C2022 Acupuncture and Moxibustion
C2022 Acupuncture and Moxibustion
The Doctor Faang's medical books had all been published in recent years, and many of the formulas had been revised. Some of the formulas did have good results, but there was also a portion of the formulas that had weakened the medicinal efficacy!
Yang Bo flipped through the books very quickly, sipping tea while reading, which made him feel rather carefree and happy.
By the afternoon, the bodyguards and translators had all come back. The medicine hall was bustling with noise and excitement.
Bureau Chief Charron brought the old man to the medicine hall once again. It was the agreed time in the morning, and the time needed to boil the medicine was not long. The preparation for acupuncture and moxibustion was not too complicated either, but Yang Bo had purposely arranged for a later time!
Yang Bo wanted to become famous as a Chinese doctor here, but there were many things that needed to be grasped, and could not be too easy for patients, as this would cause them to feel that the money spent was not worth it.
The old man's expression didn't look too good in the face of the high treatment fees, but he restrained himself in the end.
Yang Bo did not mind, he arranged for the prepared medicine to be served, the medicine had just heated up a bit, and was emitting steam, "Feed the old man and drink the medicine, while it's hot, after it's cold, it's too bitter!"
Charron glanced at the medicine bowl and pointed behind him. The middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man all this time walked forward and started feeding the medicine carefully.
The old man was old and his sense of taste was no longer sensitive, but he couldn't help but spit it out after the first mouthful.
The middle-aged woman was taken aback. She quickly took a piece of paper and wiped it for a while as she consoled him in a low voice.
Charron was a little helpless, and could only ask Yang Bo: "Will the treatment be dangerous?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any danger. After all, it's not an operation, and there won't be any dangerous process!" Yang Bo said.
Charron was a little hesitant, but he did not say much, only nodding, his expression slightly solemn.
After a moment, the old man finished the entire night's worth of medicine. His face was bitter, as if he had drunk poison. Because the medicine was too hot, sweat began to form on the old man's forehead.
Yang Bo laughed and did not mind. He brought Charron and his son up the stairs and went into the treatment room. He pointed to the bed in the treatment room and said, "Bring the old man to the bed and take off your top. I will treat him with acupuncture first."
Charron was not too surprised when he saw Yang Bo take out a set of silver needles. He seemed to have seen this treatment before, but when the old man was lying on the bed, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Charron was a little hesitant, but still decided to translate, "My father asked you, why didn't you pull out the canister? Acupuncture is useless. When he was young, he had used acupuncture, so it was not of much use! "
Yang Bo laughed: "Whether or not it is useful, it is not something that can be said with just my mouth. Old Gramps can try out my skills first!"
The silver needle was very soft, so normally, he would use stainless steel needles, but to Yang Bo, this was not a problem.
Holding the silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo pierced the old man's back with each needle.
At first, the old man didn't feel anything, but this made him feel that his son had been duped. He felt that his son had been deceived, but as Yang Bo stabbed needles in one by one and manipulated them with his hands, the old man's eyes suddenly widened.
After half an hour had passed, Yang Bo finally retracted all of the silver needles. His forehead was filled with sweat, as if he had used a great amount of strength.
After putting away the silver needles, Yang Bo turned around and said to Bureau Chief Charron, "Just come over again tomorrow!"
Charron looked at his father who was still lying on the bed. He doubted the effects of acupuncture in his heart, but he still nodded his head, "Okay, okay, I will bring him here on time tomorrow!"
Yang Bo nodded, and did not say much, as if he was exhausted to the extreme.
Yue Junyao stood at the side and could not help but twitch her mouth. If the others could not see, how could she not see? Yang Bo did not even expend much energy, he had only used a small amount of spirit force to apply the needle, how could he possibly be exhausted like this?
In fact, in Yue Junyao's opinion, using acupuncture was completely unnecessary, and even if Yang Bo poured his palm directly into his Spirit Qi, the effect would still be better than this!
Chief Charron walked forward and extended his hand to help his father up. Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes and waved his hand.
Bureau Chief Charron was a little taken aback, he did not know what kind of problem the old man had.
He hadn't thought that the old tutor would sit up without needing to be helped. He'd even put his legs on the side of the bed and stretch his legs to get out of bed!
Charron was shocked. He immediately stepped forward and extended his hand to support the old man.
The old man once again waved his hand in refusal. His feet probed the ground as he stood shakily beside the bed.
He stared at his father, his face full of astonishment. After all, ever since his father had suffered a stroke, he had not been able to stand up again, and did not expect that he would be able to stand up on his own.
Following that, Charron was surprised to see the old man putting on his shoes, leaning on his walking stick, and slowly walking forward.
He could actually walk!
Charron followed closely by his father's side, afraid that his father would fall to the ground.
After circling the room a few times, the lordmaster slowly sat down, panting from exhaustion.
Charron heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Yang Bo with gratitude, "I am truly grateful to the Mr Yang, I am truly thankful. It was you who saved my father, if not for you, he would probably not have been able to walk on the road anymore!"
Yang Bo waved his hand, "Don't worry too much, the old man is too weak right now, so don't let him go too far. After I finish treating him, you can accompany the old man for a walk and his body will gradually recover."
Charron quickly replied: "The main reason is because of Mr Yang's high medical skills, I never thought that you would be able to treat strokes!"
Yang Bo laughed, "There is no illness that I cannot cure, the only difference is the price I have to pay."
Charron thoughtfully nodded, but did not say anything more.
The old man turned and looked at Yang Bo. His attitude had become a lot friendlier as he muttered a few sentences that Yang Bo could not understand, but Charron took the initiative to act as an interpreter.
"My father expressed his gratitude to you for treating him. When he first came over, he thought you might be a liar. He really didn't expect you to be so skilled in medicine!"
Yang Bo laughed, "It's just a small matter, there's no need to be so polite."
Charron stared at Yang Bo, "Mr Yang, you do have the ability, just that there are still a lot of people at Gangaro Family, sometimes you still need to pay attention to your safety!"
Yang Bo looked at the other party and asked in surprise, "Did you receive any news?"
— — The content is from [Mick Read]