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Chapter 2 The Nine Needles of Mysterious Gate

Baicao Street.

This is the largest wholesale market for medicinal materials in Beizhou City. Almost all of the streets are selling various Chinese medicinal materials.

Xu Yuan only visited two stores and easily purchased the medicinal materials he needed, and he only spent a total of one hundred and thirty yuan.

Getting ready to go back.

Xu Yuan happened to pass by a roadside stall and glanced at it inadvertently, when his eyes touched a dry bamboo root on the edge of the stall.

He clearly felt his left eyelid twitch.

"My divine eye... seems to be sensitive to that thing?"

Xu Yuan immediately became interested.

He walked over pretendingly.

The stall owner, who was taking a nap on the recliner, saw someone coming and immediately got up excitedly.

When I found out that it was just a student boy wearing ordinary clothes, my interest suddenly dropped.

But he still said, "Little brother, what medicinal materials do you want to buy? Just take a look.

The medicinal materials I have here are all mined from the mountains myself, they are absolutely pure wild!"

Xu Yuan nodded, pointed to a dark mushroom next to him and said, "How do you sell this black cloud mushroom?"

"Oh, my little brother knows his stuff.

This Black Cloud Mushroom of mine was picked from a cliff and contains the essence of the sun and the moon.

Since you want it, let me sell it to you cheaper, the fixed price is five hundred!"

The stall owner smiled and said.

"Fifty!"

Xu Yuandao.

"make a deal!"

The stall owner replied crisply.

Xu Yuan was a little stunned. Did I open too high?

Seeing the stall owner smiling, Xu Yuan felt helpless in his heart.

He picked up the half of the dry bamboo root next to him and said, "Here, there is also half of the Luohan bamboo root. Let me get it along the way. Take it home and soak it in water with the black mushroom to clear away the heat and relieve the heat!"

The stall owner hesitated.

But for a moment, he still stretched out his hand.

"It won't happen next time!"

Xu Yuan calmly took out fifty yuan and handed it over, picked up the medicinal materials and ran away.

He's sure.

There are definitely good things in the Arhat bamboo root.

Just when he picked it up and touched it, he clearly felt a warmth coming from it.

But now there are so many people on Baicao Street that it is not suitable to open.

"Go back first!"

Xu Yuan hurriedly walked out.

As soon as I reached the street, I suddenly heard a middle-aged woman yelling next to me.

"My child, who can help me save my child..."

The crowd became commotion and gathered in that direction.

Xu Yuan was close and could see clearly.

The woman came to buy medicine with her baby in her arms. The baby was about two or three years old and had fallen into a coma. Its face was sallow and its limbs were thin.

The woman pinched the baby among the crowd, but the baby's body was limp, like a deflated rubber ball, and it didn't respond no matter how she shouted.

When Xu Yuan's eyes fell on the child, an invisible brilliance passed through his eyes.

He instantly understood the cause of the child's illness and also had a treatment method.

Recalling his sad experience of seeking medical treatment for his father, Xu Yuan felt soft and wanted to go over and help.

At this time.

Outside the crowd.

An old man with gray hair squeezed in.

The people who were watching dispersed and made way for them.

"It turns out to be Mr. Chen Qingsong from Jishi Hall!"

"This child is so lucky that he actually encountered Mr. Chen from Jishi Hall. He must have been cured by the medicine!"

"That's not true. Mr. Chen has been practicing medicine all his life, and he has used the thirteen Qingmen needles in his hands for countless people, and he has never failed to do so!"

Listen to the discussion.

The mother holding the child, named Hu Xinhe, also hurriedly kowtowed to Mr. Chen Qingsong.

"Mr. Chen, I beg you, please save my child. I have taken him to several hospitals, but I can't find the cause and can't cure him.

I really have no choice. I heard that there is a medical center on Baicao Street where I buy medicinal materials, so I wanted to bring my child here to try my luck, but as soon as I came here, the child became ill..."

Chen Qingsong didn't say anything, but slowly knelt down, grabbed the child's wrist, and felt it carefully.

moment.

Chen Qingsong took out the silver needle from the medicine box he carried with him.

"I said it beforehand.

Your child is not sick, but a parasite caused by eating unclean food. At the same time, this parasite can also release a weak neurotoxin that poisons the body.

If it had been two days earlier, I might have been able to force the parasite out.

But now that the toxin has entered the brain, my injection can only prevent the parasite from entering the brain and eating away at the flesh, but it cannot force it out.

After three days, when the toxins in the child's body accumulate too much, the only option is to wait for death..."

Chen Qingsong finished speaking.

Hu Xinhe burst into tears immediately, looking painful and struggling.

"My life, even Mr. Chen can only extend his life for three days, who can cure him?"

Some people around sighed.

Soon, Hu Xinhe said to Chen Qingsong, "Mr. Chen, please take action!"

Chen Qingsong nodded slightly.

With a flip of his wrist, he picked up three silver needles.

The moment he was about to stab the child between the eyebrows.

Xu Yuan took a step forward and blocked Chen Qingsong.

"This needle cannot be inserted like this..."

"who are you?"

Chen Qingsong frowned.

Hu Xinhe also looked at Xu Yuan, originally thinking that he was a savior, but when she saw Xu Yuan's young appearance, she immediately knew that he was here to cause trouble.

"Go away, you have nothing to do here. Mr. Chen is giving acupuncture to save people. When will it be your turn to point fingers?"

Not only Hu Xinhe, but also the people watching around him were pointing and pointing.

Xu Yuan smiled bitterly. He didn't want to take care of it at first, but he was innocent. He had just inherited the medical skills of his ancestors, and now he encountered it again. Being able to save one person was also a meritorious deed.

He looked at Chen Qingsong, "The Thirteen Qingmen needles can only temporarily seal a few major blood vessels and meridians leading to the brain, but cannot get rid of parasites.

But if you use the Nine Xuanmen Needles, you can force out the parasite in one fell swoop!"

"Hehe, what kind of wild boy did you come from? You actually talked nonsense in front of Mr. Chen, and even asked for the Nine Needles of Xuanmen. Why don't you do it like a goddess?"

"That's right, are you crazy about reading martial arts novels? Who does he think he is? When will it be his turn to teach Mr. Chen a lesson?"

"Oh, the world has become so bad because there are so many people who don't understand anything but want to interfere..."



Hu Xinhe was also furious. She stood up and grabbed Xu Yuan's collar, "Let me tell you, if you dare to delay Mr. Chen from treating my son again, I will fight you to the death!"

Xu Yuan shook his head helplessly. Anyway, he had already said this. If the other party didn't believe it, there was nothing he could do.

He turned and left.

But Chen Qingsong shouted, "Young man, do you know the Nine Needles of Xuanmen?"

Xu Yuanyuan didn't look back either, his steps were brisk.

"Not only do I know it, I can use it.

In addition, your Qingmen Thirteen Needles, the gesture you just started the needle, is the third posture, which is called kite turning over.

But it's a pity that you are old and your wrists are not strong enough. This style has only its form but no spirit. At most, it can be called a sparrow turning over!"

The voice fell.

Chen Qingsong's old face is extremely ugly.

Not anger.

But shame!

He knew his own situation all too well.

Qingmen Thirteen Needles requires a lot of wrist strength, and he really didn't do it well just now.

It is unusual for a person to be able to see his own flaws with just a glance.

He quickly looked at Hu Xinhe.

"If you want to save your son, you must be the young man just now.

He is right, only the nine Xuanmen needles can cure it!"


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