Chapter 72 Master Chen, please accept me as your apprentice!
The woman listened to Chen Yuan's pretentious words and wanted to scold her, but Wang Long raised his hand to signal her to be quiet, then smiled at Chen Yuan with a kind face and said:
"Little brother, do you really know how to do the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate?"
"Of course!" Chen Yuan nodded and said confidently.
Wang Long smiled softly and said modestly:
"If you really know how to do it, then please give Mr. Zhao acupuncture diagnosis and treatment. The cause of his illness is..."
"I know that the cause is internal infection, and there are foreign objects attached to the internal organs! So we need to use Guimen Thirteen Needles to draw air to flush out the foreign objects and repair the internal organs!"
After Chen Yuan finished speaking, Wang Long was surprised at first, then looked at Chen Yuan and praised:
"My little brother is really capable, so please give me acupuncture to treat Mr. Zhao!"
After Wang Long finished speaking, the old man looked at Wang Long with some worry and said:
"Wang Long, the miracle doctor, can he do it?"
The woman also echoed worriedly:
"Yes, Senior Wang Long, for such a young boy, what if he is not good at his studies and harms my father!"
Wang Long smiled slightly and said:
"I believe him. We all know the symptoms he mentioned just now, and he has not been in contact with Mr. Zhao. I think he is capable! Why not let him try it!"
Seeing Wang Long saying this, Mr. Zhao and his daughter didn't say much, so they just gave it a try. Even if Chen Yuan missed, Wang Long would be here to protect him.
The woman's name was Zhao Ruotong. She looked at Chen Yuan and still snorted:
"Boy, if you can't be cured and harm your father, I will never let you go!"
Wang Long smiled politely at Chen Yuan and said:
"Little brother, I'm sorry to trouble you, please!"
Chen Yuan nodded towards Wang Long. He had a very good impression of Wang Long. As a master of Chinese medicine that everyone admired, Wang Long had no airs at all and was not as arrogant as others.
On the contrary, he was gentle and kind to others, which made Chen Yuan admire him even more.
Without wasting much time, Chen Yuan slowly walked up to the old man, raised his hand to feel the pulse, determined the location of the foreign object, and was about to start acupuncture.
Seeing this, Wang Long took out an acupuncture kit from his arms and handed it to Chen Yuan and said with a smile:
"Little brother, use my needle!"
"Thanks, but I have a needle myself!"
Chen Yuan declined with a smile, while Zhao Ruotong snorted disdainfully:
"You really treat yourself like an onion!"
Chen Yuan was too lazy to meet her, so he took out his box of silver needles from his clothes.
Then take out thirteen silver needles and insert them into thirteen acupoints including Lao Man Tang, Ghost Pillow, Ghost Heart, Ghost Leg, Ghost Letter, Ghost Ying, Ghost Zang and Ghost Chen.
The original Guimen Thirteen Acupuncture was used to treat the neurological symptoms of mania, but its other function is to open up the air points, guide the thirteen gases, rush into the internal organs, and peel off foreign matter.
Therefore, using Thirteen Needles of Guimen to treat this old man was a deviant treatment method. Wang Long could think of using Thirteen Needles of Guimen to treat him, which made Chen Yuan secretly admire him.
There are thirteen acupuncture points that must be recognized for diseases caused by Baixie and Dian Kuang. The body of the acupuncture needle will first be in the ghost palace, and the next acupuncture will be in the ghost palace.
After the thirteen silver needles were inserted into the body, Chen Yuan began to control the true energy in the body, followed the silver needles into Mr. Zhao's body, peeled off foreign matter, and repaired the internal organs.
At this time, Wang Long stared at Chen Yuan with a look of surprise!
What surprised him was not only the thirteen needles of Chen Yuanhui's Ghost Gate, but also the silver needles used by Chen Yuan, which he recognized at a glance!
"That's... Fangtang's needle! Could it be that this young man is the descendant of Fangtang?" Wang Long thought to himself.
Ten minutes later, Chen Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. The Thirteen Acupuncture Acupuncture of Ghost Gate was extremely energy-consuming. Fortunately, he practiced all afternoon yesterday, otherwise it would not be easy to perform this acupuncture technique.
Chen Yuan pulled out the silver needle, and Mr. Zhao suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Zhao Ruotong's face changed in fright, and he shouted angrily at Chen Yuan:
"What did you do to my father? Why did you vomit blood? If I had known, I shouldn't have believed you!"
"Lengmian, throw him into the moat to feed the fish!"
Zhao Ruotong gave the order, and the man in black immediately stepped forward to subdue Chen Yuan.
When Wang Long saw this, he quickly stopped him and said:
"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhao's illness has been cured by this brother!"
As soon as Wang Long said this, several people were immediately surprised. Naturally, they believed Wang Long's words even more.
After Mr. Zhao took two deep breaths, he immediately felt that the pain in his chest was gone. He nodded and smiled at Chen Yuan:
"Little brother, thank you!"
Zhao Ruotong also understood that he had underestimated and misunderstood Chen Yuan, and explained with an apologetic look:
"I'm sorry. I was too anxious to blame you just now. I apologize to you. May I ask what your name is?"
"My name is Chen Yuan!" Chen Yuan responded with a slight smile.
"You are the Chen Yuan who defeated Huang Laoxie and saved Gao Aotian! The doctor of Taojiacun!" Wang Long exclaimed.
Everyone, including Chen Yuan, looked puzzled when they saw Wang Long reacting so violently. Chen Yuan also secretly wondered, when did he become so famous? Even Wang Long knew about him.
Looking at Chen Yuan who nodded, Wang Long's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly:
"Is the silver needle you used just now from Fangtang?"
"Yes!"
As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, Wang Long knelt down in front of Chen Yuan with a plop. Everyone was shocked!
"Senior Wang Long, what are you doing! Get up quickly!"
Chen Yuan exclaimed while reaching out to help Wang Long stand up.
But Wang Long refused to get up. He looked at Chen Yuan and begged sincerely:
"Chen Yuan, no! Master Chen, please accept me as your disciple and teach me medical skills!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned. Mr. Zhao, his daughter, and the man named Leng Mian looked at Chen Yuan with surprise. Who is this young man? He actually asked Wang Long, the master of Chinese medicine, to kneel down and worship him!
"Senior Wang Long, this can't be done. Get up quickly!"
"Master Chen, if you don't accept me as your disciple, I won't get up!"
Chen Yuan asked doubtfully:
"Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
"Because you used Fangtang needles and your medical skills are so good, you must be the descendant of Fangtang!" Wang Long said excitedly.
"Then let me ask you, Fang Tang, what is his identity?"
Chen Yuan has always been curious about Fang Tang's identity and why he is so respected by the Chinese doctor Wang Long! Even if he is Fang Tang's successor, he wouldn't want to worship him as his teacher, right?
"Didn't Fang Tang tell you?"
Wang Long asked and continued:
"In our Dragon Kingdom, there is an organization called the Holy Medical Hall! Almost all the famous doctors in the country are trained from the Holy Medical Hall!"
"And the Holy Medical Church is a very mysterious organization. No one knows where it is, and Fangtang is the founder of the Holy Medical Church!"
"Twenty years ago, I was fortunate enough to be taught by Fang Tang. My medical skills have improved rapidly and I have achieved what I am today. Since you can use his silver needles, you must have obtained his true teachings!"
"Master Chen, please accept me as your apprentice and teach me medical skills!"
Wang Long's impassioned remarks shocked Chen Yuan. He did not expect that an old Chinese medicine doctor from his village would have such an identity.
He couldn't help but become curious about the organization Wang Long mentioned about the Holy Medical Hall.
Seeing Wang Long's sincere face and having a good impression of him, such a thirsty doctor is rare. After hesitating for a few seconds, Chen Yuan nodded and agreed: