portrait, and couldn't move for a long time.

"Xiaobing, if I guess wrong, you and Hua Lao should be Hua Tuo's descendants, right?" Han Guangping asked.

Although Hua Lao has a good reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and has the title of medical saint, he does not know much about Hua Lao's life experience. Even if he and Hua Tuo are both surnamed Hua, some people have said that Hua Lao is Hua Tuo's descendant, but unfortunately they are all speculations and have not been confirmed.

"Yes, Master, he is indeed a descendant of Hua Tuo." Hua Bing nodded in acknowledgement, without concealing it at all.

Originally, Hua Lao didn't want to talk about this matter, because now in society, reporters are everywhere, if they know, who knows what those guys will write?

However, this time, Hua Lao asked Hua Bing to send the "Hua Tuo Medical Scripture" to the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and publish it to the world, in order to increase credibility, Hua Lao also agreed that he could tell Hua Tuo's descendants.

When Han Guangping heard this, he said with a smile: "I had this guess before, and after I saw you later, I asked Dean Li about it, but the old guy actually smiled at me without saying a word, so I was even more sure, haha!" ”

Because today is the weekend, the staff of the Chinese Medicine Association do not go to work, and the huge building looks a little deserted.

Fortunately, Han Guangping had already greeted this side before he came, so the four of them sat on the sofa in the hall, waiting for the responsible arrival of the Chinese Medicine Association.

After sitting for more than half an hour, a car stopped at the door of the building, Ma Quanheng and Han Guangping got up at the same time and said, "People are here." ”

Hua Bing looked down the door, and there was an old man and two women walking over.

The old man looked about the same age as Han Guangping, a round bald big fat man, with a mustache on his mouth, and his eyes narrowed into a small slit when he smiled.

Both women are about fifty years old, one with short hair and a cold face, and the other with long hair full of officialness.

Han Guangping and Ma Quanheng had already greeted each other, and several people kept greeting each other, nothing more than words like "long time no see" and "I miss it very much".

Finally, after a few people were polite, Han Guangping pulled Hua Bing over and began to introduce him one by one.

"This is the president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Qiu Haiyan, President Qiu." Han Guangping pointed to the long-haired woman and said.

"Hello, President Qiu!" Hua Bing said respectfully.

"Hello, you're Hua Bing, right? I didn't expect to be so young, but I was really young and promising! Qiu Haiyan said with a smile, but her aura was very sufficient, and she looked like a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

"This is Zhao Ping, like me, an honorary member of the association and a director. Director Zhao's one-handed massage kung fu is superb, and people give him the nickname Zhenggushou! Han Guangping pointed to the short-haired woman and said.

"Director Zhao, hello!" Hua Bing said, thinking that this woman didn't look surprising, but she was actually a bone hand.

"Hmm." The woman replied coldly, which was considered to have been said hello.

"Xiaobing, Director Zhao has this character, don't be surprised." Han Guangping secretly mentioned it in Hua Bing's ear, he was afraid that Hua Bing would have any conflict with others.

Subsequently, without waiting for Han Guangping's introduction, the fat old man came over by himself, touched his beard and said with a smile: "Hello Huabing, I'm Zhang Xiaoqian, I don't have any skills, and I don't have any skills, and I can't pull out the fire cup, haha." ”

"Little soldier, don't listen to this old guy's modesty." Han Guangping hurriedly said: "Lao Zhang's fire pot is definitely a must in Yanjing, and people give it the nickname Divine Fire Cup." ”

At this mention, Hua Bing couldn't help but take a few more glances at this Zhang Xiaoqian, among traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture is the most difficult, and fire cupping is the easiest, but it is not easy for fire cupping to pull out fame.

Zhang Xiaoqian can be called a divine fire pot, and he must have an extraordinary level of fire cupping!

"Hello Grandpa Zhang!" Hua Bing thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to call it, so he called Grandpa directly like calling Han Guangping.

"What kind of grandpa is not grandpa, just call me Zhang Lao, haha." Zhang Xiaoqian looks informal, which is very good.

"Elder Zhang!" Hua Bing shouted with a smile.

After a few people were introduced, they sat down on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor, and there was no one working in the building today, so there was no need to be disturbed.

After taking a seat, Qiu Haiyan, president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, said jokingly: "The four kings of our Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association have finally gathered again." ”

"But no, Lao Han hasn't been to Yanjing for almost two years, right? You can't go so early this time. Zhang Xiaoqian said with a big belly.

Han Guangping hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I have to go back tomorrow, the work in the hospital is too busy." ”

"No one wants to keep you, you can leave now if you want to." Zhao Ping, a straight-faced bone, said, but there was a sense of resentment in his tone.

Hua Bing was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but glance back and forth at Han Guangping and Zhao Ping, thinking, between these two people, it seems that there are still some stories that have to be told!

Seeing that Han Guangping was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Qiu Haiyan hurriedly came out to play a round and said, "Since our 'Baicao King' is busy with work, we won't stay much, but it's still important to be healthy." ”

The King of Herbs?

Hua Bing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted, the previous president seemed to have said something about the Four Heavenly Kings, so these Four Heavenly Kings should be these old guys in front of him.

Zhao Ping is a bone hand, Zhang Xiaoqian is a divine fire pot, Ma weighs it and is the first needle, so the king of the hundred herbs is naturally Han Guangping. He knows Han Guangping very well, Han Guangping's research in traditional Chinese medicine is very profound, and the title of the king of herbs is still worthy of it.

Thinking of this, Hua Bing smiled dumbly, he didn't expect these people to have such a domineering title, and he couldn't help but think of his name in his heart, what should he be called?

In terms of acupuncture and moxibustion, he is no worse than a horse trade-off, and he is very proficient in fire cupping, and he has several unique techniques in massage, and he is even stronger than Han Guangping in terms of traditional Chinese medicine.

Hua Bing laughed proudly, the Almighty Doctor King, this title is too much more domineering than them!

"Little soldier, what are you smiling at?" Han Guangping asked strangely, "President Qiu is asking you!" ”

"Huh?" Hua Bing quickly walked out of his YY world and asked, "I'm sorry President Qiu, you ask again?" ”