After chatting casually and asking Song Lao a few questions, Xuan Yan began to prepare for healing, he took out a stack of silver needles from his backpack and lined them up in front of Song Lao.

Xuanyan's medical skills are derived from the "Acupuncture and Moxibustion A and B Sutra", and most of the medical treatments are done with needles, according to the old man, their medical skills in this vein belong to the Yellow Emperor Mingtang School of ancient medicine.

It's just that the Yellow Emperor Mingtang faction gradually declined during the Song Dynasty, and so far, there are few real descendants of the Yellow Emperor Mingtang faction, and Xuanyan is one of them.

"Acupuncture, what Xiaoyou learned turned out to be acupuncture. Song Lao said with a smile.

Xuan Yan nodded.

"Don't you need to cooperate with traditional Chinese medicine treatment?" Song Keqing couldn't help but ask when she saw that Xuanyan had nothing else to do except this set of silver needles.

"Maybe it would be better with medicine, but unfortunately I don't understand pharmacology. Xuan Yan shook her head and said very honestly.

"As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, you don't even know pharmacology?" Song Keqing asked in surprise, there was a crack in the trust she had just established in Xuan Yan, and there was a slight suspicion in her eyes.

I don't even understand pharmacology, can this still be considered Chinese medicine?

"To cure Song Lao's illness, a silver needle is enough!" Xuan Yan noticed the change in Song Keqing's expression and smiled confidently.

"Keqing, Chinese medicine is broad and profound, pharmacology belongs to Chinese medicine, and acupuncture and moxibustion also belong to Chinese medicine. ”

Song Lao explained a sentence for Song Keqing, looked at Xuan Yan and asked, "Trouble Xiaoyou, do you need me to take off my clothes?"

"No, I don't. Xuan Yan waved his hand lightly, Song Lao didn't wear many clothes, and it would not hinder his needle.

Seeing that Xuan Yan was so confident and indifferent, Song Lao couldn't help but look at him a few more times, he had done acupuncture before, but every time he needed to take off his clothes to facilitate the acupuncture, and Xuan Yan could accurately identify the acupuncture points without him taking off his clothes, and his methods were naturally more clever.

"Song Lao can lie down and sleep for a while, just relax. Xuan Yan said, a needle had pierced Song Lao's body, and his movements were as fast as the wind, so that Song Keqing, who was close at hand, could only see an afterimage, but he didn't feel the slightest haste, but it was like flowing water, which made people feel very natural and comfortable.

I don't know if it's because of this needle, Song Lao yawned, leaned back on the recliner and fell asleep.

Song Keqing was secretly surprised, her grandfather had slept all morning before, and he should definitely not be sleepy now, but under Xuanyan's needle, he fell asleep peacefully.

Xuan Yan glanced at Song Keqing, smiled faintly, and her expression became extremely serious.

He pierced the second needle, but Song Keqing still couldn't see his movements clearly, and then the third and fourth needles were ...... Seven stitches all the way in.

After seven stitches, Xuan Yan paused, as if waiting for something.

Song Keqing didn't bother him, just watched silently, and an inexplicable throbbing suddenly surged in his heart.

After another half of the hour, just when Song Keqing couldn't help but speak, the silver needle in Xuan Yan's hand moved again, and this time it was still seven needles that had submerged into Song Lao's body.

Xuan Yan's movements were confident and calm, he sometimes walked with needles, sometimes paused, like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of Song Keqing.

Song Keqing couldn't help but look stupid......

This treatment, more than an hour passed, Xuan Yan's forehead oozed fine sweat, it seemed to consume a lot, but there was no trace of fatigue in his expression, but as serious as ever.

His hands danced, and his movements suddenly became faster, and when he stopped, Song Keqing found that his grandfather's body was already covered with silver needles.

And the silver needles that Xuan Yan pierced at the last moment were seventy-seven forty-nine!

It wasn't until the last silver needle pierced that Xuan Yan looked relieved and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it. Xuan Yan looked up at Song Keqing and said with a smile.

Song Keqing nodded hurriedly, her face slightly red.

With a wave of Xuan Yan's big hand, the silver needles that filled Song Lao's body suddenly disappeared into his palm.

Song Lao opened his eyes slowly, the cloudiness in his eyes seemed to be much less, he stood up with a blank expression, twisted his body, and felt relaxed.

Song Keqing's mouth opened slightly, and she was speechless in surprise, she knew her grandfather's situation best, not to mention twisting her body before, it was difficult to even stand up.

But under Xuanyan's treatment, he was able to stand on the ground steadily, and even made some movements that he didn't even dare to think about before.

"This sleep is the most comfortable I've slept in years, and it's the most energetic and energetic afternoon I've had in years. Song Lao was overjoyed, and he looked at Xuan Yan with a little respect in his eyes.

Although Xuan Yan may be younger than her granddaughter Song Keqing, his ability to treat diseases has won Song Lao's respect.

"Xiaoyou is worthy of being the descendant of the old immortals, this method is godly!" Song Lao praised.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Song Keqing reacted at this time, she ran to Song Lao and shouted happily.

"It's just that it has been alleviated, and Song Lao's blocked meridians have opened a gap, and all these meridians will have to be opened later. Xuan Yan said with a smile, this time can only be regarded as the beginning of Song Lao's treatment, and the next thing is a long way to go.

"Trouble Doctor Yan, Xiaoyou is in Jincheng but has something to ask for, Song will definitely do his best!" Song Lao said with gratitude.

After speaking, his expression moved, as if he remembered something.

"Keqing, go and get the key to the Royal Mountain Villa. Song Lao instructed Song Keqing.

"Yushan Villa?" Song Keqing said suspiciously, and found a key from the drawer on the side.

"Xiaoyou doesn't have a place to live in Jincheng, this villa was given to me by someone else, and I have never lived in it, but it can give Xiaoyou a place to stay. Song Lao took the key and handed it to Xuan Yan.

"Thank you, Mr. Song. Xuan Yan took it with a calm expression, Song Lao was right, he really had no place to live in Jincheng, originally the old man arranged him in Meng Xingde's house, but after seeing Meng Xingde's family's attitude towards him, Xuan Yan decided not to trouble Meng Xingde.

This key came just in time to save Xuanyan from sleeping on the streets.

As for the value of this key and the royal mountain villa, it is completely out of Xuanyan's consideration, he has treated people since he was a child, and rarely receives money, and the money is secretly taken away by the old man, and most of what Xuanyan receives are gifts from patients, poor patients may just leave him for a light meal, while slightly richer patients will give him some books and electronic products and the like.

The mobile phone used by Xuan Yan was also given by a patient, so the old man was reluctant to spend money to buy him a mobile phone.

In Xuan Yan's eyes, this Yushan villa is just like a mobile phone, just a gift from a patient.

What he didn't know was that this villa, even in the entire Golden City, was famous.