Long Lixin was also somewhat surprised when he heard An Zhenhuan's confident answer.
"So sure?"
Long Lixin asked with his eyes narrowed.
"Of course, this is not a serious disease. I still answered conservatively for one minute."
When An Jung-hwan spoke, he began to take out the silver needles from the acupuncture box.
"Then tell me, what kind of disease do I have?"
Long Lixin asked with interest.
"Old Long, are you nauseating and retching when you wake up in the morning, your arms and legs are heavy, and you are exhausted?"
Ahn Jung-hwan asked back.
"right!"
After hearing this, Long Lixin looked at An Zhenhuan with more anticipation.
"There are also dry mouth, unformed stools, fatigue, and laziness!"
"And recently, although my appetite is very bad, my weight has grown very fast, right?"
Ahn Jung-hwan asked again.
"Yes, yes, that's true."
Long Lixin couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, "What's going on in my situation?"
"Actually, traditional Chinese medicine believes that all diseases are caused by phlegm, and strange diseases have more phlegm. Therefore, resolving phlegm can help prevent and treat many diseases."
"You are a typical symptom of water, dampness, phlegm and fluid."
"Water, damp, phlegm and fluid are pathological products of water metabolism disorders. Therefore, all pathogenic factors that affect body fluid metabolism and dysfunction of the internal organs closely related to body fluid metabolism may lead to the formation of water, damp, phlegm and fluid."
"And your current symptoms have seriously affected your spleen, stomach and lung function. As for other doctors, they only see the surface and do not fundamentally treat it, so your body has not improved."
After An Zhenhuan made his judgment, Long Lixin felt it made sense and nodded repeatedly.
The poplar beside him kept shaking his head.
"What? You little doctor, have different opinions on what I said?"
An Zhenhuan narrowed her eyes and looked at Poplar Eucalyptus.
"It's a bit of a nonsense."
Hu Yang put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows, "If you treat him like this, you are not saving Old Long, but harming him and indirectly murdering him!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Long Shijie seemed particularly angry.
But just as he was about to have an attack, An Jung-hwan generously stopped him.
He showed the hypocritical smile that South Korea was used to, "There is nothing to be angry about, it's very similar to Chinese traditional Chinese medicine! It's self-righteous and self-paralyzing."
"It just so happens that I will take this opportunity to make your Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors completely shut up."
After the words came to an end, An Zhenhuan asked Long Lixin to take off his shirt, and then he squirted into the Tiantu point, Dazhui point, Danzhong point, and Sanyinjiao.
After applying the needle, An Jung-hwan began to twist the silver needle in a very good manner.
While he twisted, he looked at Long Lixin confidently, "Old Long, how do you feel now?"
“Comfortable, unprecedented.”
When Long Lixin heard Long Lixin's answer, both Long Shijie and Ahn Jung-hwan showed a proud smile.
At this time, Zhou Heibai and Xiao Jianfeng were both feeling a little unsure, and they didn't expect things to turn out like this.
Just as Ahn Jung-hwan looked at Poplar with a show of flaunting, puff...
Long Lixin, who had just finished speaking, vomited blood.
He was originally as stable as Mount Tai sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, and his whole body was twitching uncontrollably.
His facial muscles also twitched, followed by his ferocious look.
"Doctor An, what's going on...what's going on? What's wrong with my dad?"
After seeing this, Long Shijie was completely panicked, looked at An Zhenhuan with an anxious face and asked loudly.
Ahn Jung-hwan was also stunned by this sudden scene.
"This...how is this possible? How could this happen? It was still fine before!"
An Zhenhuan hugged her head with her hands, her face full of disbelief, and kept rubbing her hair with her hands, "Mr. Long, don't be anxious first, I... I'll find a way, I'll find a way, there will definitely be a way..."
Although An Zhenhuan said that, he was already in a state of silence. Not to mention thinking about countermeasures, he could not even calm down.
Just as An Zhenhuan repeated his remarks, Long Lixin's face was as pale as paper and his breathing became very difficult. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe, and his eyes began to roll.
Because Long Lixin's special identity was seen, his guards stepped forward one after another to surround Ahn Jung-hwan.
But at this moment, Huyang shouted excitedly, "Get out of the way, let go, Old Long needs sufficient oxygen now, what are you doing together?"
Speaking of this, Hu Yang looked at Long Shijie again, "You, go there, don't block me from treating Mr. Long."
Hu Yang said in a commanding tone, giving Long Shijie no face at all.
"Can you save my father?"
The panicked Long Shijie seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.
"What can't be cured if a minor illness?"
An Zhenhuan, who was originally helpless, nodded when he heard Hu Yang's words, "Mr. Long, since he can cure it, let him cure it as soon as possible!"
An Zhenhuan did not expect Populus to cure Long Lixin's disease. He just wanted Populus to take action to relieve his responsibilities.
As long as Hu Yang takes action after him, he can put all the blame on this kid.
Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is really stupid. It’s time to be so thought of showing off.
Old Long is like this, how could he still save him!
When Long Shijie heard Ahn Jung-hwan's words, he nodded, "If you want to cure, come over quickly! Why are you still standing there?"
"You get out of the way and don't block me. Next, just watch quietly."
Although Long Shijie was very unhappy with Hu Yang's tone of speaking to him, he could only do it now.
When Long Shijie asked him to the side, Hu Yang looked at An Zhenhuan, "Pull out your needle quickly."
An Jung-hwan pulled out all four silver needles without any hesitation.
When Xiao Jianfeng saw that Hu Guang was still standing there, he was confused and had no idea what he was selling in the Hu Guang Hu Guang gourd.
But in the next second, Poplar Hu, who was at least five meters away from Long Lixin, shook his wrist and a silver needle in his hand fell accurately on Long Lixin's Renzhong acupoint.
If you insert half a centimeter into the needle, no more or less.
Long Lixin, who was originally trembling all over, calmed down instantly.
Just as everyone was stunned, Hu Yang was still standing there, but his wrists trembled one after another, and five silver needles fell into five acupoints in a slight slightest.
"This... is this to control the needle with Qi?"
Xiao Jianfeng, who was originally puzzled, shouted excitedly after witnessing the whole process with his own eyes.
"That's right, it's definitely not wrong! It's just using Qi to control the needle! The unique skills that have been lost for many years! I didn't expect that Mr. Hu actually mastered it with perfection."
When An Zhenhuan heard Xiao Jianfeng's exclamation, she was completely stunned by her own refusal to shirk responsibility.
"Use Qi to control the needle? This... How is this possible? This has been lost long ago. In today's world, no one can do it. Did you use any tricks..."
Hearing An Zhenhuan's suspicion and slander, Hu Yang looked at him coldly, "Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is profound, how can you South Korea master it?"
"It's just a qi control needle. This is just a basic skill for me to learn medical skills. Look, you are really a frog in the well who has never seen the world."
"You...you dare to call me a frog in the well?"
An Jung-hwan was also furious, "I really don't know what you are so arrogant. Even if you can use Qi to control needles, so what? Have you cured Mr. Long's illness? Why has Mr. Long not woke up yet
Woolen cloth?"
Cough cough cough...
Just as An Jung-hwan was rightful and attacked, a cough sounded.
Following closely behind, Long Lixin slowly opened his eyes.
He gently stroked his chest with his hand, slowed down for a few seconds, and let out a breath of turbid air, "It's comfortable, now it's completely comfortable..."
An Zhenhuan looked at Long Lixin who was awakened in front of her in a daze, and went forward to take her pulse incredibly.
Judging from the pulse, it was indeed cured and there was no physical problem.
"This...how is this possible?"
An Jung-hwan's expression was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
Hu Yang put his hands in his pockets and slowly came to Long Lixin, removing all the silver needles from him.
Poplar, who had put away the silver needle, looked directly at Ahn Jung-hwan, "What's impossible to cure such a simple disease?"
"As a representative of the outstanding doctors in South Korea, you can't even cure this most basic disease, and you have the attitude to go abroad to show off your ugly face?"
"I really don't understand. Where did you get the confidence that you look down on our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine? Do you have promoted traditional Chinese medicine? At your level, it would be great if you don't make the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine worse."
Poplar's eyes widened, "In our opinion, you are just learning toddlers in South Korea. You have not learned the true essence of ours. Instead, you have lost your own fine traditions. It is sad! Ridiculous!"
"Our own fine tradition?" An Zhenhuan looked at Poplar in confusion.
"Don't you like to bow your head? Why don't you bow your head in front of us?"
"You must remember that in front of China, you South Korea will always be just a younger brother!"
Long Lixin felt very satisfied when he heard Hu Yang's words, but he looked at Long Shijie in a daze, "Shijie, what's going on?"
"Dad, when Dr. An was treating him, your illness suddenly worsened. Mr. Hu saved you five meters away by using the superb technique of using Qi to control the needle."
"Before, we did blame Mr. Hu for mistakenly."
When Long Shijie spoke, he walked to Hu Yang and spoke in convincingly, "Mr. Hu, thank you for your life-saving grace to my father. Please forgive me for your previous events."
Hu Yang didn't take Long Shijie's thanks and apology to heart, but just waved his hand gently. He came to Long Lixin and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Old Long, you are obviously very serious.
Why did you take action again regardless of your life a few days ago?”
kindness?!
Long Lixin, who was reexamining Poplar, had a little more surprise after hearing these words, "How did you...you see?"
"You... are you a master of martial arts?"
Master of martial arts?
After hearing this, Huyang squinted unnaturally, please, can we not be so small in the pattern? Is it difficult to say that I am a practitioner?
Seeing Hu Yang silent, Long Lixin smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Hu, I lost my composure just now."
"I was confused for a moment because I was so excited. You are still so young, how could you be a master of martial arts!"
“…”
Poplar is even more speechless. Why is the pattern of the Dragon Older?