Chapter 132: The Scalpel of Chinese Medicine [Second Update]

"........ Ghost Gate has thirteen needles, nine needles are real needles, four needles are virtual needles, and the four virtual needles are ......... for dispelling filth, nourishing qi, invigorating blood, and building muscles", Yan Zhentian muttered to himself as he looked at Ye Feng.

"Do you know those four needles?", this time it was Ye Feng's turn to be a little surprised.

Because the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are the stunts of Master Ye Feng's second master, and the four of them are the secret masters of acupuncture and moxibustion in the past dynasties.

Most people think that the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate are just nine silver needles, but this Yan Zhentian in front of him not only knows that the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate have the other four virtual needles, but also knows their names?!

"Is it true? It turns out that everything ....... grandfather said back then is true......... It's all true! I'm sitting in the well watching the sky..... what kind of evil have I done......", Yan Zhentian suddenly burst into tears and sighed up to the sky.

"Why did you get involved with your grandfather again?", Ye Feng was even more confused.

"Mr. Ye, may I ask if you operated on Zhou Ruikun just now?", Yan Zhentian looked at Ye Feng with a serious face and asked.

"Hmm!", Ye Feng nodded.

"Sure enough, the traceless scalpel in the legend of Chinese medicine really exists!", after Ye Feng's confirmation, Yan Zhentian sighed again.

Zhou Xiangguo was looking at the two of them in confusion at the moment, Yan Zhentian is the chairman of Yan's Pharmaceutical, the helmsman of a listed company, a famous saint of traditional Chinese medicine, and his status is extraordinary, how can he have seen Ye Feng's medical treatment, crying like a child, and they can't understand what they are discussing at all.

Uncle Long, who was not far away, heard Yan Zhentian say the names of four of the thirteen needles in the Ghost Gate, a bright color flashed in his eyes, and after Ye Feng admitted that he had indeed operated on Zhou Ruikun with the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate just now, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

After all, Ye Feng had treated him for a dark disease before, and his strength could recover most of it in such a short period of time.

"Wait, surgery, Mr. Ye, didn't you just do acupuncture for your father, how could it be surgery?", Zhou Xiangguo on the side suddenly reacted.

"When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that nine of the thirteen needles in the ghost gate are indeed acupuncture, and the other four are virtual needles, among which the 'defilement' is the traceless scalpel of traditional Chinese medicine, and the three needles of qi, blood and muscle building are the conditioning of the body after surgery."

"Grandpa once told us that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is the supreme magic skill in the field of Chinese medicine, which he saw with his own eyes back then, but he is not good at learning and cannot show us the Thirteen Needles, so we must not have contempt for the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate........" ,

"But at that time, I thought it was an old man with a good face.........", Ye Feng had not yet answered, Yan Zhentian picked up the words, his eyes were full of remorse.

Ye Feng didn't refute, although Yan Zhentian was not accurate enough, the whole process was correct........

"Old man Yan, what you said is right, the defilement in the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate is indeed a scalpel, it is condensed with true qi, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and nourishing qi, invigorating blood, and building muscles are also conditioning techniques", Ye Feng nodded and affirmed.

"Then Mr. Ye, did you just use the three injections of qi-nourishing, blood-activating, and muscle-building to make Brother Zhou absorb that five-hundred-year-old ginseng?" Yan Zhentian breathed "snort" and looked at Ye Feng with a look of adoration.

"Uh, indeed", Ye Feng didn't tell the plate, just now he used the Tianshu Nine Needles True Qi in his body to perform the three needles of Qi Nourishment, Blood Activation, and Muscle Building, so that Zhou Ruikun could absorb the essence of ginseng in a short period of time, and the effect was immediate.

If it were to be replaced with ordinary true qi, Zhou Ruikun would have to rest in bed for a few months, and it would be impossible for him to directly absorb the essence of ginseng physically, so he could only use soup boiled with ginseng and the like............

"Mr. Ye, you just used your true qi to make a scalpel, and then operated on your father, and finally let your father absorb the medicinal properties of ginseng!", Zhou Xiangguo on the side finally reacted at this moment.

"Exactly, exactly!", without waiting for Ye Feng to react, Yan Zhentian nodded violently at Zhou Xiangguo, and then looked at Ye Feng with slightly reddened eyes, his face was even more excited and red.

"Ahem, old man Yan, calm down........" , Ye Feng was a little uncomfortable stared at by Yan Zhentian's gaze.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, it's the old man who has lost his temper ..........", when Ye Feng said this, Yan Zhentian also felt that his performance just now was a bit like that.

"Then can you please Mr. Ye move and go to the old man's study to talk?", Yan Zhentian stretched out his hand to Ye Feng and asked, his tone was very polite and humble, with a faint hint of respect.

Ye Feng was also very puzzled in his heart, he also wanted to know why Yan Zhentian could see his acupuncture, so he turned to Zhou Xiangguo and said, "You guys are guarding here, your father will wake up in a while, but let him not make too many movements, after all, the wound of the operation has just healed." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Ye!", Zhou Xiangguo nodded hurriedly, originally he respected Ye Feng only for the sake of Qiao Xuerou and the Qiao family, but at this moment, he had completely regarded Ye Feng as a life-saving bodhisattva.

Especially when he saw the "traceless scalpel" of traditional Chinese medicine, this kind of miraculous skill that had only been heard in legends before, Zhou Xiangguo admired the five-body throwing himself to the ground!

After Ye Feng nodded, he followed Yan Zhentian and walked inside.

Soon, the two of them walked through a private garden behind the Gan Medical Center to an antique study.

There are a lot of bookshelves and landscape paintings around the study, most of the bookshelves are ancient medical books, and some human meridian maps are hung, it can be seen that this old man Yan likes these antique calligraphy and paintings very much, and he also has a lot of research on traditional Chinese medicine.

Yan Zhentian walked to Cong's desk, opened the drawer, and picked up an old photo with some yellowing from inside.

Ye Feng glanced at it slightly, and found that it was a group photo, in which three men of different ages stood side by side, and a young woman.

"Mr. Ye, please look, the old man in the middle is my grandfather, have you seen him?", Yan Zhentian pointed to the kind old man inside and asked.

After asking, Yan Zhentian looked at Ye Feng expectantly.

“...........” , Ye Feng looked at Yan Zhentian with a strange expression, wondering if this old man had just been stimulated a little too much, and as a result, Alzheimer's disease?

I said......... Old man Yan, you can be my grandfather at your age, can I have seen your grandfather?", Ye Feng was speechless, he thought he could know something about the Tianshu Nine Needles, but what did this old man ask?!

"Ahem, it's the old man who is confused, although Mr. Ye has excellent medical skills, but after all, he is still young, so naturally it is impossible to know my grandfather", when Ye Feng said this, Yan Zhentian was stunned and smiled awkwardly.

"You still say directly, why do you recognize the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate'?", Ye Feng found a mahogany chair very familiarly and sat down directly, looking deaf.

Yan Zhentian let out a long sigh, with a look of reminiscence, and began to tell the story of his grandfather's experience when he was young.

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