"Master, what's so special about Jinyang Nine Needles?"
A disciple of the Baicao Sect was very curious. In his opinion, apart from the material, gold needles were almost the same as ordinary silver needles.
"It's not surprising that you don't know it. I think there are very few people in the traditional Chinese medicine community who know about this needle!"
Yao Buqun said excitedly: "This needle is a relic of Dong Feng of the Eastern Han Dynasty. He is an immortal doctor whose medical skills are comparable to those of Zhang Zhongjing and Hua Tuo!"
"Dong Feng?"
Most people present didn't know this, but Ye Chen was a little surprised. He didn't expect the old man to recognize the golden needle!
Although Sun Changsheng recognized his acupuncture method last time, he failed to recognize the origin of the golden needle. As Yao Buqun said, there are very few people in the traditional Chinese medicine community who can truly tell the origin of the golden needle.
"Okay, I'll bet with you!"
Yao Buqun laughed, he felt that he had made a profit...
"Madam, what do you think?"
Ye Chen turned to look at Gong Xuehua. After all, the patient was her elder and she needed her consent.
Gong Xuehua took a deep look at Ye Chen. For some reason, this man gave her an inexplicable sense of trust, so she nodded in agreement!
Upon seeing this, Ge Jinshan said in a deep voice: "Ye Chen, as long as you can cure Xuehua's mother's disease, not only will I not kill you, but I will also reward you!"
"Then let me thank the island owner first!" Ye Chen smiled.
"Don't be too busy thanking me! If you are not cured, you will die miserably. Do you understand?" Ge Jinshan said.
Ye Chen didn't say anything. Wang Dabiao on the side was beating in his heart and whispered:
"Brother Chen, why don't you untie the acupuncture points for me first?"
"Don't worry, if I'm not cured, wouldn't it be nice for you to be my companion?" Ye Chen said with a teasing smile.
"But I, I don't want to go to hell!"
Wang Dabiao was about to cry. He thought he would feel relieved after the wolf clan was solved, but he didn't expect that things would go wrong one after another. Will he be allowed to live?
"Someone, take Ye Chen to the backyard!"
After Gong Xuehua finished speaking, she stood up and left the hall together with Ge Jinshan.
"Young man, I'm afraid your golden needle will soon change hands!" Yue Buqun smiled proudly.
Ye Chen said nothing and prepared to follow the Miyin Island disciples to the backyard. Shangguan Ying also wanted to go but was stopped.
"No one is allowed to enter the backyard!" The disciple said coldly.
"you......"
"Sister, just wait, I'll be out soon!" Ye Chen comforted.
"Well, be careful!" Shangguan Ying bit her lips and nodded.
When he arrived at the backyard, Ye Chen discovered that this was a courtyard manor. It was quite large, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. There was also an octagonal pavilion built in the middle of the courtyard, which was great for enjoying the shade in summer!
"Ye Chen, my mother is in the east wing!"
Nangong Xue pointed to a house not far away and said frankly: "If you are cured, the island owner and I will reward you. If you are not cured, don't blame me!"
"Does the old woman usually have any symptoms?" Ye Chen asked.
"My legs just hurt!"
"Uh... I'd better go in and take a look! Island owner, madam, why don't you go together?"
Ye Chen didn't believe it. An old Chinese medicine doctor like Yao Buqun could cure a mere pain in his leg in minutes!
"I won't go in. Madam, why don't you go?" Ge Jinshan looked a little embarrassed.
"..."
Gong Xuehua sighed softly. Ever since she married Ge Jinshan, even her biological daughter, the old lady, didn't want to see her!
Seeing that the expressions of the two of them were different, Ye Chen had already guessed something...
"Then I'll go first!"
Ye Chen walked to the old lady's door alone, knocked on the door, and then pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as he entered the door, Ye Chen smelled the scent of sandalwood, and then he saw an old woman wearing a yellow robe with silver hair, her back to him, kneeling in front of a portrait of Guanyin, and she was still reciting softly.
Buddhist scriptures.
Ye Chen did not disturb her, but stood silently waiting.
After about ten minutes, the old woman stopped chanting and stood up from the futon.
"Young man, have you been standing for a long time?"
The old woman turned around, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and looked at Ye Chen with a kind face and a smile...
"Old man, I'm here to see you. I heard that your legs hurt?" Ye Chen didn't want to waste time and asked straight to the point.
"Well, even after taking a lot of medicine, it doesn't feel better!" The old woman smiled bitterly.
"Let me show you!"
"Can!"
The old woman was quite easy-going. After speaking, she took the initiative to walk to the table and put her wrist on the table in a familiar manner.
Ye Chen was stunned when he saw this, then he sat opposite the old woman and took her pulse.
After finishing his pulse, Ye Chen asked the old woman a few more questions, and soon he had the answer in his mind. The typical "White Tiger Calendar Festival" is commonly known as gout!
But the more this happened, the weirder Ye Chen felt!
It's just gout. There's no reason why a Qihuang master like Yao Buqun, who knows the 'Jinyang Nine Needles', can't cure it!
"It's so strange. Can't you be cured even if you don't have some medicine?" Ye Chen couldn't help but frown and asked.
The old woman didn't speak, just nodded.
Seeing this, Ye Chen thought for a moment and said, "Old man, let me prescribe you some medicine first! By the way, do you mind if I hang around your room?"
"Don't mind, no one has come to chat with me for a long time!" the old woman smiled kindly.
long time?
Ye Chen was startled and then suddenly realized!
As a parent, who would want their daughter to marry an older man as her husband?
When the old woman got a pen and paper, Ye Chen quickly wrote a prescription on the paper.
"Young man, I see that your writing is vigorous and powerful, and your pen moves like a dragon. You must have come from a famous family, right?"
"But why did you come to a place like Miyin Island?" The old woman couldn't help but sigh after seeing the words written by Ye Chen.
"Is it well written?"
Ye Chen scratched his head. The old man used to say that his handwriting looked like a dog's scratching.
After writing the prescription, Ye Chen personally delivered the prescription.
"Ye Chen, how is my mother's illness?" A trace of anxiety appeared on Gong Xuehua's charming face.
"The old lady's illness is a bit troublesome, maybe it's not an illness at all!" Ye Chen said.
"Not a disease?"
When Ge Jinshan heard this, he immediately frowned and said in a deep voice: "Ye Chen, what do you mean?"
"I can't say yet, but I will definitely find out the reason!"
"I hope you will keep your word, otherwise neither you nor that woman will survive tonight!" Ge Jinshan said coldly.
Ye Chen didn't say anything, but turned around and returned to the old woman's room...
The prescription was quickly delivered to Yao Buqun, who made him the master of Baicao Sect!
"12 grams of Cortex Phellodendron, 9 grams of Millet Spatholobus, 15 grams of Eucommia ulmoides, 10 grams of Acanthopanax bark... This guy's prescription is exactly the same as mine, how could he possibly cure the old lady!"
After Yao Buqun read the prescription, a proud smile appeared on his face, Jin Yang Nine Needles would be his!
"Sect Master, should we take medicine according to this?" asked the Baicao Sect disciple.
"Nonsense, hurry up and grab the medicine, fry it and bring it over!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Ye Chen, you will definitely lose this time!"
Yao Buqun stroked the white beard on his chest, looking like he had a chance to win...