Yang Luo waved his hand and said, "Sir, you don't need money. I'm just passing by and helping you with some help."

Hearing Yang Luo's words, Hua Changsheng's eyes were full of appreciation.

He looked at Yang Luo and asked with a bright look: "Little brother, I didn't even see that my granddaughter had made a mistake just now. How did you see that?"

Yang Luo replied: "Old sir, in my opinion, the depth of acupuncture needles is related to the acupuncture point, the patient's age, physique, condition, location, etc.

The depth of each needle can't be generalized. The angle, direction, and depth of the needle must be strictly controlled, otherwise the patient will be in danger or even threaten life.

Learning traditional Chinese medicine requires continuous excellence, and no carelessness can be done.

As the saying goes, a slight mistake can make a thousand miles apart, that's what it means.

I just took a little serious and noticed this, so I could see it.”

"A slight mistake is a thousand miles away!

OK, that's right!"

Hua Changsheng's eyes lit up, and his eyes looked at Yang Luo even more admired.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!