The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 59 Nine stitches and one thread

Before entering the villa, Shen Hongyi couldn't help but whisper in Zhang Li's ear: "Old Zhang, is this young man really reliable? My father's problems are a headache for Doctor Tang."

"Miracle Doctor Tang? You are talking about the famous old Chinese doctor Tang Yingchun in the province. He is here too?"

Shen Hongyi nodded.

"Don't worry, I have seen Ye Feng's ability with my own eyes. He should be able to cure uncle's physical illness."

The three of them entered the villa, and then in the hall, Ye Feng saw a familiar figure.

The familiar figure also saw Ye Feng, and they both shouted at the same time.

"Ye Feng!"

"Mr. Shen!"

Shen Hongyi looked at his daughter, then glanced at Ye Feng strangely, and asked, "You two know each other?"

Zhang Li also had a surprised expression on his face, wondering how Shen Qiuyu knew Ye Feng.

"Dad, he is the chief stone gambling consultant of our company." Shen Qiuyu pointed at Ye Feng and said.

Stone betting consultant?

Come to treat the old man?
This sounds a bit funny.

Shen Hongyi couldn't help but look at Zhang Li, who also looked confused, saying that he really didn't know what kind of stone betting consultant Ye Feng was.

"Ye Feng, do you know Uncle Zhang?" Seeing that Ye Feng came in with Zhang Li, Shen Qiuyu was a little curious.

Ye Feng was about to answer, but Zhang Li said: "Xiaoyu, Mr. Ye knows Chinese medicine. I invited you to treat your grandfather."

"You can still see a doctor!?" Shen Qiuyu opened her mouth, unable to accept this fact for a while.

Shen Qiuyu could accept that Ye Feng was lucky and had excellent stone betting skills, but to say that Ye Feng understood the art of traditional Chinese medicine was really beyond her scope of understanding.

After all, Chinese medicine is not Western medicine. You can't just study it in school for a few years and then get a certificate to cure diseases and save lives.

"Mr. Shen, can I go see your father now?" Ye Feng looked at Shen Hongyi.

Since it was Zhang Li who brought him, Shen Hongyi could only bite the bullet and believe it, and nodded: "Follow me."

Follow Shen Hongyi through the hall of the villa, exit the back door of the villa, and enter a small courtyard.

There are lush flowers and plants in the yard, and the singing of birds is melodious. A path paved with warm stones leads directly to a small pavilion not far in front.

There were three people in the small pavilion, two old people and a young man wearing glasses.

One of the old men Ye Feng met was the old man he met in the antique street that day who asked him to work for Shen's Jewelry.

Another old man, Ye Feng, also met him. It was Tang Yingchun, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor who treated Hu Ying's daughter Lele in the hospital that day.

As for the young man wearing glasses, it seems that he should be Tang Yingchun's apprentice.

The four of them walked into the pavilion. After seeing Ye Feng, Shen Qiuyu's grandfather smiled unexpectedly and said, "Little friend Ye Feng, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

Ye Feng was recommended to her by her grandfather. Shen Qiuyu was mentally prepared for her grandfather to get to know him.

The one who had the biggest reaction was Shen Hongyi: "Dad, do you know each other!?"

"I know you. If little friend Ye Feng hadn't helped me in the antique street, I probably wouldn't be able to sit here today."

At this time, Tang Yingchun stood up from his seat and said with a polite smile: "Little Miracle Doctor Ye Feng, we meet again."

"You know each other too?"

Now, not only Shen Hongyi, but also Shen Qiuyu and Zhang Li were a little confused.

How come everyone knows this Ye Feng! ?
Zhang Li coughed twice and said, "Uncle Shen, I invited Mr. Ye to treat you." "I've already guessed it. You all can sit down." Shen Boyu pointed to the empty seat next to him.

The young man standing next to Tang Yingchun glanced sideways at Ye Feng, who was similar to himself in age, and curled his lips with a disdainful expression on his face.

In his opinion, this guy named Ye Feng must have used some deceptive means to get the approval of the Shen family.

Even his master couldn't cure Mr. Shen's illness. Even if this guy named Ye Feng really knew some Chinese medicine, he couldn't cure it.

The imbalance in the young man's heart stems from the importance everyone attaches to Ye Feng.

They are all about the same age, why can I only be a foil?

A maid in the pavilion poured a cup of fragrant tea for Ye Feng and Zhang Li respectively.

"Zhang Li, little friend Ye Feng, try my Mingqian Longjing, which just arrived today." Shen Boyu pointed to the tea on the table.

Ye Feng and Zhang Li each picked up the tea and took a sip. The tea was refreshing, warm and fragrant. It was indeed good tea.

"Miracle Doctor Tang, I wonder if my headache can be eradicated?" Shen Boyu asked Tang Yingchun.

Tang Yingchun shook his head: "I can only alleviate it, but cannot eradicate it. Maybe the little miracle doctor Ye Feng has a way."

Tang Yingchun brought the topic to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng drank all the tea in the cup and stood up: "Mr. Shen, your headache can't be delayed any longer. Go to the bedroom now and I will give you acupuncture."

"Little friend Ye Feng, how sure are you?" Shen Boyu frowned.

"Ten percent!"

Outside Shen Boyu's bedroom, Tang Yingchun hesitated: "Little miracle doctor, I want to see you perform acupuncture. I don't know if I can..."

Tang Yingchun, who comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, knows very well that the acupuncture skills of every traditional Chinese medicine doctor are secret. This is the saying that colleagues are enemies.

But that day in the hospital, the acupuncture that Ye Feng performed on the little girl was really magical, especially the legendary Jiuji Xuan Needle. For Tang Yingchun, who devoted his entire life to traditional Chinese medicine, it was too attractive.

"Mr. Tang, it's okay, you can watch it if you want." Ye Feng's voice came from the bedroom.

"Ye Feng, can we come in?" Shen Qiuyu asked.

"Anyone who wants to come in can come in, just don't talk while I'm treating you."

Shen Boyu was already lying on the big bed made of golden nanmu.His shirt had been taken off, his figure was a little thin, and there were scars on his abdomen and ribs.

Ye Feng took out the silver needle bag he carried with him.

"Mr. Shen, it will hurt for a while, please bear with it." Ye Feng reminded.

Shen Boyu nodded: "Just give me the acupuncture."

Ye Feng took out a silver needle, twisted it and inserted it into Shen Boyu's navel. The silver needle was halfway in.

"Master, there are no acupuncture points in that place." The young man couldn't help shouting.

"Stop talking!" Tang Yingchun glared at him.

The young man quickly shut his mouth.

Ye Feng took another needle and inserted the silver needle into Shen Boyu's Shenque point, then Zhongwan point, and then Yutang point...

There were nine needles in total, starting from Shen Boyu's belly button and ending at the center of his eyebrows.

Looking at the silver needles placed on Shen Boyu's body, Tang Yingchun thought to himself: "For headaches, acupuncture is usually only used on the head, but he inserted the needle from the navel where there is no acupuncture point, nine needles and one line... What kind of acupuncture is this?"

Tang Yingchun has been practicing medicine for so many years. This is the first time he has seen this kind of acupuncture method, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

(End of this chapter)