Sun Yahan didn't expect that the tall, thin, slightly dark-skinned young man in front of her was quite humorous, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This smile made Yang Chen stunned on the spot.
If Li Xiaoran is an iceberg beauty, Sun Yahan's smile is like a narcissus in full bloom, her red lips are slightly pursed, the breeze is blowing on her face, and her heart is clear, which is fascinating.
When Sun Yahan raised her head, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes quickly dodge, and they lowered their heads and kept patting Sun Siyuan's back.
"My little friend is really funny. I am a very knowledgeable Chinese doctor. The four techniques of looking, hearing, asking, and cutting may seem related but are different. Those who can master two or three of them can be called the masters of traditional Chinese medicine today. If they study these four thoroughly, they will be the miracle doctors."
The name is by no means a flattering title. The little friend didn't know the pulse, but with a pair of discerning eyes, he could tell that I was suffering from an old disease, and he was right. This "qi-gaining technique" is also one of the most popular in the world today.
It’s rare, let alone at such a young age, it’s even rarer!”
Sun Siyuan's master can also be regarded as a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China.
He has been practicing medicine for decades and prides himself on being a master of medicine.
But the ability to look at Qi cannot be put on the stage in front of Yang Chen.
Sun Siyuan was even more certain that the young man in front of him, who was dressed simply but could not hide his unusual temperament, was definitely not an ordinary person.
"I haven't asked my little friend's name yet."
Sun Siyuan raised his hands and cupped his fists, performing the traditional Chinese medicine ritual.
Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets. Seeing how cautious Sun Siyuan was, he quickly took out his hands and returned the gift.
This is the rule given to him by his master.
"Mr. Sun, just call me Yang Chen. I'm just a small villager now, and I don't have anything to be particular about."
Yang Chen smiled.
"I don't know who my little friend's master is..."
Sun Siyuan was extremely shocked in his heart. Looking at the entire Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community, there were only a few such young and promising inheritors of traditional Chinese medicine. He thought over and over again but could not find Yang Chen's details, so he hesitated for a moment and asked.
"My master said that he is just a country man who is used to being free and undisciplined and doesn't want to be disturbed."
Yang Chen didn't hide anything and told the truth.
"Natural, that's natural. An expert must have his own style."
Sun Siyuan did not ask further questions and nodded with satisfaction.
"Mr. Yang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, since you can tell that grandpa has a hidden disease through the art of reading, I wonder if it can be cured."
Sun Yahan's eyes were fixed on the handsome Yang Chen, and after a long time, she said something out of nowhere.
Sun Siyuan was also stunned, and also looked up at Yang Chen.
Although he is the master of Jisheng Hall and is somewhat famous in the world of Chinese medicine, his old disease is very difficult and can be regarded as a slow-moving disease that leads to death. Even he himself is helpless.
When they thought of this, Sun Siyuan and Sun Yahan's eyes dimmed slightly.
Too.
Even Sun Siyuan's master, the top Chinese medicine expert in the current Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, was powerless, let alone the young man in front of him.
"Okay, it's still early, I'll take the liberty to help Mr. Sun take a look, but I can't guarantee that I can cure it."
Yang Chen was not modest either. He took out his worn-out smartphone and checked that it was still early, then walked forward slowly.
"Um?"
Sun Siyuan's deep eyes lit up slightly, and he stretched out his arm: "My dear friend, feel free to take your pulse, just think of it as a competition of medical skills."
Sun Yahan's red lips parted slightly, and her breathing was a little rapid. She had a vague feeling that the Yang Chen in front of her looked carefree like a ruffian, and maybe he could really cure her grandfather's disease.
Yang Chen pulled the stool and sat down in a familiar manner, and held Sun Siyuan's wrist.
The only weak ray of true energy in the body entered Sun Siyuan's meridians along his fingers and began to swim.
Sun Siyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling indescribably comfortable.
The art of cutting the pulse is the best test of the medical skills of a medical practitioner. Even Sun Siyuan himself cannot do it to this extent: "What is the origin of this kid? At such a young age, he can do the art of looking at the qi and the art of cutting the pulse to this extent."
The level of the technique, especially the technique of cutting the pulse, is just right and can be said to be profound!"
Sun Yahan on the side was still holding a plastic bag in her hand.
All her attention was now focused on Yang Chen's hand, and she even forgot about the wild Polygonum multiflorum that shocked her just now.
In Jisheng Hall, the only silence left was the steady breathing of the three people.
"alright."
About three minutes later, Yang Chen let go of Sun Siyuan's arm and stood up, with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Yang, how is my grandfather's condition?"
Sun Yahan felt that her heart was almost in her throat, her big beautiful eyes flashed, and she asked nervously.
"My little friend, tell me what you have to say. I know my body well. If I don't get treatment, it will only last for half a year."
Sun Siyuan smiled lightly.
"I have been suffering from old illnesses for at least ten years, and the evil energy has entered the body and damaged my heart and lungs. When I was young, Mr. Sun must have been poisoned by poisonous clover. Although in recent years, he has been suppressed by precious medicinal materials such as ambergris, musk and polygonum multiflorum.
The guidance of some acupuncture techniques has relieved a lot. However, the poison penetrates deep into the lungs. If you want to cure it, you must peel off the cocoon and pull it out bit by bit."
Yang Chen said.
"My little friend is really amazing. You can actually know that I was poisoned by poisonous clover when I was young by taking my pulse!"
When Sun Siyuan heard this, a gleam of light burst out from his eyes, his breathing became a little rapid, and he almost lost his composure. He cupped his fists and said: "With this ability, I can write a letter of recommendation for you to directly make an exception and become a member of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
As a member, your future future is absolutely immeasurable.”
"There's no need to be busy, Mr. Sun. I'm not interested in any association. Treating diseases and saving people is the same everywhere, and you don't necessarily have to have a certain name." Yang Chen waved his hand, changed the subject, and said: "Besides, if I can't even deal with Mr. Sun's illness,
Even if it can’t be cured, why would you recommend me to some association? Wouldn’t I be embarrassing my master?”
"Mr. Yang, you said my grandfather's disease, can you cure it?"
Sun Yahan's beautiful eyes lit up instantly and she exclaimed in disbelief. Then she seemed to notice something and waved her hands quickly: "Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong. I'm just a little happy and surprised. We have visited many famous doctors in these years.
There is nothing you can do. If you want to cure it, you must use acupuncture, a long-lost art of azure. Could it be..."
Said.
Sun Yahan suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Chen.
Sun Siyuan also stared at Yang Chen in disbelief, feeling horrified in his heart.
"Yeah! I happened to learn a little bit about it."
Yang Chen nodded lightly, feeling a little suspicious of the reactions of Sun Yahan and his grandson.
What kind of azure technique, eight dragon-inducing needles, these acupuncture techniques were taught by his master since he was a child. Now Yang Chen can accurately find acupuncture points with his eyes closed. His technique is quite sophisticated, even surpassing that of his master.
.
"My little friend, what you said is true. Do you really know the long-lost Azure Technique?"
Sun Siyuan felt like he was suffocating.
He never dreamed that the young man in front of him could actually know the Azure Technique that he had searched all over China but could not find among the famous leaders.