Chapter 1212
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The nine needles are different in thickness and length, and they all radiate golden light!
I can see at a glance that this is a special gold needle for acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine.
The pattern on the needle is also very old. It should be a trilobal pattern in the Tang Dynasty.
I took out the nine gold needles one by one and checked them. I found that each of them was small and delicate. At the same time, the fragrance of herbs was wafting out.
The fragrance is not sprayed, but emanates from the inside of the gold needle. It's like the ghost blade commonly used by executioners. Naturally, there will be a murderous atmosphere. If it is handed down from generation to generation, the wild ghosts in hundreds of miles around will not dare to approach.
I put down the gold needle and looked at the yellow cloth bag again.
The cloth bag is also very old, with a faint yellow glow. It looks like the best ancient silk. The silk is painted with the unique picture of flower fields in the Tang Dynasty. In the lower left corner of the cloth bag, three small characters are embroidered with red silk thread: present to Simiao.
Simiao?
Is it Sun Simiao, the famous medicine king of Tang Dynasty?
From the perspective of technology, this thing is indeed an antique of the Tang Dynasty. But if it is really a relic of Sun Simiao, it is even more remarkable. It can never be measured by millions.
"How did you get it?" I put the gold needle back where it was and asked.
"This is passed down from generation to generation in my family. Our family has been a traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and the most skilled is acupuncture! But But now no one is asking us for treatment. We are all treated as charlatans. Anyone who is ill, no matter how big or small, goes directly to western medicine to register for surgery. What's more, I learned medical skills with my grandfather and father. I didn't have a license to practice medicine at all. I finally got up the courage to see a doctor for free at the door of my home. I was also found by people in the hospital and smashed the stall. So I'm afraid it won't work any more. "
Speaking of this, the young man lowered his head somewhat.
"Even if it doesn't work, you can leave it as a souvenir. There's no need to sell it." I'm sorry.
"I......"
The young man paused and said with embarrassment, "our grandson's family practices medicine from generation to generation, but it can't be passed down to my generation in any case!"! Every day when I see this box of gold needles, I feel sorry for my ancestors... "
"In addition, my mother is old and yearns for her hometown. She has been arguing to move back to her hometown. But I can't do anything other than practicing medicine. I thought I could make a living with this skill, and then I sold my house and came to Wuhan to make a living. But I didn't expect that Ah! " He said with a heavy sigh, as if extremely unwilling.
"Then, you can not only use this magic needle, but also have excellent skills?" I asked curiously.
"I can't say it's exquisite, but my family is really good at acupuncture! I've learned most of them. It takes only three injections to cure the common ailments, even the most difficult and miscellaneous ailments. " What the young people say is very determined, and there is also a very confident light in their eyes.
"It's true that your needle was used by ancient doctors. As for your skill In this way, you can try me! I'll see what your level is. If you really have the ability, don't sell this needle. I promise to let you be safe in Wuhan. " I said.
"Good!" The young man's eyes glowed: "Master Zhang, what's wrong?"
"Shoulders." I pointed to two shoulders: "my shoulder has been very sore. It's useless to go to the hospital many times. Please help me to have a look."
I don't know if I often look for the relationship between yin and Yang in the wild mountains and mountains. My shoulder suffers from severe rheumatism, sometimes aches and pains, sometimes numbness. I have seen several doctors in succession. I have tried all kinds of hot and cold compresses, but I still haven't seen any improvement.
Yin Xinyue advised me to visit Beijing. I said it was a minor illness, but I didn't move. Today, since I met the descendants of Sun Simiao, I can try it.
"Good!" The young man said that he rolled up his sleeve and came forward. Then he gently pinched a gold needle and stabbed it behind my neck.
I only felt a tickle in my skin, without any pain. Then he felt the second shot!
He pricked it so fast that he almost didn't need to think about acupoints. Several gold needles were stuck on my back neck and shoulders in turn.
"Master Zhang, this is my family's Lingshu nine needles, focusing on the integration of nine channels! The ninth stitch is the key. Please take a sip of tea and don't swallow it for the time being. " The young man said.
"Oh?" I was more curious when I heard it. I took a sip of tea as he said, and put it in my mouth.
Then he took the longest gold needle, went around to me, pointed it at the shenting cave on my head, and began to move gently.
The needle was twenty centimeters long and came in slowly as he kept producing. I felt the tingling on my head, and then the back of my neck and shoulders were also slightly hot, and itching, as if thousands of ants were crawling.
As the long needle continued to penetrate, the itching pain became more and more painful.
All of a sudden, he hit it!
The long needle went down, as if it had reached some key point. It hurt so much that I gave a sharp beating, and the tea in my mouth also popped out."Is this what you call family acupuncture?" I was a little annoyed and sarcastic.
"Master Zhang, look!" The young man was not angry at all, but pointed proudly to the ground.
I turned to look - just spit on the ground tea covered with a layer of white frost, a white smoke is slowly rising air-conditioning.
"How could it be?" I was a little surprised.
The tea I just drank is warm water. How can it turn into cold water in a flash?
"Master Zhang, there's cold in your big wide acupoints on your shoulders. I just used a gold needle to force this cold air into your throat, and then it will melt into water. Do you have any more pain in your shoulders? " With that, he took out the nine needles and put them back into the yellow cloth bag one by one.
I looked at him in amazement, then moved my arms around.
As expected, the original pain disappeared without trace.
The rheumatism that has bothered me for many years has been cured by him in just a few minutes!
The young man is worthy of being the descendant of Sun Simiao.
"It's amazing how you do it!" I laughed and exclaimed.
"What's the use of that?" He sighed and said with some despondency: "no matter how magical the needling is, it's useless if there is no place to use it. That is to say, you, Master Zhang, will not let me try if you change someone else. Especially the last shot, almost no one dares to accept... "
It's true that the last stitch was too long, and it was pierced from the top of the head. Ordinary people would never dare to try it.
No wonder the young man has to bear the pain to sell his ancestral magic needle. He's so depressed!
I have learned this skill since I was a child. Now I have passed on the traditional Chinese medicine culture for five thousand years, but I am regarded as a charlatan by my own people. What's the taste of this?
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The nine needles are different in thickness and length, and they all radiate golden light!
I can see at a glance that this is a special gold needle for acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine.
The pattern on the needle is also very old. It should be a trilobal pattern in the Tang Dynasty.
I took out the nine gold needles one by one and checked them. I found that each of them was small and delicate. At the same time, the fragrance of herbs was wafting out.
The fragrance is not sprayed, but emanates from the inside of the gold needle. It's like the ghost blade commonly used by executioners. Naturally, there will be a murderous atmosphere. If it is handed down from generation to generation, the wild ghosts in hundreds of miles around will not dare to approach.
I put down the gold needle and looked at the yellow cloth bag again.
The cloth bag is also very old, with a faint yellow glow. It looks like the best ancient silk. The silk is painted with the unique picture of flower fields in the Tang Dynasty. In the lower left corner of the cloth bag, three small characters are embroidered with red silk thread: present to Simiao.
Simiao?
Is it Sun Simiao, the famous medicine king of Tang Dynasty?
From the perspective of technology, this thing is indeed an antique of the Tang Dynasty. But if it is really a relic of Sun Simiao, it is even more remarkable. It can never be measured by millions.
"How did you get it?" I put the gold needle back where it was and asked.
"This is passed down from generation to generation in my family. Our family has been a traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and the most skilled is acupuncture! But But now no one is asking us for treatment. We are all treated as charlatans. Anyone who is ill, no matter how big or small, goes directly to western medicine to register for surgery. What's more, I learned medical skills with my grandfather and father. I didn't have a license to practice medicine at all. I finally got up the courage to see a doctor for free at the door of my home. I was also found by people in the hospital and smashed the stall. So I'm afraid it won't work any more. "
Speaking of this, the young man lowered his head somewhat.
"Even if it doesn't work, you can leave it as a souvenir. There's no need to sell it." I'm sorry.
"I......"
The young man paused and said with embarrassment, "our grandson's family practices medicine from generation to generation, but it can't be passed down to my generation in any case!"! Every day when I see this box of gold needles, I feel sorry for my ancestors... "
"In addition, my mother is old and yearns for her hometown. She has been arguing to move back to her hometown. But I can't do anything other than practicing medicine. I thought I could make a living with this skill, and then I sold my house and came to Wuhan to make a living. But I didn't expect that Ah! " He said with a heavy sigh, as if extremely unwilling.
"Then, you can not only use this magic needle, but also have excellent skills?" I asked curiously.
"I can't say it's exquisite, but my family is really good at acupuncture! I've learned most of them. It takes only three injections to cure the common ailments, even the most difficult and miscellaneous ailments. " What the young people say is very determined, and there is also a very confident light in their eyes.
"It's true that your needle was used by ancient doctors. As for your skill In this way, you can try me! I'll see what your level is. If you really have the ability, don't sell this needle. I promise to let you be safe in Wuhan. " I said.
"Good!" The young man's eyes glowed: "Master Zhang, what's wrong?"
"Shoulders." I pointed to two shoulders: "my shoulder has been very sore. It's useless to go to the hospital many times. Please help me to have a look."
I don't know if I often look for the relationship between yin and Yang in the wild mountains and mountains. My shoulder suffers from severe rheumatism, sometimes aches and pains, sometimes numbness. I have seen several doctors in succession. I have tried all kinds of hot and cold compresses, but I still haven't seen any improvement.
Yin Xinyue advised me to visit Beijing. I said it was a minor illness, but I didn't move. Today, since I met the descendants of Sun Simiao, I can try it.
"Good!" The young man said that he rolled up his sleeve and came forward. Then he gently pinched a gold needle and stabbed it behind my neck.
I only felt a tickle in my skin, without any pain. Then he felt the second shot!
He pricked it so fast that he almost didn't need to think about acupoints. Several gold needles were stuck on my back neck and shoulders in turn.
"Master Zhang, this is my family's Lingshu nine needles, focusing on the integration of nine channels! The ninth stitch is the key. Please take a sip of tea and don't swallow it for the time being. " The young man said.
"Oh?" I was more curious when I heard it. I took a sip of tea as he said, and put it in my mouth.
Then he took the longest gold needle, went around to me, pointed it at the shenting cave on my head, and began to move gently.
The needle was twenty centimeters long and came in slowly as he kept producing. I felt the tingling on my head, and then the back of my neck and shoulders were also slightly hot, and itching, as if thousands of ants were crawling.
As the long needle continued to penetrate, the itching pain became more and more painful.
All of a sudden, he hit it!
The long needle went down, as if it had reached some key point. It hurt so much that I gave a sharp beating, and the tea in my mouth also popped out."Is this what you call family acupuncture?" I was a little annoyed and sarcastic.
"Master Zhang, look!" The young man was not angry at all, but pointed proudly to the ground.
I turned to look - just spit on the ground tea covered with a layer of white frost, a white smoke is slowly rising air-conditioning.
"How could it be?" I was a little surprised.
The tea I just drank is warm water. How can it turn into cold water in a flash?
"Master Zhang, there's cold in your big wide acupoints on your shoulders. I just used a gold needle to force this cold air into your throat, and then it will melt into water. Do you have any more pain in your shoulders? " With that, he took out the nine needles and put them back into the yellow cloth bag one by one.
I looked at him in amazement, then moved my arms around.
As expected, the original pain disappeared without trace.
The rheumatism that has bothered me for many years has been cured by him in just a few minutes!
The young man is worthy of being the descendant of Sun Simiao.
"It's amazing how you do it!" I laughed and exclaimed.
"What's the use of that?" He sighed and said with some despondency: "no matter how magical the needling is, it's useless if there is no place to use it. That is to say, you, Master Zhang, will not let me try if you change someone else. Especially the last shot, almost no one dares to accept... "
It's true that the last stitch was too long, and it was pierced from the top of the head. Ordinary people would never dare to try it.
No wonder the young man has to bear the pain to sell his ancestral magic needle. He's so depressed!
I have learned this skill since I was a child. Now I have passed on the traditional Chinese medicine culture for five thousand years, but I am regarded as a charlatan by my own people. What's the taste of this?
The nine needles are different in thickness and length, and they all radiate golden light! I can see at a glance that this is a special gold needle for acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine. The pattern on the needle is also very old. It should be a trilobal pattern in the Tang Dynasty. I took out the nine gold needles one by one and checked them. I found that each of them was small and delicate. At the same time, the fragrance of herbs was wafting out. The fragrance is not sprayed, but emanates from the inside of the gold needle. It's like the ghost blade commonly used by executioners. Naturally, there will be a murderous atmosphere. If it is handed down from generation to generation, the wild ghosts in hundreds of miles around will not dare to approach. I put down the gold needle and looked at the yellow cloth bag again. The cloth bag is also very old, with a faint yellow glow. It looks like the best ancient silk. The silk is painted with the unique picture of flower fields in the Tang Dynasty. In the lower left corner of the cloth bag, three small characters are embroidered with red silk thread: present to Simiao. Simiao? Is it Sun Simiao, the famous medicine king of Tang Dynasty? From the perspective of technology, this thing is indeed an antique of the Tang Dynasty. But if it is really a relic of Sun Simiao, it is even more remarkable. It can never be measured by millions. "How did you get it?" I put the gold needle back where it was and asked. "This is passed down from generation to generation in my family. Our family has been a traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and the most skilled is acupuncture! But But now no one is asking us for treatment. We are all treated as charlatans. Anyone who is ill, no matter how big or small, goes directly to western medicine to register for surgery. What's more, I learned medical skills with my grandfather and father. I didn't have a license to practice medicine at all. I finally got up the courage to see a doctor for free at the door of my home. I was also found by people in the hospital and smashed the stall. So I'm afraid it won't work any more. " Speaking of this, the young man lowered his head somewhat. "Even if it doesn't work, you can leave it as a souvenir. There's no need to sell it." I'm sorry. "I......" The young man paused and said with embarrassment, "our grandson's family practices medicine from generation to generation, but it can't be passed down to my generation in any case!"! Every day when I see this box of gold needles, I feel sorry for my ancestors... " "In addition, my mother is old and yearns for her hometown. She has been arguing to move back to her hometown. But I can't do anything other than practicing medicine. I thought I could make a living with this skill, and then I sold my house and came to Wuhan to make a living. But I didn't expect that Ah! " He said with a heavy sigh, as if extremely unwilling. "Then, you can not only use this magic needle, but also have excellent skills?" I asked curiously. "I can't say it's exquisite, but my family is really good at acupuncture! I've learned most of them. It takes only three injections to cure the common ailments, even the most difficult and miscellaneous ailments. " What the young people say is very determined, and there is also a very confident light in their eyes. "It's true that your needle was used by ancient doctors. As for your skill In this way, you can try me! I'll see what your level is. If you really have the ability, don't sell this needle. I promise to let you be safe in Wuhan. " I said. "Good!" The young man's eyes glowed: "Master Zhang, what's wrong?" "Shoulders." I pointed to two shoulders: "my shoulder has been very sore. It's useless to go to the hospital many times. Please help me to have a look." I don't know if I often look for the relationship between yin and Yang in the wild mountains and mountains. My shoulder suffers from severe rheumatism, sometimes aches and pains, sometimes numbness. I have seen several doctors in succession. I have tried all kinds of hot and cold compresses, but I still haven't seen any improvement. Yin Xinyue advised me to visit Beijing. I said it was a minor illness, but I didn't move. Today, since I met the descendants of Sun Simiao, I can try it. "Good!" The young man said that he rolled up his sleeve and came forward. Then he gently pinched a gold needle and stabbed it behind my neck. I only felt a tickle in my skin, without any pain. Then he felt the second shot! He pricked it so fast that he almost didn't need to think about acupoints. Several gold needles were stuck on my back neck and shoulders in turn. "Master Zhang, this is my family's Lingshu nine needles, focusing on the integration of nine channels! The ninth stitch is the key. Please take a sip of tea and don't swallow it for the time being. " The young man said. "Oh?" I was more curious when I heard it. I took a sip of tea as he said, and put it in my mouth. Then he took the longest gold needle, went around to me, pointed it at the shenting cave on my head, and began to move gently. The needle was twenty centimeters long and came in slowly as he kept producing. I felt the tingling on my head, and then the back of my neck and shoulders were also slightly hot, and itching, as if thousands of ants were crawling. As the long needle continued to penetrate, the itching pain became more and more painful. All of a sudden, he hit it! The long needle went down, as if it had reached some key point. It hurt so much that I gave a sharp beating, and the tea in my mouth also popped out."Is this what you call family acupuncture?" I was a little annoyed and sarcastic. "Master Zhang, look!" The young man was not angry at all, but pointed proudly to the ground. I turned to look - just spit on the ground tea covered with a layer of white frost, a white smoke is slowly rising air-conditioning. "How could it be?" I was a little surprised. The tea I just drank is warm water. How can it turn into cold water in a flash? "Master Zhang, there's cold in your big wide acupoints on your shoulders. I just used a gold needle to force this cold air into your throat, and then it will melt into water. Do you have any more pain in your shoulders? " With that, he took out the nine needles and put them back into the yellow cloth bag one by one. I looked at him in amazement, then moved my arms around. As expected, the original pain disappeared without trace. The rheumatism that has bothered me for many years has been cured by him in just a few minutes! The young man is worthy of being the descendant of Sun Simiao. "It's amazing how you do it!" I laughed and exclaimed. "What's the use of that?" He sighed and said with some despondency: "no matter how magical the needling is, it's useless if there is no place to use it. That is to say, you, Master Zhang, will not let me try if you change someone else. Especially the last shot, almost no one dares to accept... " It's true that the last stitch was too long, and it was pierced from the top of the head. Ordinary people would never dare to try it. No wonder the young man has to bear the pain to sell his ancestral magic needle. He's so depressed! I have learned this skill since I was a child. Now I have passed on the traditional Chinese medicine culture for five thousand years, but I am regarded as a charlatan by my own people. What's the taste of this?
