"Forget it, I'm already much better." Although the rhetoric was quite polite, the old man looked at Lei Hu's gaze, and obviously looked disappointed. Even after saying this, the old man, with the support of the girl next to him, slowly stood up again and was about to leave.

"Wait, old man." Just as the old man stood up and was about to leave, you walked over coldly.

Seeing you come over suddenly, the old man paused for a moment, and looked at you again with a slightly playful gaze: "Are you?" ”

"Sir, I'll help you take a good pulse?" Although the words in your mouth still have a taste of negotiation, looking at the posture of your obvious right hand, and even directly probing the old man's wrist, it seems that there is no room for the old man to refuse.

Noticing such a move, the old man couldn't help but be a little surprised. Shaking his head quite amusedly, the old man raised his wrist cooperatively, stood directly in place, and did not sit down, by your pulse. But even so, looking at the old man's attitude, it is obvious that his hopes for you are much lower than that of Lei Hu before.

"The root of the old gentleman's illness is in his head, right?" With just a slight probe, you took your right hand back and said pretentiously to the old man.

"Oh?" , Hearing your words, the old man, who was not very interested in you just now, suddenly changed his eyes.

Noticing the old man's abnormal expression at this moment, you are even more sure of the guess just now, nodded at the old man pretendedly, and continued: "If I am not mistaken, the old man should have been shot in the head when he was young, and he survived by luck, but he fell ill. Even in my head, I still have that bullet left. ”

"It's too, can you call this out? Are you a pulse, or a fortune teller? Before the old man could speak, Lei Hu pouted from the side, full of disdain and sarcasm.

"Young man, I really can't see that you are so young and your medical skills are so good!" , but Lei Hu just finished speaking, the old man's remarks instantly gave Lei Hu a slap in the face.

looked at the old man dumbfounded, and then at you, at this moment, Lei Hu's head couldn't help but be a little stunned. Even the gaze that looks at you can't help but be a little surprised.

Hearing the old man's words full of surprise, although your skin is as thick as the city wall, you still can't help but feel embarrassed.

You will have a hairy vein, and it is not just now that you accidentally noticed that the old man's head has a scar that is obviously a bullet hole. There is such a thing in the head, in your opinion, it can only mean that the old man was shot when he was young, and he luckily did not die. But the position of the head, let alone a few decades ago, even in this era, it was impossible to operate to remove the bullet.

Ahem, after all, not everyone has your special situation. Moreover, even if you are shot in the head, you have a warm current in your body, you still don't dare to take a knife, stir your own head inside, and then take out the bullet. After all, it's the head, not the heart.

The heart will be torn out, and it won't die for a while and a half. The head was shattered, but it died in an instant. Moreover, not to mention mixing the head into bean curd, even if a certain nerve is wrong, it will be an instant crash if it is not done.

Seeing the old man and the rather handsome girl next to him, and even Lei Hu looking at you in shock, you couldn't help but smile a little embarrassed.

After all, it would be too unbelievable to say that the old man's illness was detected by the trumpet. And instead of being turned around by others later and despising you for bragging, you think about it for a while, and it is better to admit it than to ask for the surname.

After these thoughts arose, you asked for the surname to probe your hand quite innocently, and said to the old man: "How can I name such a detailed thing, I guessed it purely by looking at the bullet hole in your head, old gentleman."

"Oh? Ha ha. Hearing your words, the old man couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then laughed: "I didn't expect that the young man's observation was really very careful." And this little thing alone makes these things extrapolated. It's pretty smart. ”

"I'll just say it!" Although he heard the old man say some appreciative words, compared to admitting that your medical skills are strong, Lei Hudeng's heart is much more balanced.

Just as the old man nodded at you politely, and was about to leave, he was blocked by your fierce outstretched hand.

Compared to the old man, the girl next to the old man didn't seem to have a very good temper. Seeing that you blocked the way so one after another, probably because she was worried about the old man's body, the girl's face was a little uncomfortable: "How can you be a person?" ”

Being coldly scolded by that girl will inevitably make you a little embarrassed.

Probably the reason why he has a good impression of you, coupled with knowing his granddaughter's pungent temper, the old man couldn't help but wave his hand, and after blocking the girl's obvious trend, he looked at you with a smile: "Little brother, what's the matter?" ”

"Sir, although I just stole a coincidence and knew the root of your illness. But I didn't say that I couldn't cure you. With a wry smile, you spread your hands, and you couldn't help but glance at the little tigress next to you.

"Can you cure me?" , subconsciously asked, but in an instant, after realizing the meaning of your words, the old man's face suddenly changed significantly. Although the old man may subconsciously not believe your words, his tone still can't help but tremble a little at this time.

Without saying anything, you nodded directly at the old man.

"Can you cure my grandfather? Hurry up! The girl, who seemed to have a temper that didn't stop much, urged you anxiously at this time.

Although the old man's expression was still relatively calm at this time, you obviously saw a change of excitement in his eyes. Even for his granddaughter who was slightly more explosive at this time, he didn't stop it.

"I have an ancestral set of stitches. It's just ......", you pretend to look at the old man, and you shrug your shoulders with a wry smile.

Compared with the granddaughter who was a little spicy, but obviously a little silly, the old man was much more shrewd, and when he heard your words, he was only slightly surprised, and then he understood the meaning of your words: "I don't know what I need to do?" ”

"Although most of the puncture points are made with silver needles. But for my stitch method, I have to use a gold needle. But the difficulty lies in this golden needle. As we all know, the hardness of gold products, too low, too low. And in the case of ensuring that the needle goes to the acupoint, and the purer the deposit content, the better, the production of this needle is ......", glanced at the old man's face, and saw that he didn't say anything different to you, you continued to talk nonsense: "Therefore, the production of this gold needle must be to ensure that the front end of the position of the edge, fine structure, it is necessary to make the volume of the needle tail very large." Therefore, this set of needles uses a lot of gold......" (To be continued.) )