Chapter 9: Eighteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!
After Ning Yuan finished speaking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he walked directly towards the old man who had passed out.
Li Yuting's head was a little confused, staring at Ning Yuan's big eyes, and she looked at Ning Yuan in a daze.
Ning Yuan pointed at the old man and said, "Help him up!"
Li Yuting nodded abruptly and quickly helped the old man up.
Ning Yuan also squatted down, and he was very familiar with the old man's pulse.
Immediately, as if he was juggling, three silver needles appeared between his fingers.
This is the eighteen needles of the ghost gate, a total of nine white and nine black, and eighteen silver needles.
Among them, white needles save people, and black needles kill!
If black and white are used together, people can't survive, and they can't die!
"Hey, you don't plan to use acupuncture to save the old man, right?"
Among the onlookers, some people saw the silver needle in Ning Yuan's hand and questioned it on the spot.
Ning Yuan didn't raise his head, and asked coldly, "What, do you have an opinion?"
The man was scolded by Ning Yuan, and his expression immediately sank.
Immediately, I saw him laughing angrily.
"Hehe, this matter has nothing to do with me, what can I say. I'm afraid that if you are so willful, the family members of other patients will have opinions. Now who doesn't know that acupuncture treatment has no scientific basis at all, and at best, it can only be used for health preservation. ”
"You're now using it to treat patients whose lives are in danger at any time, it's a joke about the lives of patients!"
The other onlookers also began to discuss in groups, basically questioning Ning Yuan's level and his motives.
The old man's grandson is even more stressed at the moment.
After all, everyone else was an unrelated onlooker, but he was an immediate family member of the old man.
If something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable.
In fact, he doesn't have such a big prejudice against Chinese medicine, but Ning Yuan is too young.
If it were an old Chinese medicine doctor who was over the age of six, he might be more at ease.
Ning Yuan seemed to see the old man's grandson's worry, and said coldly: "If you believe me, I can save your grandfather." If he doesn't believe, his life is in danger!"
Seeing that Ning Yuan's eyes were confident and awe-inspiring, the old man's grandson gritted his teeth vigorously and responded, "I believe in you, please save my grandfather!"
After getting the approval of the old man's grandson, Ning Yuan withdrew his gaze.
He saw that Li Yuting was a little nervous, so he said comfortingly: "Don't be nervous, help him up!"
Ning Yuan's words seemed to have some kind of magic, and with a few words, Li Yuting would be appeased.
Immediately, he took out three silver needles and began to rescue.
The first needle: the top of the head Baihui acupoint!
The second needle: the chest acupoint!
The third needle: the leeward door point!
Li Yuting saw that Ning Yuan had only been pricked with three stitches, so she stopped, so she couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "Is it over?"
Ning Yuan nodded, and replied lightly: "Well, it's over." In a few moments, he'll wake up!"
For such ordinary people, three stitches are enough to bring the dead back to life.
After a while, before the old man woke up, someone questioned again.
"This old man, shouldn't you be stabbed to death?"
"Hey, the old man is really pitiful, he can't even walk, and he has been pierced with a needle all over his body, what a sin, a sin!"
......
For a while, there were more and more voices accusing Ning Yuan of indiscriminately pricking needles.
The old man's grandson was even more anxious and sweaty, completely at a loss.
"My grandfather shouldn't ......?"
He didn't ask the last half of the sentence. But the meaning of the words is already very clear.
Ning Yuan didn't answer directly, but stepped forward to caress the old man's heart and slapped it with a palm.
The three silver needles then fell off and fell steadily into his palm.
"What are you doing, if something goes wrong with my grandfather, I can't spare you!"
The old man's grandson was shocked when he saw this, and shouted hysterically, completely looking for Ning Yuan's desperate posture.
However, before his words could land, the old man suddenly coughed violently twice.
"Wow!"
A mouthful of black blood was spat out, slimy, and even clotted.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.
The old man's grandson was shocked and hurriedly ran over.
"Grandpa, grandpa, you finally woke up, you really scared me to death just now!"
The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at his grandson, and asked, "Anping, who saved me just now?"
Hearing this, the young man known as Anping remembered Ning Yuanlai.
"Grandpa, it's this eldest brother who saved you with acupuncture of Chinese medicine!"
Hearing his grandson's words, the old man couldn't help but be stunned.
Traditional Chinese medicine is obscure and very profound, and it is difficult to receive results without decades of painstaking research.
He has also seen a lot of Chinese medicine practitioners, but most of them are past the age of destiny. Even if he is not confused, he is already a rising star in the field of Chinese medicine.
But like Ning Yuan, such a young Chinese medicine practitioner, it is really the first time to see it.
However, shock to shock, the old man still expressed his sincere gratitude to Ning Yuan.
"Little brother, if it weren't for you today, I would have to go to the Ghost Gate Pass to report!"
As he spoke, he still supported his somewhat weak body and bowed to Ning Yuan.
Ning Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's just a gesture, the old man doesn't have to take it to heart." I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave!"
After speaking, Ning Yuan flicked his sleeves and floated away.
Looking at Ning Yuan's chic and slender back, the onlookers who had just accuse him and even sneered at him immediately turned the direction of the wind, and all kinds of beautiful words were full of praise.
Li Yuting was also full of admiration, and her smart eyes were filled with ripples of nymphomania.
"Ning Yuan, don't go so fast, wait for me!"
Ning Yuan saw Li Yuting chasing after him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you have anything else?"
Li Yuting inexplicably felt that her cheeks were a little hot, and she didn't dare to look directly at Ning Yuan's deep and bright eyes.
"No, no, it's okay, I'm just a little curious, how can you still understand Chinese medicine when you're not old, and you're so powerful. I have also seen a lot of old Chinese medicine doctors, but they have studied most of their lives, and their attainments in this area are probably far inferior to yours!"
When this sentence was asked, Li Yuting's big watery eyes were round, and she was a curious baby.
Ning Yuan glanced at Li Yuting sideways, and said lightly: "It's very simple, I'm a genius, that's all!"
"Huh?"
Hearing Ning Yuan's high-profile words, he bluntly said that he was a genius, which made Li Yuting stunned.
Even if you are a genius, you have to be humble, right?
Just as Ning Yuan and Li Yuting were talking, a woman about thirty years old came over.
She didn't care about Li Yuting's presence, so she said directly: "Little miracle doctor, I heard that Chinese medicine can enlarge breasts, can you help me try it?"