He said so much, and said it so clearly, but it was actually for me. I don't know much about acupuncture, but the secret technique of turning yin and yang is like thunder.

Liu Lao wanted to use this secret method to transform the dead qi in Hu Yibin's body into vitality, so as to achieve the effect of rejuvenating Hu Yibin's withered heart.

It's a good idea, and it works in theory. However, Hu Yibin's illness is somewhat special. If it is any other heart disease, Liu Lao's hand has an 80% chance of being cured, but when it is used on Hu Yibin, it is estimated that he is only 10% sure.

"It might hurt a little, but bear with me." Liu Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

Hu Yibin's face was solemn, "I can bear it!" ”

"Good boy, worthy of the Hu family's species."

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were quick, and the first silver needle had already pierced Hu Yibin's chest when he spoke.

The location is very special, it is the middle of the human chest, this position is where the acupoint is located, and it is also one of the death points of the person. It is estimated that there are few people in the world who dare to practice needles in this place.

Plug in a little crookedly, die! Dig deeper, die!

Even a great master like Liu Qingfeng was cautious, and everyone in the room held their breath, not daring to gasp for breath, for fear of accidentally disturbing Liu Lao's acupuncture.

But it seems to be smooth, the long silver needle is firmly in Hu Yibin's middle acupoint, standing vertically, immobile like a mountain.

Liu Qingfeng snorted, "Hold back!" ”

Flicked lightly at the silver needle, it seemed that there was a crisp and eternal shaking sound coming into the ears, the sound was good, but Hu Yibin didn't look very comfortable.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were about to sink into his flesh. His teeth were clenched, his face was distorted, and after a while, his head was covered with cold sweat, and from time to time he let out a low roar that made his teeth ache.

However, he didn't beg for mercy, nor did he say that he wanted Liu Lao to stop, so he fought silently, against the pain, and against the disease. He, Hu Yibin, didn't want to admit defeat.

Steward Wu wept silently, he didn't speak, and his eyes watched his little young master endure severe pain without blinking.

"Is it okay?"

"Okay! No... Okay, too... Yes! ”

Hu Yibin did not simply nod his head, but used that difficult tone to show his attitude.

Liu Lao didn't dare to slack off, there were also fine beads of sweat on his forehead, which was also a big burden for him.

There is a rumor in the medical world that non-grand masters cannot play needles, and great grandmasters cannot play needles easily. It is enough to see the difficulty coefficient of the needle.

The technique of playing the needle is not complicated, and the mechanism is simple, which is to achieve the purpose of curing the disease by adjusting the small meridians in the acupuncture points. But the Jizhong acupoint is not an ordinary acupoint, and only Liu Qingfeng may dare to use a needle on this acupoint.

"Turning yin and yang is actually using a silver needle to change the tone, and use the strength of the whole body to turn the vitality to the necrotic part, giving it renewed hope." Liu Qingfeng said.

Everything in the world is like this. There are gains and losses, and nothing comes into being out of thin air. Even if a divine skill such as turning yin and yang is not possible to create vitality in vain, what is needed is the vitality supply of the human body itself.

Take Hu Yibin himself, for example, his heart is partially necrotic, and his blood supply capacity is greatly weakened. Liu Lao's yin-yang acupuncture method is to use a lot of vitality to stimulate Hu Yibin's heart necrotic part.

As soon as the words fell, I flicked it again, this time not with the index finger, but with the little finger, the amplitude was smaller, but the shaking force was more violent.

At the same time, Hu Yibin seemed to have been cut by a thousand knives, and the blood in his whole body began to flow backwards, and it seemed that his blood vessels were about to burst. The bare skin turned red, like a cooked lobster, and even the pores had white mist coming out.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Hu Yibin couldn't hold back anymore and cried out in a lost voice. But his body seemed to have lost his strength, or he had lost control of his body, and he never moved.

"Less..."

Steward Wu knelt on the ground, shouted in a low voice, and cried out in a choked voice.

Liu Qingfeng didn't say a word, stretched out his two fingers, and quickly pulled out the silver needle on Hu Yibin's chest. Look closely, where is this still a silver needle? It's like being soaked in red paint, red all over, and there is no silver anymore.

"This needle... It's scrapped..."Liu Lao looked at the needles in his hand and was silent for a long time, and then took away all the needles on Hu Yibin's body, "Okay, my treatment ends here." ”

"Young Master? Master? ”

When Steward Wu heard this, the whole person ejected out, prostrate on the edge of the bed, wanting to stretch out his hand, but he was afraid of disturbing Hu Yibin.

The flushing on Hu Yibin's body came and went quickly, and he quickly recovered his previous appearance, but the difference from before was that his cheeks had a healthy ruddy color.

"I... I... I'm like... It seems that he has strength..."Hu Yibin clenched his fists in disbelief and hammered two more punches on the bed.

"Am I alright? I'm all right! I'm really good! ”

His eyes widened violently, and a strange light flickered inside. Joy appeared on his face, and his mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. If it weren't for the infirmary, there would have been so many people screaming.

Who can experience the joy in his heart? Steward Wu was even more tearful, even more excited than Hu Yibin, his whole body kept trembling, and he danced regardless of his image, "Okay? The little master is finally better? That's great! That's great! ”

Liu Qingfeng was expressionless, grabbed Hu Yibin's wrist, Hu Yibin didn't dare to move, and it didn't take a while. Lonely put Hu Yibin's hand down and slowly cleaned up his silver needle.

"Master, master, little master, little young master, little young master! He! Steward Wu rushed out, with a happy face, and said incoherently to a person.

The man was also in a hurry, and with Huang Yunyang's support, he ran in quickly. This person is the helmsman of the Hu family, Hu Yibin's grandfather, Hu Guangren.

Before Steward Wu's words could be spoken, Liu Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I tried my best..."

A scoop of cold water was poured on their heads, and the smiles on the faces of Hu Yibin and Steward Wu were frozen at that moment. Hu Guangren slowly turned his head in disbelief, trying to hold back a few words from between his teeth, "Mr. Liu, what do you mean?" ”

"Your grandson's illness, I can't help it... I did my best! I don't want that reward, after all, I didn't get cured. Liu Qingfeng put a lid on the medical box at this time.

"Mr. Liu, are you joking? I'm feeling better than ever, you see, I've got strength, I've got strength. Hu Yibin squeezed out a smile.

Liu Qingfeng still shook his head, I still feel a little regretful, in the end it was still a failure, it was not Liu Lao's fault.

"Your lesion has not been cured, Liu Lao's acupuncture has only helped you alleviate your condition, it is possible... No, there will definitely be a recurrence..."

Steward Wu's face was as dead as ashes, and he had just gained great hope, when suddenly this spark was extinguished by cold water and fell into the eighteenth layer of hell again.

"Bin'er! Bin'er! Why, why is God doing this to our Hu family, why? Why put the pain on Bin'er! Hu Guangren's knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, looking up to the sky and bursting into tears.

How many times have I sought medical advice, and how many times have the flame of hope been extinguished. He couldn't count, he couldn't count. He would rather be tormented by his illness than by his poor precious grandson.

Lao Yang don't look too much, he can't stand it. The Hu family is one of the giants of Jincheng, and Hu Guangren is the founder of the Hu family. But it's just that it was defeated in the hands of God, don't you say it's sad?

"Master, master, don't cry." Huang Yunyang was the most sober person among these people, and hurriedly dissuaded, "The little young master is still watching!" Don't cry and hurt your body, the little master still needs you. ”

Hu Guangren immediately stopped crying, didn't care about wiping his tears, threw away his crutches, and walked towards Hu Yibin step by step, hugging his grandson in his arms.

"Bin'er, don't be afraid, grandpa is here! Grandpa has always been there, and Grandpa will definitely find someone to cure your illness. ”

"Grandpa, grandpa..."Hu Yibin stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from Hu Guangren's face, "Grandpa has bothered grandpa." ”

"Xiaohu, I'm sorry for this, I thought... Ay! Still too self-righteous. Liu Qingfeng sighed.

Hu Guangren let go of Hu Yibin, took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, and said with a reluctant smile, "Let you see you laugh." Yunyang, give the things to Mr. Liu. ”

Huang Yunyang held the long wooden box in his hand with both hands and handed it to Liu Qingfeng, "Old Liu! ”

"I said don't want it, although I came for this thing, but the disease has not been cured, I can't accept it." Liu Qingfeng's face was blank and he said seriously.

"This five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng was originally a reward for inviting Mr. to come, whether it is cured or not, you can bear it, not to mention that Bin'er is much better than before." Hu Guangren is more resolute and sincere.

I stared intently at the brocade box in Huang Yunyang's hand and swallowed my saliva quietly. Even's mother-in-law! Five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, Nima! Miracle medicine!

This is the treasure of hanging life, as long as there is still a breath, you can use wild ginseng to hang your life, wait for treatment, maybe you can save a life, what is more important than life?

It can be regarded as unattainable. Last time, I heard that there was a 300-year-old wild ginseng, which was sold for a high price of 5 million.

Mountain ginseng is a grade every 100 years, and it is estimated that it will be doubled several times in 500 years, and it may not be possible to buy it if you have money.

I said that the Hu family used to invite Liu Qingfeng, the great master, it turned out that he had used five hundred years of wild ginseng, and my eyes were straight when I saw it. The Hu family is really not built, not an ordinary wealth.

"I can't ask for it, and if I do, won't those old guys have to laugh at me?"

I really admire Liu Lao, I can see that he wants this wild ginseng, but out of his own principles, he insists on his heart and does not waver.

"Why don't you take it! Hu Yibin was pierced by you like this, and he could have at least a year of healthy time, and to be honest, he made a lot of money. I spoke.

"You ghost boy, your eyesight is indeed extraordinary! No matter how rare this wild ginseng is, it's not worth it for me to exchange it for medical ethics! Liu Lao said with a smile.

I'm awe-inspiring, this old-timer is teaching me a lesson!

"Or else! It was not easy for Liu Lao to come here, so I paid one million in labor fees. ”

Hu Guangren did not insist, and signed a check. Liu Qingfeng did not shirk this time, and accepted it into his arms with a clear conscience.