Jianbao Gold Finger

Seeing Wendy again, Equation's heart seemed to be severely grabbed by something. Little Wendy was pale and thin, lying in the intensive care unit full of various instruments, with various devices inserted in his body and brain. All kinds of pipes, twelve or thirteen-year-old teenagers, who are in the good years of the blooming and rainy seasons, have been declared to be able to spend their entire lives unconsciously in the hospital bed, and it is himself who caused this result!

Equation quickly walked to Wendy’s hospital bed, mobilized the whole body of aura to gather in his hands, and then placed the palms of both hands on Wendy’s head, the aura was continuously input into Wendy’s brain meridians, and the aura wandered at the beginning It was very smooth, without the slightest blockage. Suddenly, when the spiritual energy swam to the deepest meridian of Wendy’s head, he felt obvious stagnation and blockage.

"This is it!"

As soon as the equation was about to exert its strength, I heard a voice behind me,

"Mr. Fang, you are here!"

It was Shi Minghong who came back, so the equation calmly retracted his aura and turned to look at the child’s father, Shi Minghong.

"Brother Shi, you are too far off to call me Mr. Fang, just call me the equation!"

He hurriedly corrected Shi Minghong's name to himself,

"Oh, yes, equation, Brother Shi is really anxious. Just now a friend recommended me an old Chinese doctor from a famous family of Chinese medicine practitioners in Beijing. I hurriedly picked up the old man and ignored you. Don't mind!"

Shi Minghong’s fat face seems to have lost a lot of weight. It seems that his son’s illness is anxious to get angry, can’t eat well and sleep well.

"Where is Big Brother Shi, if the child is sick, if there is a glimmer of hope, I have to look for it! How could I mind? I also hope Wendy can get better sooner!"

The equation hurriedly said, and as he was speaking, Shi Minghong slowly stepped in behind a thin but energetic little old man. The little old man had a silver beard and a vigorous look. A young man, who seems to be an entourage of the old man,

"Equation, this is Master Hua Guihua. The Hua Lao Chinese Medicine Hall in Beijing was opened by Hua Lao. Hua Lao is the leader and master of Chinese medicine in the country!"

Shi Minghong hurriedly introduced the equation,

"Mr. Shi's praised, the old man can't be protected by his ancestors, and he opened a small and large Chinese medicine clinic in Jingchenggen. It is not as exaggerated as you said!"

The old man called Hualao had almost no expression, and said modestly,

"Old Hua doesn't need to be too modest, the rich and powerful in the capital don't know that old Hua you, and this Huashi Chinese Medicine Hall is not something anyone can visit!"

I don’t know if it’s because of asking people or this old man’s ability is really extraordinary. Shi Minghong spared no effort to tout the old man, but the old man didn’t seem to buy it very much and he was still expressionless.

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Hua!"

After listening to Shi Minghong’s words, the equation greeted Mr. Hua. Although he didn’t catch a cold for such a mysteriously packaged master, his age is more than enough to be his grandfather, and he deserves his own greetings from a generational perspective.

"Ok!"

Mr. Hua just nodded his head clearly when he saw the equation, and he didn't move anymore. He must have heard Shi Minghong's explanation about the equation on the way, knowing that he was also here to treat Wendi!

Elder Hua walked to Wendy’s bed and first took a close look at Wendy’s complexion, palms, and tongue-coated eyelids. Then he stretched out his hand to get his pulse for him. Gradually, Hualao's brows wrinkled slightly. When he got up, he took a face-to-face consultation for a while, he closed his hand and turned around, facing Shi Minghong and standing with his back.

"Mr. Shi, Lingzi's illness... is very strange!"

He spoke slowly, with a trace of doubt and confusion on his expression.

"Strange? What a strange method?"

Shi Minghong hurriedly asked, Ji Ji also looked at Hua Lao curiously. He also wanted to hear what this "famous" old Chinese doctor would say about Wen Di’s illness.

"The blockage is correct, the previous doctors also diagnosed and treated this result, but...the strange thing is that Lingzi is not blood stasis, but qi blockage! Blood stasis appears in a wide range of ages, even at the age of twelve or thirteen. The appearance of the boy is also forgivable, but...this air blockage mostly occurs in older people. How can there be air blockage when Lingzi is so young? Unless..."

Old Hua stopped talking and said thoughtfully, twisting the beard on his chin.

"Unless what?"

Shi Minghong and his wife asked in unison,

"That's because there was an external force that caused Lingzi to block air!"

Hua Lao's words shocked Equation's heart, and his attitude toward Hua Lao suddenly changed. It seems that Hua Lao is not a mediocre person with a mere name!

People often hear that all diseases in Chinese medicine begin with qi and blood blockage, but they don’t know that blood stasis and qi blockage are two completely different kinds of blockage. Blood stasis is common but Qi blockage is rare. Even if you encounter most of them occasionally, they will be mistaken for it. Blood stasis, and Hualao can see at a glance that Wendy is blocked by qi instead of blood stasis, which shows that his medical skills are very good!

"External force? No, Wendy didn't suffer any injuries before he passed out, but he kept arguing with his head, because he had accidentally injured his head about half a year ago, so we always thought it was from the previous trauma. I have seen the sequelae in the hospital. The doctor also said that it is a sequelae left after the trauma. It will slowly recover in a year or a half, so we did not treat it as a particularly serious one!"

Wendy’s mother recalled all the abnormal events before Wendy’s coma,

"It is very likely that the accidental injury caused Lingzi's qi block, but the qi block did not completely block the meridians at that time, but gradually developed to where it is today!"

Hua Lao said in a heavy and slow tone.

"Then... Then how can I treat it?"

Seeing Hua Lao’s solemn expression, Shi Minghong’s heart naturally followed, and he hurriedly asked.

"Lingzi has been in a coma for several days, which proves that the congestion inside the head is very serious. This coma is called a'vegetable' in Western medicine, and it is caused by the excessive brain damage caused by the air blockage! , I can only try it with a needle!"

Mr. Hua said, he stretched out his hand to the young man on the side, and the young man hurriedly took out the needle bag that was already ready for embroidering silk stretch noodles and put it on Mr. Hua's hand. It seemed that Mr. Hua was going to apply the needle by himself. Up!

"I have long heard that Hua Lao's acupuncture is superb. If he can really use this acupuncture to save the boy, Shi is really grateful!"

When Shi Minghong saw Hua Lao take out the needle bag, he hurried forward and said gratefully,

"Don't be polite, the old man must do his best, as to whether he can succeed or not is unknown! Go and shave all the children's hair!"

After hearing what Hua Lao said, Shi Minghong and his wife hurriedly agreed, found the hair clippers and started to shave their son!

After listening to Shi Minghong’s words, the equation probably heard some clues. It seems that the most famous stunt of the old man is the needle in this needle bag. He stood quietly and watched things continue to develop. This old man can use acupuncture to rescue Wendy who is in a coma, and that is a good thing!

With a wave of his hand, Boss Hua unfolded the needle bag smoothly on the table. The equation only felt a strong and unusual aura hit his face, which made him startled slightly.

"This needle..."

The equation looking at the needle bag suddenly became very surprised and puzzled.

"What? Mr. Fang recognizes the old needle?"

Seeing that the equation seemed to be interested in his own golden needle, Hua Lao asked leisurely.

"I don't know it, it's just Hua Lao's needles... at least a thousand years old, right? Such antiquities, Fang is really fortunate to see them in this life!"

The equation couldn't help but sigh with emotion!