City Qimen Medical Saint (Strange Doctor Hand)

"What did your father go through three years ago?" Ye Haoxuan asked the young man.

"Three years ago, my father went to the construction site, and a fire broke out at home. My 70-year-old grandmother, my mother and younger sister all died in the fire." The young man's face darkened.

"So that's the case." Ye Haoxuan nodded thoughtfully.

He flipped his right hand, and more than a dozen needles appeared between his hands. He held his breath and concentrated his hands like lightning, and within a short while pierced the silver needles into various acupuncture points on the patient's body.

"Big God Needle..."

The heirs of Yu Daliu's school on the rostrum, as well as Yuan Lao, all changed their expressions and stood up together.

"The Taiyi magic needle is actually the long-lost Taiyi magic needle." Yuan Lao said in a trembling voice with his eyes shining.

Ye Haoxuan's right hand covered his palm with true energy, and then with his palm down, he quickly brushed over the silver needles on the patient's body.

"Brushing the needle?" The descendant of the Shanghan School lost his voice, "This is the way of brushing the needle."

"Impossible, you need to control the needle with qi, the technique is special, and the qigong that is spread now can't meet the requirement of brushing the needle at all," Old Liu lost his voice.

I saw Ye Haoxuan's right hand brushing past the end of the needle calmly, the end of each needle trembled slightly, and then swayed slightly from side to side.

The silver needle flickered and 10 minutes passed, but there was still no sign of stopping.

"Sure enough, it's brushing the needle, and it's really using Qi to control the needle." Old Liu murmured with a shocked expression.

After a while, the slightly shaking silver needles gradually stopped, Ye Haoxuan stretched out his fingers again, and flicked slightly at the end of each needle.

"Break needle method?" Everyone was shocked again, they no longer waited and watched on the stage, but ran to Ye Haoxuan scrambling to watch Ye Haoxuan apply the needle quietly.

"The Twisting Needle Method..."

Twenty-five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the eyes of several old Chinese doctors were shining, watching Ye Haoxuan administer the needle intently.

They had only seen the acupuncture techniques Ye Haoxuan performed in ancient medical books, and they never dreamed that in such a declining Chinese medicine field, a young man would have such high medical attainments.

Ye Haoxuan looked at the time, and then pulled out the needles on the patient's body one by one.

With his needle pulled out, the patient's eyes were still dull and motionless, as if his heart had died and he had no nostalgia for this world.

"The living are like passers-by, and the dead belong to others. They are nothing more than living in a different place. They are gone. You should take their unfinished journey and live a good life. All living beings, how happy is life, how happy is death? Why are you sad?"

Ye Haoxuan spoke these words eloquently, his voice was not very loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

In the huge auditorium, his voice echoed, as if Ye Haoxuan was speaking in everyone's ears.

Following Ye Haoxuan's utterance, a gleam appeared in the dull, dull eyes of the patient.

"Life...he Huan, death...he sorrow?" The patient suddenly woke up like a dream, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

As if he had just woken up from a big dream, under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, he sat up slowly and then got out of bed.

"This sleep...it's been a long time..." The patient stared blankly at the front, the figures of mother, wife, and daughter seemed to float in front of him, then smiled at him and left him.

puff……

He spat out a mouthful of blood, with black clots in it.

"Sure enough, it's a heart knot. This blood clot in his heart is a heart knot. Once the heart knot is removed, his illness will be truly cured." An old man sighed.

"Hey, I'm old, I'm really old, I'm useless, I can't compare to young people." Another old man also sighed.

They are people from the eight major schools of Chinese medicine from all over the country, and their own medical skills are extremely superb, but they didn't expect that the young Ye Haoxuan would have such medical skills that they sighed.

Mr. Yuan bowed slightly to Ye Haoxuan and said, "My little friend's medical skills are the only ones I've ever seen in my life. Before this old man, I was a little out of sorts. In the future, I need to ask my little friend for advice."

Seeing Ye Haoxuan's extraordinary bearing before, Mr. Yuan wanted to cultivate him, but he didn't expect Ye Haoxuan's medical skills to be so high.

"Don't dare, Mr. Yuan don't hurt me anymore." Ye Haoxuan saluted back.

"Unexpectedly, young people have such medical skills, and Chinese medicine is promising."

"Hehe, this exchange meeting was not in vain."

Elder Liu looked a little lonely, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and said to the disciples accompanying him, "Bring me my medical kit."

"Yes..." A young man walked to the backstage, and took a medical kit after a while.

Mr. Liu took out some necessary things inside, and sighed: "My little friend's medical skills have really impressed me. I am willing to admit defeat. The dragon and phoenix killing needle is in this medicine box. Today, together with this medicine box, I will give it to you." Little friend, I hope you can promote Chinese medicine and recast the glory of Chinese medicine."

"Master...this medical box was given to the ancestors by Emperor Qianlong, and the gold needles are ancestral things...how can..."

Old Liu's apprentice was taken aback. Others don't know how precious this box is, but he knows that this box is made of golden nanmu. It was Emperor Qianlong who gave this box to Liu Laozu for his meritorious service in curing the plague. The value is linked.

What's more, the golden needle is not comparable to ordinary golden needles. After years of manipulation by countless medical masters, he has been contaminated with some medical spirit, so how could he give it away so easily.

"Mr. Liu, what you said just now was a complete joke. These things are of great significance to Mr. Liu, and they are no longer measurable by value. You deserve it." Ye Haoxuan said.

Mr. Liu waved his hand and said: "Things in the world belong to those who are virtuous. You have this medical skill and this medical ethics. These things can only show their original value in you. I think I belong to this school. It has not reached the point of controlling acupuncture with qi, this set of needles, in your hands, will definitely make a name for itself, I hope you will not let us old fellows live up to our expectations of you."

"In that case, thank you, Mr. Liu." Ye Haoxuan saluted to Mr. Liu.

Elder Liu nodded, and then handed over the medical kit.

Ye Haoxuan took the medical kit respectfully and held it above his head: "I promise I won't insult these things."

Elder Liu nodded, and then the nine of them walked up to the stage.

Ye Haoxuan turned to the young man and said, "I'll prescribe a prescription for you, you take the medicine according to the prescription, and after three days you need another injection, and you'll be completely cured."

The young man nodded.

Ye Haoxuan turned around and walked to the table, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to the young man: "What's your name?"

"Ergou..." the young man said in a deep voice.

"Is there a place to live?"

"No."