C13 Who Is His Teacher

The Five Dragon Needles is also an ancient heritage of acupuncture.

It mainly consisted of the five dragons of the neck, the five dragons of the chest, and the five dragons of the waist. It could cure many difficult diseases such as waist muscle strain, lumbar disc protrusion, lumbar bone hyperplasia, cervical vertebrae syndrome, kidney deficiency, kidney cold, and lumbar myocardial infarction.

The Five Dragons of the Neck that Tung Xinyuan had just performed was the attending physician, the cervical vertebrae syndrome.

Tung Xinyuan flicked the silver needles with his fingers from time to time. The man's expression became more and more relaxed, and he fell asleep in the end.

About half an hour later, Tung Xinyuan removed the silver needles from the man's body, and the man immediately opened his eyes.

"How do you feel?"

When the man heard that, he stood up and swung his arms back and forth, twisting his neck.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt at all. My arms can also exert force."

Tung Xinyuan reminded, "Don't do heavy work for three days. There won't be any problems after three days."

The man quickly bowed and thanked him. He said loudly, "Thank you, Godly Doctor. Thank you, Godly Doctor."

When the other patients saw this, they also applauded Tung Xinyuan.

Tung Xinyuan put away the silver needles, looked at Ye Feng and said, "Little friend, you also know TCM?"

Ye Feng modestly said, "A little bit."

The next patient was a woman in her thirties. Tung Xinyuan asked about the patient's condition and took her pulse.

He turned to Ye Feng and smiled. "Little friend, why don't you try it too?"

Ye Feng knew that this was Tung Xinyuan testing him. He did not refuse and nodded. He stepped forward and put his hand on the woman's wrist.

After a while, he had a plan in mind and nodded.

Tung Xinyuan smiled and said, "Little friend, why don't we make a prescription and take a look?"

"Alright, then we will show our faces in front of senior."

After that, the two wrote down their respective plans and exchanged them. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Their formulas were exactly the same.

Big Yellow had 12 grams, 9 grams of thick and simple, 9 grams of vermillion fruit, and 12 grams of manganese nitrate.

The attending physician's stomach was hot and dry, and his stomach was bloated. His poop was blocked.

"Little friend, how about we have another round?"

It had been a long time since Tung Xinyuan had seen such a young TCM enthusiast, and he could not help but feel excited.

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

The next patient was a man in his fifties. His face was sallow, and his chest heaved up and down. He kept coughing, but he could not cough out phlegm. He could only hold a cup of water and drink it.

Ye Feng cupped his hands and said, "Elder Tang, please go first!"

Tung Xinyuan nodded and went forward to take the middle-aged man's pulse. He stepped to the side and signaled Ye Feng to go forward.

Ye Feng shook his head slightly.

Tung Xinyuan asked in surprise, "Little friend, don't you want to take a look?"

"No need. I already know what his problem is."

Hearing this, everyone in the room was shocked. He didn't even have a pulse, but he already knew what kind of illness it was.

One must know that TCM had always paid attention to looking, smelling, asking, and cutting.

Even Tung Xinyuan needed to take the pulse before he could make a diagnosis, but Ye Feng only needed to take a look to know what kind of symptoms the patient had.

The patient by the side looked at Ye Feng and felt that the young man in front of him was probably putting on a show.

Tung Xinyuan also secretly muttered in his heart, could it be that this kid is just a show-off?

Ye Feng seemed to know what everyone on the scene was thinking, and then he said indifferently, "Brother, do you have asthma? There is always phlegm in your throat, but you can't spit it out, and you are easily thirsty?"

"Yes, yes. This situation has been going on for a long time. You have taken quite a lot of medicine, but it doesn't work."

Ye Feng said to Tung Xinyuan again," Elder Tang's pulse should be pulses, right? "

Tung Xinyuan was shocked. What Ye Feng said was not bad at all. Could it be that his medical skills were so excellent that he could see the illness at a glance?

He then asked, "How do you think we should treat him?"

"Acupuncture."

The doctor said, "Okay, I'll ask you to give him acupuncture."

Ye Feng did not hesitate and said to the man, "Brother, please take off your shirt and lie down on the small bed over there."

After he said that, the medical staff at the clinic quickly handed a box of silver needles to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took out nine silver needles of different lengths from the box and began to perform acupuncture on the man.

After a moment, these nine silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points on the man's chest.

Ye Feng circulated his True Qi and gently brushed these silver needles. A stream of air pushed these silver needles to tremble rhythmically.

"Nine Meridian Divine Needle? This is the lost Nine Meridian Divine Needle."

Tung Xinyuan was shocked and stood up abruptly. He looked especially excited.

After a while, the man's condition changed. His chest, which was originally moving up and down, slowly returned to normal, and his breathing became smooth.

After Ye Feng took the needle off, the man immediately got up from the small bed and felt relaxed.

"I don't need to catch my breath, and my throat doesn't itch anymore. My illness has recovered."

The man said in surprise.

"This young man is amazing. Don't look at his young age. He is quite capable."

"Yes, he is a godly doctor with excellent medical skills."

Tung Xinyuan laughed and said, "As expected, the young generation is pushing the old generation. There is a successor in TCM, haha."

Ye Feng cupped his fists and saluted. "Elder Tang, you are too kind!"

"May I know little friend's name?"

"Ye Feng."

"I wonder who your master is, Ye?" asked the young man.

Tung Xinyuan asked anxiously.

"My master's name is Chen Nantian."

"It really is Old Chen."

When Tung Xinyuan saw Ye Feng use the Nine Meridians Divine Needle, which had been lost for a long time, he started to suspect that Ye Feng really was the descendant of Medical Saint, Chen Nantian.

He had also received guidance from Chen Nantian many times. In his heart, Chen Nantian was just like his teacher.

However, he had never heard of Chen Nantian's whereabouts after that, and he thought that the Medical Saint of the generation had disappeared without a trace.

He never thought that the Nine Meridians Divine Needle would reappear in the world once again.

Tung Xinyuan asked with a hopeful expression, "I wonder where Old Chen is now?"

"Master has left the world not long ago."