Of course, Hong Yu didn't know that his subconscious excitement would make the children of the Ye family feel naked contempt for him.

Even if he knew, he would laugh it off.

We poor people have never seen a lot of money, what's wrong with being excited?

Human.

After a brief pause, he gradually came back to his senses, and the words that his grandfather had taught him on weekdays sounded in his mind.

"Be down-to-earth, take the money you should get, and don't be carried away by money. ”

This sentence calmed Hong Yu's excited heart.

He waved his hand and politely refused: "Ye Lao, this money is too much, I can't take it." ”

His refusal made everyone in the Ye family look at each other.

This poor boy has not yet reached the point of seeing money.

Ye Wushuang also admired Hong Yu a little.

She is the one who knows Hong Yu's economic situation best among the children of the Ye family.

In order to make money, he is willing to work as a dirty and tired nurse, and he has to be called by his customers.

Now that 10 million is in front of this guy, he doesn't want it, it's really not easy.

This was also a bit unexpected by Ye Daowen.

Few people can resist the temptation of money, let alone a young man who is short of money.

He looked at Hong Yu and liked it more and more, feeling that in Hong Yu, he had found a trace of his humble and arrogant appearance.

"Mr. Hong, this 10 million, in your opinion, is a lot of money, but to my life, it is insignificant.

Therefore, you must accept this consultation fee.

Otherwise, if it spreads, others will think that I am stingy, and I am reluctant to give even 10 million to my life-saving benefactor. Ye Daowen said.

"Mr. Hong, since this is a piece of Ye Lao's heart, you can take it.

To tell you the truth, every time I treat those dignitaries, the starting consultation fee is also 5 million.

Your medical skills are above mine, and you have cured Ye Lao, and you will receive 10 million, which is too reasonable. Zhou Zhennan echoed.

The two old men sang and harmonized, which made Hong Yu embarrassed not to accept it.

In the end, he chose a middle choice and only accepted one million, so that Hong Yu could feel a little more stable in his heart.

Ye Daowen didn't mind, anyway, he had to deal with Hong Yu a lot in the future, and he had the opportunity to express his gratitude.

"Mr. Hong, when I was in the hospital, you said that my grandfather's injury was still missing the last shot before it could be completely cured, I don't know if it's true?"

Ye Wushuang was most concerned about his grandfather's health, and he couldn't wait to ask.

Hong Yu said: "That's natural, is it possible that Miss Ye still thinks that I can't lie to you." ”

"Don't dare. ”

Ye Wushuang's face flushed, knowing that she had said the wrong thing again.

"Mr. Hong, since that's the case, then I bother you to give Ye Lao the last shot. Zhou Zhennan pleaded.

He wanted to see Hong Yu use the "Nine Needles of Soul Rejuvenation" with his own eyes and learn a thing or two from it.

"Mr. Hong, I don't know if it's okay?"

Ye Daowen is also looking forward to it.

Injuries have tormented him for most of his life, and only he knows the taste of them, and he often can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Now, there is a way to completely heal his injuries, how can he not be excited?

Hong Yu did not refuse.

His original intention of coming to the Ye family was out of kindness and wanted to cure Old Man Ye.

"Ye Lao, do I need a silver needle?" Hong Yu said.

Ye Daowen was overjoyed and said to the housekeeper: "Hurry up, bring the prepared golden needle to Mr. Hong." ”

Soon, the butler Ah Fu presented the golden needle.

Hong Yu said: "Ye Lao, you take off your shirt and lie on the sofa, and I will give you an injection." ”

Ye Daowen nodded, took off his shirt, and lay flat on the sofa as Hong Yu instructed.

The children of the Ye family also came to the spirit, and they gathered around one by one, looking at Hong Yu intently.

I wonder if he is really a master, or if he is here to deceive.

I saw that Hong Yu took the golden needle, his divine sense opened, and he began to look for acupuncture points.

At the same time, Hong Yu also used his divine sense to quickly check Ye Daowen's physical condition, and found that he had recovered well, much better than he imagined.

Symptoms such as inflammation, pus and blood, and blood clot blockage have basically dissipated.

Those small pieces of iron that were crushed into powder by him, although they have not been completely expelled from the heart, have been discharged after the last acupuncture.

The remaining 20%, even if it will have a rejection reaction with the heart, it is also within the range of the human body, and there is a high probability that it will not be life-threatening.

But now that it's here, it's not in the way to completely remove the hidden dangers.

Mobilize the true qi of the dantian and gather between the palms.

Burst!

The golden needle in his hand was thrown by Hong Yu on Ye Daowen's "Divine Sealing Acupoint" at an extremely fast speed.

Previously, the acupuncture points opened by Hong Yu were connected to each other after this needle fell.

The blood in the body boils and accelerates in the meridians.

Ye Daowen felt that he had chewed a piece of betel nut in his mouth, and his heart was cold and comfortable.

Before, although his body had improved a lot, and he looked like an ordinary person, he always felt like his chest was blocked by something, but now it was all smooth all at once.

Mr. Hong's medical skills are really extraordinary!

"Alright. ”

Hong Yu withdrew his hand, very satisfied with his flying needle.

"That's it?"

The children of the Ye family originally thought how powerful Hong Yu was, but they just casually shot a needle in the old man's chest, and said, "Okay"?

It can't really be a liar, right?

Many children of the Ye family questioned it in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it to their faces.

Ye Wushuang also felt that Hong Yu's needle prick was too casual, no, it was too casual.

She remembered that when Zhou Lao gave acupuncture to her grandfather in the past, she had to slowly find the acupuncture points first, and then take silver needles to gently test the acupuncture points with skill, and finally slowly go deeper.

Flying needles piercing acupuncture like this are simply unheard of and unseen.

She hurriedly looked at Zhou Lao beside her, wanting to hear his opinion.

As a result, I found that Zhou Lao's eyes were about to pop out, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The hand that Hong Yu just exerted, in the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, is called "flying needles into acupoints." ”

Zhou Zhennan was fortunate to have read several ancient medical books that had been passed down for hundreds of years at home.

It is recorded in the book that the needle application technique of flying needles into acupoints has extremely high requirements for the needle applicator.

Not only does the practitioner need to be proficient in the acupuncture points of the human body, so that the acupuncture points can be identified with the eyes closed.

It is also necessary for the person who applies the needle to have a strong physique, and can control the silver needle as he wishes, so that the strength of the silver needle after entering the acupoint is just right.

It is even recorded in ancient medical books that this kind of acupuncture technique only exists in legends, and even the divine doctors Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao have never reached it.

Now, he has seen it with his own eyes, and it is so close, if he can not be surprised?

Thump!

After Zhou Zhennan reacted, he didn't say much and knelt on the spot.

"Teacher, please bow to me. ”

Regardless of his identity, he kowtowed to Hong Yu three times on the spot.

For a medical nerd, there is nothing more fascinating than learning a deeper medical skill.

This scene stunned the children of the Ye family in the hall.

"What the hell? Zhou Lao is nervous?"

Everyone's minds were full of questions.

In their hearts, Zhou Lao is the real holy hand of Chinese medicine, and he is highly respected.

And although Hong Yu said that he cured the old man's illness, he didn't do it by mistake.

Just like just now, I don't even seem to be very good at acupuncture, how can I be worthy of being Zhou Lao's master?

Therefore, Zhou Lao's move must be a brain problem.

Ye Wushuang also covered his mouth in shock.

She could see that Zhou Lao's attitude was very serious, and he looked very excited, and tears were about to come out.

"Is it possible, what is the way to the needle just now?"

Ye Wushuang guessed calmly in his heart.

Regarding Zhou Zhennan's worship to himself, Hong Yu didn't expect it at all, and he was directly stunned.

In Ye Daowen's previous introduction, he also knew who Zhou Lao was, the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangnan Province, and the helmsman of the largest traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Jiangnan Province, "National Medicine Room".

He is a true master of Chinese medicine.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Hong Yu came back to his senses and hurriedly helped Zhou Zhennan up.

"Old Zhou, you're tormenting me. ”

Zhou Zhennan was reluctant to get up, "Mr. Hong, if you don't accept me as an apprentice today, I won't be able to kneel for a long time." ”

Scold...... Hong Yu was very helpless and said:

"Old Zhou, you are an elder, according to age, you are my grandfather, how embarrassed am I to take you as an apprentice.

Besides, my medical skills are not as good as you think, so please hurry up. ”

Zhou Zhennan was very stubborn and said: "Mr. Hong, the master is a teacher, regardless of age.

Besides, I have seen your healing skills.

Whether it's 'Nine Needles of Soul Recovery' or 'Flying Needles into Acupoints', those are all means beyond my reach.

Make my wish come true, and take me as a disciple. ”

What Nine Needles of Soul Recovery? Hong Yu didn't understand much for a while, but he didn't think much about it, and still refused politely:

"Old Zhou, if you have any doubts about medical skills, just ask me directly, and I will try my best to solve my doubts, and the apprentice will forget it. ”

Zhou Lao was very disappointed when he heard that Hong Yu still refused to accept him as an apprentice, but when he heard Hong Yu say that he could ask him for medical skills, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Yes, Old Zhou, apprenticeship is unnecessary, Mr. Hong is young, maybe, his medical skills are not as good as yours, didn't he say it himself just now?"

Ye Zihao, who has always held a grudge against Hong Yu, said in a strange way.

"Yes, Old Zhou, although Mr. Hong's medical skills are good, but above you, I don't think it maybe. Ye Zijun said the same.

As soon as the chatterbox opened, in the living room, many children of the Ye family raised objections.

In their opinion, Hong Yu's medical skills are not very powerful, and Zhou Lao must have been confused by appearances.

Of course, these are secondary, the important thing is that once Hong Yu becomes Zhou Lao's master, that generation will be older.

The Zhou family and the Ye family are friends for a hundred years, and the two sides treat each other politely, and when they see Hong Yu in the future, they all have to be called "Hong Lao".

A poor boy who has not dried up is just a coincidence who cured the old man, why does he have such a big face?

But outsiders don't know how strong Hong Yu's medical skills are, can Zhou Zhennan still not know?

scolded on the spot: "Virtuous nephews hurry up and shut up, how can you question Mr. Hong's medical skills?"

"Old Zhou, don't be angry, we are not targeting you, we just suspect that Mr. Hong's medical skills are not as good as you think. Ye Zihao explained.

"Old Zhou, what my son said is right, Mr. Hong cured the old man, maybe it's a coincidence.

You are always the inheritor of a family of traditional Chinese medicine that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and your ancestors are the great imperial doctors in the palace. ”

It was Ye Zihao's father, Ye Tianming, who spoke.

Outside the gate of the villa, his son Ye Zihao was beaten by Hong Yu, although he didn't say anything on the surface, he kept holding a grudge in his heart.

His son Ye Tianming is not yet an outsider's turn to teach him a lesson.

Even though...... This outsider is kind to the Ye family.