Chapter 023: Thirteen Needles of the Spirit Dao

For an old man, it is a blessing to be able to live two more years.

Liu Zhen said, took out an inch-long silver needle from the medical box, untied the old man's clothes, carefully and carefully applied the needle, and pierced the long needles into the flesh one by one.

Bai Chuwei shook her head from the side, Chinese medicine has been prevalent for 5,000 years, and she never thought that these two hundred years would have fallen to this point.

The old man's body on the bed suddenly twitched, everyone looked nervous, and Liu Zhen said indifferently: "It's okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man suddenly vomited yellow water from his stomach, and the yellow water was still stained with blood, and he gulped out.

Only out of breath but not in, like a sign of near death.

Everyone panicked, but they saw that the old man had improved after eating vegetables, and the rest of the Duan family had gone out and had not come back. If the old man dies now, then the third master will not have time to see the old man for the last time!

Duan Xingye was completely blown up: "What did you quack doctor do to my grandfather?" ”

Liu Zhen's expression condensed, his eyes looked at them suspiciously, and he asked sharply, "What did the old man take before?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, but the housekeeper remembered and said, "The old man was fed a few mouthfuls of vegetables a few days ago, and I heard that the vegetables were given by this Miss Bai." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Bai Chuwei.

Bai Chuwei glanced at Liu Zhen funny, but she didn't expect this to be counted on her head, Bai Chuwei stepped forward and kicked Liu Zhen away, and said unceremoniously: "Stay aside, shameful things!" ”

Liu Zhen was kicked and stumbled, almost falling to the ground, his old face turned red, and he was about to scold Bai Chuwei angrily.

Bai Chuwei took out an acupuncture cloth embroidered with ink bamboo from her backpack, rolled it lightly and unfolded, her slender white and slender fingers skillfully took out a few silver needles, and the needle drop technique was extremely fast, the needles did not enter the flesh, and the movements were smooth.

Bai Chuwei poured spotted aura into the silver needle, and the old man's breathing slowed down at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and his pale face gradually improved.

Liu Zhen's expression gradually became strange, until Bai Chuwei took out a three-inch-long silver needle on the acupuncture cloth again, and her cloudy eyes seemed to see a ghost.

As soon as he plunged into the acupoint, he stabilized on the old man's chest.

Liu Zhen's lips trembled: "Ling...... Thirteen Needles of the Spiritual Dao? How did you learn it? No, no, no...... How can you give thirteen stitches in one sitting? ”

Even if he has studied medicine for decades, the thirteen needles of the spiritual path passed down by the master need to use the spiritual energy in his body to apply the needles, even if he can perform nine needles at most, he remembers that the master is only ten needles.

Thirteen stitches in one go, he has never seen it in his life!

Bai Chuwei glanced at it obliquely, and said in a light tone: "This is the acupuncture method I created." "Can she?

Liu Zhen almost screamed: "Ridiculous! Absurd! This stitch method has been passed down since ancient times for almost 4,000 years! ”

Bai Chuwei didn't want to deal with him, and reached out to wipe the thin sweat on her forehead.

A big slender hand stretched out towards her, and Duan Feihan handed her a pale gray square scarf with a faint fragrance.

Bai Chuwei raised her eyes to look, Duan Feihan's eyes were deep, and he looked at her.

Bai Chuwei laughed, "Thank you." He took the square towel from Duan Feihan's hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Suddenly, the smile on Bai Chuwei's face stagnated, and her slightly cold gaze looked out of the house.

The housekeeper took the mobile phone and said, "The third master has arrived at the door with Miss Tong, come over immediately." ”