The appearance of Xu Yan made everyone excited. In the medical world, Xu Yan was a god-like existence, and everyone wanted to join him.
"Shut up, everyone!"
Xu Yan didn't give anyone any face, he interrupted everyone and looked at Yun Yi expectantly.
Yun Yi smiled bitterly and said: "How can an old man of eighty or ninety years old be sick? His pulse is still as strong as a torrent, his breathing is even, and his breath is strong."
"But it's a fact that he has a headache."
"His headache is not caused by internal factors, but by external factors."
"What?"
Xu Yan fell silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about Yun Yi's words.
The other old doctors were dissatisfied.
"Boy, what are you talking about? The prince has had several headaches every day no matter where he is these past years. How could it be an external cause?"
"That is, this kind of stubborn disease can only be caused by internal causes."
"Shut up!"
Xu Yan shouted loudly again, and everyone fell silent.
Then Xu Yan said excitedly: "Yes, I made a diagnosis of no disease and actually thought it was caused by external factors. I just kept thinking about what caused the pain, but I couldn't find the right factor.
"
"Little guy, what do you think the external cause is?"
Yun Yi said: "I'm afraid you won't believe this. How about we go in again and I will explain it to you?"
"Okay, okay, please come in."
Yun Yi was invited in by Xu Yan, and the remaining old doctor's face turned red. Could he be worse than a boy?
Lu Yunhe also looked embarrassed. Was he too impulsive when he said that he wanted to fire Yun Yi?
Yun Yi and Xu Yan entered the room where the old man was again. At this time, the old man was sitting on the bed wearing black clothes. Seeing Yun Yi, he smiled and said: "I know your teacher Cheng Peng. To be honest, Cheng Peng's medical skills are average."
, but I didn’t expect that he would accept an outstanding student like you.”
"Old sir, you are overly complimentary."
Yun Yi said: "Old sir, may I know why you are called Prince?"
"Because my surname is Wang."
Yun Yi sweated, this was embarrassing.
The old man then laughed and said: "Did you see the knife on the wall? It was a weapon that I used to kill countless enemies. At that time, I was the number one sharp knife player in the sword team, and I could not count the number of enemies whose heads I had chopped off.
Already."
Yun Yi gave a thumbs up and said: "Old seniors like you, old man, are the role models for our generation!"
The old man continued: "This is nothing. Later, when I went to Heitu Mountain in the far north, I chopped down all kinds of cows, ghosts, gods and snakes."
Yun Yi asked: "When did the old man come to Heitu Mountain?"
"Let me think about it, it must have been thirty years."
"Then old man, please think about it again, did your headaches only appear after you left Heitu Mountain?"
"oh?"
The old man paused and said, "Yes, little guy, are you saying that my headache is related to my trip to Heitu Mountain?"
"Yes."
Yun Yi nodded, pointed to the big knife hanging on the wall, which had been polished brightly for decades, and said, "Old man, this knife has never left your side in the past thirty years, has it?"
"Of course, our sword team never leaves our swords, and I take them with me wherever we go."
Yun Yi said: "This knife has killed enemies, and Black Tu Mountain has been contaminated with evil spirits. But, old man, you have too much murderous energy. The two conflict with each other. This is what caused your headache."
this……
The old man and Xu Yan were both dumbfounded. One was an atheist who had killed countless enemies, and the other was a famous doctor with knowledge of both China and the West. But now Yun Yi was talking about evil spirits to them.
Isn't this nonsense?
Ah~~
Suddenly, the old man covered his head and shouted, "Doctor Xu, my illness has recurred again. Please give me acupuncture to relieve the pain."
Xu Yan hurriedly went to get the silver needle to acupuncture the old man, but Yun Yi found a pen and yellow paper, wrote down the corresponding evil-breaking charm, then took off the big knife on the wall and put it next to him.
Hanging in the scabbard.
"What are you doing?"
Butler Lin was shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop him, "You are so presumptuous. How can you touch the prince's sword?"
As he spoke, Butler Lin reached forward with his hands and struck Yun Yi with a double-dragon-out-to-sea stance.
"A master of internal energy?"
Yun Yi was not surprised. It was reasonable for an old man with such a status to be protected by an internal strength master.
Yun Yi made a mistake, and Butler Lin's fists missed. Yun Yi's body collided, knocking Butler Lin away.
Fortunately, Butler Lin is a master of internal energy, otherwise this collision would have knocked him away.
"Are you actually a master of internal strength?"
Butler Lin was shocked. He said with a tigerish face: "You hide your identity and approach our prince, are you trying to harm our prince?" As he said this, Butler Lin came forward again.
At this time, Yun Yi had already attached the evil-breaking talisman between the scabbard and the handle of the broadsword.
"stop!"
The old man who was in great pain suddenly stood up and said, "Lin Bao, stop it. My head suddenly doesn't hurt anymore."
"What?"
Butler Lin was stunned. The prince's illness had lasted at least half an hour before!
Xu Yan was also surprised and said: "Your Majesty, I haven't even given you an acupuncture to relieve pain. Could it be that..."
The three of them looked at Yun Yi at the same time, looking at the big knife in his hand.
Isn't it so magical?
Yun Yi smiled bitterly, "You may think it's unbelievable to say it, but it's the truth. The evil spirit of this knife is too strong, and it clashes with your aura, old man. This is the reason why you have been having headaches."
"Then what are you doing now..."
"I'm just sealing the evil spirit of this knife, but your headache symptoms haven't been completely relieved, right?"
"Yes." The old man nodded.
Yun Yi said: "This is because the evil energy of this knife has invaded your head for thirty years. This energy cannot be detected by any medical instrument, so no one can diagnose your disease."
"Then I will never be able to recover?"
"Of course not."
Yun Yi shook his head, "I can give you acupuncture to draw out the evil spirit from your brain, and you will be cured."
"Then please ask the little miracle doctor to give me acupuncture."
At this time, the old man's name for Yun Yi also changed. Xu Yan, the miracle doctor, was also very curious. He didn't know much about evil spirits and other mysterious things, so he wanted to know more about Yun Yi's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
At that moment, the housekeeper Lin Bao prepared a set of silver needles for Yun Yi, and Yun Yi began to apply the needles.
Generally, this kind of acupuncture requires identifying the acupuncture points carefully and then applying the acupuncture slowly, but Yun Yi applied the acupuncture very quickly, as if he applied the acupuncture directly without identifying any acupuncture points clearly.
"Doctor Xu, is he performing acupuncture? Why have I never seen anyone perform acupuncture like this?"
Lin Bao asked in surprise.
"Shh!"
Xu Yan made a gesture of silence, and said with a shocked expression: "I have never seen this kind of acupuncture method, but according to the records I have read in ancient books, I am afraid that this is the legendary tribulation needle, too.
It’s incredible.”
Lin Bao was confused. He didn't know what the Tribulation Needle was. He just hoped that Yun Yi could really cure the prince.
The prince's illness is not good, and those clowns in Yanjing are afraid that they will attack the Wang family.