Chapter 115 [The magic needle shows its power] (Part 2)

Chu Zhennan woke up early in the morning. He was anxiously waiting for Zhang Yang's arrival. The old man was impatient. If he had to lie on the hospital bed for a long time, he would rather die. Chu Yanran had been with Zhang Yang since breaking up with him last night, and she seemed a little tired.

"Why haven't this kid come yet? Damn, it's nine o'clock!" Chu Zhennan cursed angrily as he looked at Shi Zhong.

Chu Yanran smiled and said, "Comrade Chu, don't be so anxious, they may sleep in!"

"Damn, I'm so lazy at such a young age, and I'm still a state cadre. I'm so lazy, what future will I have in the future?"

Seeing that his grandfather was so anxious, Chu Yanran could only call Zhang Yang by following him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's mobile phone was turned off. She was a little surprised. I wonder what this guy was doing? He turned off at this time?

Chu Zhennan said angrily: "I am so lazy that I offended me. Don't think of being my grandson-in-law in the future!"

Chu Yanran blushed and said, "What are you talking about? I don't care about you if you believe it or not!"

Zhang Yang actually didn't sleep in. Early in the morning, he went to Lingjiu Mountain, southeast of Jing'an. Although many medicinal herbs can be found in traditional Chinese medicine stores, he still needs a medicine guide, Fengyun grass, which often grows on high cliffs and between clouds and mists. Although it is very ordinary, it is not sold in pharmacies, mainly because Fengyun herbs are not effective and are not easy to pick on cliffs.

Lingjiu Mountain is 2,300 meters above sea level. Zhang Yang has already gone up the mountain before dawn. The car can only drive to Yunyin Temple halfway up the mountain. The place Zhang Yang chose is Lingjiu Mountain Woyuan Peak. When he climbed up Woyuan Peak, he looked up and saw mountains shrouded in the mist. The peaks and mountains appeared in the clouds and mists, and the distant mountains continued, like a long dragon flying out of the sky. Looking up at the mountains overlapping, the peaks were piled up, like the rushing sea waves and the huge waves were empty.

Woyuan Peak is like a sharp sword inserted on Lingjiu Mountain. The jade pillar is erecting the sky, standing on the sky surface, white clouds and morning mist cover its beautiful face. Zhang Yang walked along the stone wall ravine and headed south. The stones on both sides of the ravine were all suspended on it. Looking up, it made people feel dizzy. When the morning breeze blows, the stones make a low sound, as if they will fall from the sky at any time. Looking up, there is only one line in the sky, the mountains are getting more and more dangerous, and the road is getting harder to walk. The mountain road ahead has reached its end. There is only a cliff with a right angle of nearly 90 degrees leading to the highest top of Woyuan Peak.

Zhang Yang regulated his breathing secretly. Since saving Wen Ling and using the golden needle to stimulate his body's strength, he has rarely used his internal energy. He usually focuses on breathing recovery. Now most of the wounded meridians have recovered. Looking up at this cliff, Zhang Yang's lips showed a faint smile. He climbed the crack of the rock and began to climb up the cliff. It took him about half an hour before he arrived at the middle section of the cliff lingering clouds. Zhang Yang saw the needed cloud-holding grass. The green grass looks inconspicuous and grows in the cracks of the rock. Some grasses are still blooming with small lilac flowers. The morning breeze blows, bringing a faint fragrance.

Zhang Yang used a medicine shovel to shovel the cloud-carrying grass with its roots. The leaves of the cloud-carrying grass were yellow. Its rhizomes were very long and there were small black balls on it. Zhang Yang put the cloud-carrying grass into the cloth bag he carried with him. Soon he packed the cloth. When he was about to return, he suddenly heard a rustling sound from the top of his head. Zhang Yang looked up and saw a colorful long snake swimming towards him from the cliff. It was already late autumn, and most snakes and insects had disappeared. How could a big snake suddenly appear? Zhang Yang didn't even bother to think about it, throwing the Chinese medicine shovel with all his strength towards the head of the long snake. His internal strength had recovered a lot. The medicine shovel was shot out like a crossbow, making a sharp metal roar through the air. The long snake was extremely agile and twisted the snake's body, dodging the medicine shovel, and then jumped off the cliff and flew down towards Zhang Yang's body.

If it is on the flat ground, it should be easy to deal with a big snake, but this is on the cliff. He must first ensure that he firmly clings to the cliff so as not to fall down. He can only free up one hand to deal with the long snake.

Zhang Yang's left hand was firmly grasped in the cracks of the rock, and his right hand saw the big snake's seven inches, grabbed it, locking it accurately. The bright red snake letter was spitting out, and it was only a slight short of licking Zhang Yang's face. The big snake was extremely smelly and almost closed its breath. He was on the cliff of ten thousand ren high. Zhang Yang did not dare to be careless at all. His right hand kept increasing force and tried to pinch the poisonous snake to death in his hand. The big snake raised its tail and whipped Zhang Yang's back like a whip. Zhang Yang could not avoid it, so he could only get hit by it. He only heard a muffled sound of "Peng!", which made Zhang Yang's eyes turn black, and his left hand loosened and slid down about a foot before he could pick the rock again. There was a cold sweat on the gap, and he didn't expect that the long snake was so powerful. If he did this again, he might be knocked down from the high cliff. Zhang Yang didn't wait for the long snake to launch a second attack, and raised his arm to throw the big snake hard towards the hard rock wall. After more than ten consecutive hits, the long snake gradually lost its strength, and the two-meter-long snake body drooped softly. Zhang Yang cursed and threw the snake body away. He breathed a sigh of relief in fear. The more he thought the long snake appeared, the stranger it became. Generally, snake insects attacked because outsiders invaded its territory. Could it be that the nearest of the cloud-carved grass was its active territory?

With Zhang Yang's past experience, strange flowers and plants often grow in the places guarding by snakes and insects. Because people are rarely visited, outsiders cannot discover it. As a doctor, Zhang Yang has a particularly keen feeling about it. Curiosity drives him to continue climbing up the cliff. The sun has completely risen. The bright sunshine shines on the cliffs with knife and axe. The light reflection is extremely dazzling. The clouds and mist begin to dissipate. After climbing up for more than ten meters, it is found that the cloud-carved grass is more lush than below. Among the slightly yellow grass, there is a green plant that is particularly eye-catching.

The gaze suddenly became extremely bright. From the shape of the plant leaves, he had already recognized that this was a cloud ginseng. If the geographical location was based on the Beiyuan area, even if there were ginseng in the Beiyuan area, the medicinal effect produced by its landform conditions was very little. However, this ginseng grew in the clouds and mist, guarded by snakes and insects, and bathed in the essence of the world, which was unique.

Zhang Yang lost the medicine shovel and could only use his hand knife to carefully dig around it. It took nearly an hour to dig the cloud ginseng out of the cracks of the rock. What Zhang Yang unexpectedly was that although the branches and leaves outside the cloud ginseng were very small, the roots were extremely large. They were held in the palm of their palm and were about one foot long. The cloud ginseng was as white as snow, and the appearance was like a vivid little man with clear eyebrows, eyes, beard and hair. Zhang Yang knew at a glance that this cloud ginseng was definitely the best among ginseng. Ordinary people can prolong their lifespan. For martial artists, the significance is even more extraordinary. If taken, it can strengthen muscles and bones, unblock the meridians, and accelerate the process of skill. Since Wen Ling treated her illness, Zhang Yang's meridians. The damage he suffered has not been fully recovered. With this cloud ginseng, his recovery process can be greatly shortened. Even if he restored his former skills in the Great Sui Dynasty, it is possible. However, after a brief joy, Zhang Yang immediately thought of another thing. This cloud ginseng is very precious and has a miraculous effect on repairing the human meridians. An Yuchen was born with a terrible meridian. If he left the cloud ginseng for her, wouldn’t it be possible to recover? Zhang Yang became happier the more he thought about it. He was careful to collect the cloud ginseng and looked around on the cliff, hoping to make other discoveries. However, he also understood that precious treasures like this are hard to come by. He did not embark on the cliff until he was sure that there was no cloud ginseng growing on the cliff.

It took a lot of time to go, and when he arrived at the Military Region General Hospital it was already 11:00 am. Not to mention Chu Zhennan, even Chu Yanran was anxious. As soon as Zhang Yang entered the door, she met her and couldn't help but complain: "Why are you here now? I'll call your phone countless times, and you'll turn off your phone."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Go and pick some herbs, so it's delayed!" He put down the cloth bag containing the herbs and took out the needle box.

Chu Yanran then realized that his hands were covered with scratches. Fang couldn't help but tremble in her heart and said softly: "Where have you gone?"

Zhang Yang smiled and did not answer. Chu Yanran turned around and went out. Soon after, she brought the iodine vane and the cotton swab, took Zhang Yang's hand and wiped him.

When Chu Zhennan looked at the couple caring for each other, he seemed to be unable to remember the old man, so he simply closed his eyes. He was clean of his eyes. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. The matters of the younger generation, he could not control himself.

Chu Yanran felt a sense of guilt when she saw the clear tooth mark on the back of Zhang Yang's hand and said softly: "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled and said, "Happy! I miss you to bite me again!" The voice was very small and they could only hear it.

"Abnormal!" Chu Yanran cursed, but two red clouds appeared on her face.

After dealing with the scars on your hand, Zhang Yang stood up and said, "Old leader, I may feel a little pain when I give you an injection. Can you bear it this time?"

Chu Zhennan opened his eyes and said, "As long as you can make me stand up as soon as possible, I can bear it even if I feel pain!"

Zhang Yang opened the needle box, took out the silver needle to disinfect it, and took a deep breath.

To deal with this kind of stroke in the middle meridian, the treatment method should be to wake up the brain and open the orifices, nourish the liver and kidneys, and unblock the meridians. The main ones are the Jueyin meridians in the hand, Du meridians and the Taiyin meridian point of the foot. Zhang Yang twisted the silver needle and stabbed them along the Neiguan, Shuigou, Sanyinjiao, Jiquan, Chize, and Weizhong in the south of Chuzhen. Because drinking alcohol induces stroke and liver yang is extremely hypertrophy, the Taichong is supplemented with Taichong, sting Zusanli and Qihai to improve the stagnation of qi and blood. Add cheek car and dicang to treat his skewed corners.

Improve upper limb arrhythmia, stabbing the shoulders and hair, three points of the hand three points, improve lower limb arrhythmia, add Huanzou, Yanglingquan, Yinlingquan, and Fengshi.

The needle is like wind, and the movement is like running clouds and flowing water. The method of pricking Neiguan is used to purify Neiguan; Neiguan is a pericardium meridian point, which can regulate the mind and mind. The method of squid pecking in the ditch can awaken the brain and open the orifices, regulating the spirit and guiding the qi, and unblocking the qi and blood. When pricking Sanyinjiao, it can tilt the needle along the inner edge of the tibia to the skin, so that the needle tip can prick the Sanyinjiao point, and use the method of lifting and inserting. Sanyinjiao is the intersection point of the foot, the three Yinmei meridians can nourish the liver and kidneys. When pricking Jiquan, select the acupoints 2 inches above the heart meridian at the original point, avoid armpit hair, and pierce the needle directly, and use the method of lifting and inserting and draining the meridians of the limbs.

Although Zhang Yang is known as Zhang Yiting, not any disease can be cured by one injection. This time, he used nearly 50 silver needles for Chu Zhennan. His internal strength is not as good as before. In addition, he consumed a lot of physical strength to collect herbs this morning. After the acupuncture, his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

Chu Zhennan deserves to be a tough guy who has been rushing through bullets. No matter how painful the needle is, he insists on not saying a word. When Zhang Yang used the lifting and thrusting method to pierce the silver needle into his numb limbs, he felt a slight tingling feeling, which made Chu Zhennan feel extremely surprised. Being able to recover his perception proves that Zhang Yang's acupuncture is effective. He has personally experienced the miracles brought to him by Zhang Yang and has strong confidence in this young man.

After Zhang Yang's last injection, he was extremely tired. He breathed a sigh of relief, got up and sat down on the sofa. Chu Yanran saw that his head was covered in sweat, so she hurriedly wet the towel with hot water and wiped the sweat off his face.

Chu Zhennan was wearing only a big shorts and covered in silver needles. She sat on the bed like a hedgehog and looked at them blankly. A sense of loss arose in her heart. I am the patient, why no one cares about me? I secretly sighed that if a woman is too old, my granddaughter's heart is obviously tied to this boy, but Chu Zhennan's sense of loss soon passed. After all, he felt good about Zhang Yang. Putting aside Zhang Yang's background and work, this boy is a handsome talent.
Chapter completed!