Professor Wu Qinglian took the initiative to open the small cloth bag he carried with him. There were more than ten silver needles neatly arranged inside, with different sizes and shapes.
"Here, pick one."
Although he also had some doubts about Shen Yao's medical skills, after knowing that Shen Yao studied Chinese medicine, his attitude was extremely kind, and he showed the kind of love that an elder would have for a younger person.
"Thank you very much, Professor Wu."
Shen Yao's fingertips passed through each silver needle, and when he picked it up, one of the slender silver needles flew out and was caught between his fingers.
He turned to look at Professor Guo Yunshen, walked over, and said calmly: "Professor Guo, I wonder if you are willing to try it yourself? If I push this silver needle, your arm will not move. I don't know if you believe it or not. ?”
"It's absolutely ridiculous. A silver needle is like limiting the control of nerves on the human body. How is it possible? Do you think it is the magical acupoint technique in martial arts novels? Come on, today I, an old man, will accompany you, a young Chinese medicine student, to try it. If you can really do it, why don't you apologize personally?"
Professor Guo Yunshen's heart is far less clear and open than on the surface. Instead, he is like a serious and rigid old scholar who only believes in what he sees.
"Then I'll trouble Professor Guo."
Shen Yao cupped his hand and used a lighter to directly burn the tip of the silver needle.
The moment the lighter went out, with a flick of his finger, the silver needle flew out and pierced the crook of his right arm, with the slender needle submerged by a third.
"Professor Guo, please try now to see if you can move the fingers on your right hand."
Shen Yao said calmly.
"Mysterious."
Guo Yunshen snorted coldly and moved his fingers.
But a scene that horrified him appeared. His fingers couldn't move. He could clearly feel the presence of his fingers, but for some reason, it felt like he had completely lost control.
"How...this...is possible?"
Professor Guo Yunshen stared at the silver needle in the crook of his arm in shock and disbelief.
"It's really amazing! It's amazing! A silver needle sealed the flow of Qi and blood in Lao Guo. Using Western medicine to explain, the signals of human body activities require the release of signals from nerve synapses. These all consume energy, but they are A silver needle sealed it, causing signal transmission to be blocked and Lao Guo's fingers unable to move at all."
"You can see the big from the small. Just with the ability to poke acupoints with needles, he has far surpassed me. I'm afraid he also has very high attainments in medical skills."
"Little friend Shen, I'm sorry, I also looked down upon you a little before."
Wu Qinglian praised Shen Yao without hesitation, and his name for Shen Yao completely changed.
Professor Guo Yunshen stretched out his left hand and pulled out the silver needle. Only then did he feel that he could control his fingers a little, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
He looked at Shen Yao with a complex expression, took a deep breath, bowed and said with a flushed face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I shouldn't judge your medical skills based on your age, but my views on traditional Chinese medicine, I still reserve my opinion."
"You don't have to be like this. If it were me, I would question a young man's medical skills. After all, Chinese medicine is more difficult to learn, and it is even more difficult to master it and master it."
Shen Yao immediately stepped forward and quickly helped Professor Guo Yunshen up.
How could he let an old man bow to him?
Although the old man had always questioned him and made rude remarks before, he was not a narrow-minded person. He would be in Shencheng for a long time in the future, and naturally he did not want to offend anyone to death.
"Mr. Leng, how about we start now! You drink a dose of medicine first, and then I give you acupuncture, how about you take care of it?"
He turned to Mr. Leng to avoid Professor Guo Yunshen's embarrassment.
"Okay, I'll go get ready. Xiaoyang, please greet Xiaoyou Shen and the three old men."
Mr. Leng turned around and left politely.
After Mr. Leng walked out, Professor Wu Qinglian kept asking Shen Yao various questions about traditional Chinese medicine, even some extremely uncommon knowledge, but Shen Yao answered all questions fluently.
Even on many issues, including drug dialectics, Professor Wu Qinglian is not as proficient as Shen Yao.
This also shocked him deeply, and his attitude towards Shen Yao was completely different, even with a bit of respect.
Even though Professor Guo Yunshen and President Luo Wenfu's research on traditional Chinese medicine was average, they could see how terrifying Shen Yao's knowledge was, and his medical skills were naturally extremely high.
"Mr. Shen, I'm really sorry just now. I didn't want the two professors to quarrel, so I transferred the conflict to you. I hope you can bear with me."
Luo Wenfu also stood up and apologized to Shen Yao.
He now feels extremely regretful. If he had known this, he should not have used that method. In the final analysis, he underestimated Shen Yao.
"President Luo, you are too polite..."
Shen Yao also responded humbly.
The four of them talked for a long time, and then Mr. Leng walked in wearing a white vest.
"My little friend, do you want to find a quiet room?"
Leng Lao looked at Shen Yao and asked.
"No need to do that, this will do, but you will need a lot of silver needles. I wonder if Mr. Leng is ready?"
Shen Yao waved his hand and said.
"It's ready, Xiaoyang, bring those things over."
Leng Lao turned to look at Leng Yang and said.
After Leng Yang took out the alcohol, silver needles and other things, Shen Yao began to treat him. The silver needles penetrated various acupuncture points on Leng Lao's body very quickly.
Seeing this, Professor Wu Qinglian was frightened and greatly shocked.
The acupuncture points were so accurate that there was no deviation. He even couldn't tell what the acupuncture points in some places had any effect on.
About half an hour later, when Shen Yao twisted the silver needle, steam came out of Leng Lao's body, and it looked like it was surrounded by white mist. The three of them were stunned by this magical method.
"Okay, that's it for this treatment. But you still have to take those medicines. The daily dose is reduced by half. I come here for treatment every seven days. I think it will be enough in two to three months."
Shen Yao put away the silver needle very quickly, looked at Lao Leng and said.
"I feel much more comfortable and relaxed now. I am not as dull and dull as before... My dear, thank you very much. If you have any trouble in the future, please be sure to call me."
Leng Lao said seriously and sincerely.
"No problem, I'm a thick-skinned person and I won't be polite."
Shen Yao laughed and eased the atmosphere.
Shen Yao originally planned to leave, but at the request of Mr. Leng, he had lunch with the three old men before leaving.
This time, he gained a lot and met three old men in the pharmaceutical industry, which I believe will be of great help to him in the future.
At the dinner table, Professor Guo Yunshen and Professor Wu Qinglian quarreled again. They both wooed Shen Yao and wanted to let Shen Yao enter their hospital. As for the medical qualification certificate, they both patted their chests and assured that Shen Yao would not be needed at all. Worry.
However, Shen Yao refused.
This return to Shanghai was not for a peaceful life, but to investigate the truth.
After returning to the villa, seeing that Mu Qingmei was not there, he asked Mu Qingyao who was watching TV in the living room: "Where is your sister? Why is she missing?"
"Someone called me just now and asked my sister to go to the Dynasty Hotel to discuss business... It seems that there was something wrong with a batch of medicinal materials from Qingmu Pharmaceutical. That person even threatened my sister! It seemed like he was called Mr. Hou or something like that... Anyway, it was very... Weird name..."
"That person must be a bad guy, he made my sister angry."
Mu Qingyao looked angry, as if he was fighting for his sister.