"Still thinking about things?" Gao Ziyi shook her fingers in front of Jiang Feng and asked with some doubts.

All along, what Jiang Feng showed in front of Gao Ziyi was that kind of heartless look, Gao Ziyi had never seen him think about something here so seriously, and suddenly seeing Jiang Feng silent, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Gao Ziyi handed Jiang Feng a bowl of the mushroom nǎi cheese soup she had made, and made him a piece of pie. Uncle Feng dipped Jiang Feng's light, drank a bowl of mushroom nǎi cheese soup, and went out to hang around again, then walked back and said to Jiang Feng: "Let's treat Gao Mao thoroughly, so as to complete the work!" ”

Gao Mao lay on the bed with some trepidation, watching Jiang Feng and Uncle Feng, an old man and a young man, enter there and muttered and discussed how to treat him.

After lying in bed for more than ten years, he has a greater hope that he will be able to regain his mobility, or whether he will be able to live a life after the ordinary life, it depends on the present day.

Gao Mao looked at his cousin and found that Gao Ziyi was looking at Jiang Feng with some worry, obviously also a little worried about whether Jiang Feng could really use the golden needle to cure his cousin's scabies, but at this time, he had no time to think about other things.

Uncle Feng has been a doctor all his life, and he is also very good at grasping the psychology of entry, after he discussed with Jiang Feng, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Everyone likes to trust the old Chinese medicine doctor, the old Chinese medicine doctor is experienced, well-informed, and can treat diseases with ease." In fact, this is not necessarily the case, many old Chinese medicine practitioners were confused when they were young, and they did not have the consciousness of correction, so when they were old, they were even more confused to the extreme, coupled with the lack of enthusiasm for research and progress, the technology was also getting worse, and the so-called quack doctor strayed in, probably so. On the contrary, many famous medical cases in history were created by young doctors, although they have less experience in white spoons, but they have an enterprising heart! ”

After listening to Uncle Feng's words, Jiang Feng spread his hands and said, "This is Grandpa Feng calming my heart." ”

Gao Ziyi nodded slightly, knowing that Uncle Feng was telling the truth, but it was difficult to reverse the general psychological factors.

Uncle Feng asked Gao Ziyi to light sandalwood in the house, and then took out two gossip mirrors from his accompanying box. Hanging above the doors and windows, he took out a peachwood sword with a length of a foot from the box, respectfully offered it in front of the incense burner, and after making a big salute, he prayed for a while, and then stood up and nodded to Jiang Feng and said, "Let's start!" ”

Jiang Feng was a little stunned when he saw it, and said in his heart Are you a doctor or a warlock, and you actually put on a posture of opening the altar, if it were thirty or forty years earlier, it would be regarded as a feudal remnant to the dictatorship.

Uncle Feng saw that Jiang Feng was a little dazed, so he explained: "The family tradition, our acupuncture treatment is a good and evil disease, so we pay more attention to it." ”

Jiang Feng nodded, calming down, not to mention, sandalwood does have a bit of a calming effect, and now Jiang Feng feels that his mood is very calm and his brain is also very flexible.

Jiang Feng shook the golden needle in his hand, and the internal qi was everywhere, so that the golden needle moved like a spiritual snake, instead of simply hardening and straightening it.

"How do you feel that Xiaofeng is holding a needle, just like pinching a bug? If you stick like this, is there still an accurate head? Gao Ziyi said to Uncle Feng next to her with some worry.

"Don't worry, that's normal." Uncle Feng smiled and said.

Jiang Feng concentrated the jīng god and concentrated the internal qi of the whole body, and there was a small golden needle left in front of him, as well as Gao Mao lying on the bed, and even Uncle Feng and Gao Ziyi were automatically ignored by him at this time.

Soon, he entered a very mysterious realm, everything was illusory, as if his eyes saw through Gao Mao's skin, the movement of the blood vessels in his legs, the comings and goings of the jīng qi spirit, and the cold poison hidden in the Yangling Spring was devouring and hindering the normal flow of qi and blood.

Jiang Feng grabbed the golden needle and stared at the cold air with blazing eyes. The golden needle swayed three inches above, and the cold poison seemed to feel threatened, knowing that this golden needle was its mortal enemy, and wanted to wander elsewhere. However, Yangling Spring is its old nest for more than ten years, and it seems that it can't be abandoned, so it wanders around.

Uncle Feng and the others around looked in their eyes, and found that Jiang Feng was standing there without saying a word, and his eyes seemed to glow like substance, staring at Gao Mao's legs. The golden needle was pinched in his hand, and the swing amplitude became larger and larger, as if it was like a golden dragon flying through the air.

After a long time, Jiang Feng's hand slowly but steadily sank downward. The golden needle twisted his body and collided violently with the cold poison, and Gao Mao felt as if his legs had been hit by a huge force!

Then, Gao Mao felt a huge heat force running down his legs, and the soreness and numbness in his legs suddenly recovered in an instant, and he lost the feeling of being more than ten years old, and finally appeared again!

This is not the end, since the tail lu, a little true yang in the snow mountain immediately inducted, along the back of the Du pulse rose violently, through the Du pulse points all the way up, through the Feng Fu, Gao Mao felt as if a window had been opened on the top of his head, all the cold rushed out at once, and then this true qi continued to run, down the Ren vein, sinking into the dantian, and after that, the various veins were like boiling boiling water, violently reacting.

Gao Mao felt that his whole body was trembling, as if he had been thrown into a pan of oil.

Jiang Feng's golden needle was beating up and down at this time, like a little girl dancing a tap dance, trembling and writhing on the high Yangling Spring, every time he lifted it to the ground, he could see a black gas gathered around the golden needle, and then it was melted away by Jiang Feng's golden needle and disappeared.

Jiang Feng carried the golden needle and stood like that for half an hour. At the end of the day, his forehead was also slightly sweaty, obviously a lot of consumption, otherwise with his strength, even if he overturned dozens of zhōngnánhǎi bodyguards, he might not have such a reaction.

Uncle Feng looked at it seriously, looking at the golden needle in Jiang Feng's point, and seemed to be enlightened.

And Gao Ziyi, Aunt Feng and Feng Yaolin, who were accompanying them in the room, were at a loss as if they had fallen into the clouds and fog at this time, from beginning to end, they only saw Jiang Feng standing there with a golden needle, and he didn't even change the acupoint, just poked around in Yangling Spring, as if a stubborn teenager was abusing his classmates.

"Is this healing?" Gao Ziyi couldn't help but ask her peers.

"I don't know, it looks a little incredible." Feng Yaolin couldn't say for sure.

But Gao Mao's face changes very jīng color, red for a while and white for a while, if you look closely, it seems that there is still a black gas raging on the facial features, but Yan Sè has become more and more faint, and it can no longer be seen at the end.

Jiang Feng's golden needle finally stopped, and the twisted golden needle finally stopped abruptly at this time, becoming extremely firm, and then Jiang Feng snorted and slapped his palm on Gao Mao's Baihui acupoint.

Gao Mao felt as if there was a thunderclap in his mind, rumbling, wanting to crush all the yīn haze that had been pressing on him for more than ten years, and then he felt a warm current surging down like the Yangtze River, attracting every acupoint of his body.

I don't know when, the golden needle in Jiang Feng's hand has been put away and stood aside.

"Ah......h

"I'm on my feet?!" Gao Mao was very difficult to accept this change, and his mood was extremely agitated, but he still felt a little empty under his feet, and sat on the ground.

Gao Ziyi couldn't help but scream when she saw her cousin actually coming down to the ground, and rushed over to help him up, wanting to confirm again to see if he had really recovered.

Uncle Feng laughed and said: "After a long illness, where can I recover so easily, but now that the depression is gone, it will take me a week to exercise well, and it will be almost the same." ”

It was only now that Aunt Feng and Feng Yaolin's mother and son were stunned to find that they had witnessed the advent of a miracle doctor, and Jiang Feng took the initiative to write another myth in the apricot forest with the magic needle in his hand.

The reason why Gao Mao was able to take a few steps after the acupuncture was also very related to the fact that Jia Jin had not given up the massage of his leg muscles, if it wasn't for the health massage he had to do at an early age, the muscles would have atrophied a long time ago, even if the cold poison was removed, it was impossible to stand up all at once, or even stand up again.

Gao Ziyi helped Gao Mao to sit on the bed, and then walked over to Jiang Feng, wiped the sweat beads on his head, and asked with concern, "How do you feel?" ”

Jiang Feng thought about it carefully, frowned and stopped for a long time, and finally patted his stomach and said to Gao Ziyi: "There is nothing else to feel, it's just that the consumption just now was too great, and now I'm hungry again!" ”

Jiang Feng didn't joke about the treatment just now, not only did it last for a long time, but it also consumed a lot of life force, and even Jiang Feng's physical strength was also very consumed.

"Well, when we go home, I'll make a delicious meal to comfort you." Gao Ziyi untied a knot that had plagued her for several years, and now she is in a good mood.

"Then let's just say so." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

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