"These are all trifles, are there anything else?"

Ji Menglan finished what Qin Mo ordered.

Only then did he squat down and watch Qin Mo start to take out the herbs from his backpack.

These herbs had already been divided, and Qin Mo threw these herbs into the medicine jar in batches.

Ji Menglan didn't notice it at all, and she was squatting like this.

The body was exposed in front of Qin Mo, but fortunately, Qin Mo didn't notice it at this time.

"Big handsome guy, what are you doing here?"

Ji Menglan looked at it for a while, Qin Mo didn't look like he was cooking medicine at all.

I am very familiar with cooking medicine.

I don't know how many times I cooked it since I was a child, and every time I came back from school, I was used as child labor.

"Ointment!"

Qin Mo continued to increase the firepower, and the herbs in the medicine jar were steamed after half an hour.

The water inside is constantly evaporating and slowly turning into a vinyl shape.

"Forget it, you can only use it first!"

Looking at the contents of the medicine jar, Qin Mo shook his head dissatisfied.

However, now the conditions do not allow it, and it cannot meet their own requirements.

Although the things that are boiled out are only a few medicinal effects.

Being able to do it in such a situation, Qin Mo knew that he couldn't ask too much.

"It's the first time I've seen someone boil it like this, but no matter how you look at it, it's like on TV, using sugar cane to make sugar."

"The principle is the same, but the requirements are a little higher."

When boiling these herbal ointments, Qin Mo patiently explained them to Ji Menglan.

"What are these herbs used for?"

Ji Menglan is still very curious about this.

"Used to heal from trauma!"

Qin Mo pointed to his right arm and said.

"In this way, handsome guy, you understand Chinese medicine!"

Half an hour later.

Ji Xiang Mingdu gave the old customer a good massage and returned to the back.

I just happened to see Qin Mo and poured out the contents of the medicine jar.

"What are you doing, young man?"

Ji Xiangming walked over curiously, smelling a faint fragrance in the air.

When I smelled it carefully, a lump of black ointment emanated from my eyes.

"What is this?"

Ji Xiangming is not as knowledgeable as his daughter, if he is not mistaken.

The black ointment in front of me is not available on the market.

The most important thing is that from the fragrance that comes out, the effect of this medicine is not too bad, but I don't know what to use it for?

"Dad, don't ask, these black ointments are used to treat trauma, and I heard that they are also effective on scars."

Looking at Qin Mo a little bit, he made these ointments into thumb-sized pills.

Ji Xiangming dipped a little with his fingers, put it next to his nose, and sniffed it seriously.

"Young man, you are very familiar with the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials!"

"I know a little bit about it!"

Qin Mo said modestly and began to untie the straps on his arms.

"I'm going to help you!"

Seeing that Qin Mo was difficult to untie alone, it was the nurse who helped tie it up at that time.

I'm afraid that it will fall halfway, so it's tied a little tightly.

"This girl is not so enthusiastic about her own father!"

Seeing this, Ji Xiangming felt that his lips felt a little sour.

"It's so badly wounded!"

When the two of them saw the ten-centimeter wound, they couldn't help but gasp.

At first, I thought it was a normal scratch, but I didn't expect that it was not only long but also deep, and I suspected that it was bone-in-one.

"You don't hurt?"

Ji Menglan herself just glanced at it, and she felt a feeling of numbness in her scalp.

"It doesn't hurt!"

After Ji Menglan's reminder, it seems that in addition to the time, I felt severe pain when I was injured.

After treating the wound, the pain was much lessened.

Only when swinging the arm, there is a slight tingling sensation, and it does not look like a knife wound at all.

"Is it because of the lottery constitution?"

This is the reason Qin Mo gave to convince himself.

"What a strange thing!"

"Young man, this is the silver needle you want, why do you want this?"

Through the herbs that had just been boiled, Ji Xiangming knew that Qin Mo knew a little bit of Chinese medicine.

It's just that I don't know, what does he need this silver needle for?

Could it be that it is used to unclog the meridians, this is not to exacerbate the degree of deterioration of the wound.

What is most needed now is to prevent secondary bleeding from the wound, and if silver needles are used, wouldn't it speed up blood circulation.

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In this case, the recovery of the wound will be slower.

"Speed up the recovery of wounds!"

Regarding Ji Xiangming's question, Qin Mo did not choose to hide it.

"The silver needle still has this effect?"

This is the first time I have heard it in my decades of practicing Chinese medicine.

Don't be Qin Mo himself, come up with it randomly.

"It's really just a silver needle, you can't do it, and if you add these herbal ointments, maybe you can't do it."

Qin Mo pointed to the herbal ointment that had been poured out.

And spread out the silver needle on the table.

"I'd better do it!"

Seeing Qin Mo working with one hand, he always felt weird, and Ji Menglan took it.

Spread out a set of silver needles in front of Qin Mo.

"Do you still need an alcohol lamp?"

Ji Xiangming knew what Qin Mo was looking for, and it seemed that he was really going to make a move.

"Wait for me, young man!"

I also want to see what Qin Mo wants to do.

"Help me apply all these herbal creams to the wound."

There is someone next to him who can instruct, why do it yourself.

"I'll do this myself!"

Seeing that Ji Xiangming wanted to help him disinfect the silver needle, Qin Mo refused to help.

After passing through the hands of others, this disinfection still works?

"I'm still a little capable!"

Just a glance, Qin Mo gestured with a silver needle in his hand.

Ji Xiangming knew that he might have to look away.

Holding a silver needle and putting it on the alcohol lamp to disinfect, his hand was too steady.

After disinfecting nine silver needles in a row, Qin Mo placed them neatly on top of the gauze.

"Need nine?"

Ji Xiangming seriously recalled that among the allusions he had seen.

There is no treatment for any of them, there are nine of them, but I still don't have a clue if I think about everything I can.

At this time, Qin Mo had already picked up the first thinnest silver needle.

Before they could react, the silver needle in his hand vanished.

"What a speed!"

Ji Xiangming was shocked, his eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of others' hands.

And that's not all, after the second silver needle was picked up.

Disappeared in Qin Mo's hands again, it was a ray of sunlight shining down.

Just shining on the two silver needles that disappeared before, Ji Xiangming finally found their location.

It turned out that Qin Mo had already inserted it near the wound on his arm.

"It can't be!"

After taking a closer look, he found that Qin Mo's position under the needle was not bad at all.

It is a hidden point in the human body, and most people really don't know it.

There is also this acupuncture point, which is different according to each person's body, and the location will also change.

But the speed at which Qin Mo gave the needle just now was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to find confirmation.

That is to say, at the moment when he placed the needle, he knew the specific location of the acupuncture points in his heart.

"Wait, this is..."

After Qin Mo got the needle, Ji Xiangming saw a little difference.

At the sixth needle, the problem was seen, and it seemed that the needle was dropped according to something.

"Nine Stars..."

Ji Xiangming finally remembered, this was seen in an ancient book.

"This is the Nine Pearls and Stars!"