381: C381 Acupuncture and Moxibustion

C381 Acupuncture and Moxibustion

Yang Kangcheng's study room was very clean and there was even a bed: "Is it okay here? Do you need anything else? "

Zhao Feng said, "No need, I have all the acupuncture and moxibustion things. You just need to provide a place."

Yang Kangcheng nodded, took off his shirt and laid on the bed.

Zhao Feng didn't take the injection in a hurry. Instead, he took out the Ailee that he had bought when he passed by the pharmacy downstairs in his pocket.

Acupuncture and moxibustion, of course the needle was a silver needle, but the word "moxibustion" referred to Ai Hui instead.

It was just that most of the time, the silver needles would be more effective, causing people to subconsciously ignore the existence of Evelyn. However, it was impossible to treat Yang Kangcheng without this thing today.

Zhao Feng took out a lighter from his pocket and lit up Eiche. The smell of the Eider instantly filled the entire room.

"Master, is this the moxibustion you told me about?"

Zhuang Chengren asked curiously.

Zhao Feng nodded. "Today, come and help me."

"Me? I can't do it, Master, I still don't know anything. "

Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words, Zhuang Chengren was immediately terrified. He had studied medicine for two days with Zhao Feng, but had yet to learn anything! How could he possibly come out to treat someone?

Zhao Feng smiled. Yang Kangcheng's illness was not that complicated, so if he was going to do it alone, it would not be a big deal.

However, Zhuang Chengren still called him Master. He definitely wanted to teach him something, and now, Yang Kangcheng's condition was the best teaching template.

The condition was serious, but to him it was very simple, giving him enough energy to rectify every mistake Zhuang Chengren made.

Yang Kangcheng, who was lying on the bed, instantly had the thought of jumping up and running away when he heard Zhao Feng's words.

He didn't know much about Zhao Feng's medical skills, and could treat a dead horse as if it was a living horse. However, he knew about Zhuang Chengren. Since young, he has never learned anything.

Letting him treat her meant that she despised living for a long time. Don't fail when the time comes, instead, you will lose your last life.

However, at this time, Zhao Feng had already passed Ichira to Zhuang Chengren.

"First, stimulate the Baihui Acupoint with Eiche, the Trembling Acupoint …"

Under the guidance of Zhao Feng, Zhuang Chengren methodically stimulated the acupuncture points on Yang Kangcheng's body.

At this time, Yang Kangcheng also realized something was wrong. His condition was really serious, and there was a tumor growing in his body.

Because of his body, he could not operate.

At this moment …

Other than waiting for death, there seemed to be no other way. However, after Zhuang Chengren constantly stimulated his acupuncture points with Ivory Silk, his body that used to be like a heavy burden seemed to relax.

It was as if the weight in his body was being taken away by someone. He now believed more than half of what Zhao Feng had said earlier.

Seeing Zhuang Chengren finish stimulating the acupuncture points he mentioned, Zhao Feng took out the silver needle from his pocket.

"Alright, the part that needs Ivory Silk is over. Cheng Ren, watch carefully from the side."

As the saying goes, a master leads the way and practices by himself. Although Zhuang Chengren is his disciple, at a time like this, it could only depend on a person's ability to comprehend.

How much he could learn depended on the individual. Zhao Feng was able to guarantee that he would hand it over to Zhuang Chengren without reservation.

At this time, Zhuang Chengren stood to the side with his eyes wide open, carefully observing every detail of Zhao Feng, afraid that he would not notice the slightest detail.

He had always admired Zhao Feng's medical skills. He wanted to learn it a long time ago, but because his foundation was too poor, he had always been building a foundation.

Today was the first time Zhao Feng taught him acupuncture.

The silver needles were as thin as hair and pierced Yang Kangcheng's meridians.

At this moment, Yang Kangcheng, who was lying on the bed, felt pain. This was not caused by the silver needles entering his body, but from the tumor in his body.

He could not stand it any longer and struggled to get up, but he was stopped by Zhao Feng.

"Don't move, if you break the position of the silver needles, these things will never happen."

Everything that was happening inside Yang Kangcheng's body was under his control. Yang Kangcheng's body was in a very bad condition. Once he was on the operating table, he would never be able to get out of there.

What he needed to do now was to use silver needles to cut off the flow of the major meridians in Yang Kangcheng's body so that the nutrients in his body couldn't be supplied to the tumor. As time passed, the tumor would naturally disappear.

In this case, the tumor would appear this way, which was also within his expectations. In this case …

He could only rely on Yang Kangcheng's willpower to survive.

Very soon, the pain in Yang Kangcheng's body became unbearable: "Dr. Zhao, are you not done yet? Are you sure this is healing and not killing me? "

Zhao Feng didn't have time to pay attention to Yang Kangcheng's words. At this time, what he needed to do was to make these meridians unable to flow even after he took out the silver needles. Then, the treatment today would be considered a success.

He took the Ailee from Zhuang Chengren's hand and continuously roasted it near the silver needle. Soon, as the skin around the needle started to turn red, Zhao Feng removed the first silver needle.

Then, following the same pattern, he removed all the silver needles, "Alright, Mr. Yang.

"How do you feel now?"

Yang Kangcheng's face was as pale as a cooked prawn. It was obvious that he was in pain from saying all those words.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng picked up the silver needle and pierced it into one of Yang Kangcheng's acupoints. In that moment, Yang Kangcheng breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He weakly said, "Get out. Get out. You don't need to treat my illness."

The pain that came from within his body was different from the pain on his body. In his body, even the tiniest of pain would be unbearable, not to mention the torture he had just suffered.

From his point of view, Zhao Feng was just a quack doctor, purposely using him for entertainment.

Zhao Feng kept the silver needle and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, that won't do. I've already cured your disease."

Yang Kangcheng said, "How is that possible? Just now, you guys..."

When he said this, they were stunned. They suddenly realized that although their bodies were still weak like before, there seemed to be a surge of energy returning to his body.

This had never happened before.

"You mean? The tumor has disappeared. This is impossible, you guys didn't even operate on it, how could you take out the tumor in my body? "

Zhao Feng shook his head, "No, but at the latest, one month will pass. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital tomorrow and find that the tumor has shrunk."

Seeing the solemn expression on Zhao Feng's face, Yang Kangcheng reluctantly believed Zhao Feng's words.

"In that case, Dr. Zhao will only be able to cure me after a month. Please come back after a month!"

In his heart …

He still had a lot of doubts about Zhao Feng's words. At a time like this, he had to see the results to confirm it.1

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