The Local Lazy Man System

"I need someone to help boil this wild ginseng."

Ye Rongrong said.

"Doctor Lu, this matter will trouble you."

Mr. Ma said to an elderly health doctor nearby.

"OK."

The Bai old Chinese doctor glanced at Ye Rongrong, nodded and said.

Although I don't know why so many elders trust this young man's medical skills so much.

But there is one thing that the old Chinese doctor knows that these experts have nothing to do with Mr. Zhao's illness. It may not be a good thing for this young man to try.

If it is cured, everyone is happy. If it is not cured, the health care doctors themselves have no responsibility.

This shows that Mr. Zhao's illness is really incurable.

"This ginseng needs to be simmered..."

Ye Rongrong tore off two ginseng whiskers from a hundred-year-old wild ginseng and gave it to the old Chinese doctor, explaining carefully.

This old Zhao is very weak now, so of course he can't make up for it.

Not to mention Mr. Zhao's body that is almost exhausted now, even a young and strong man can't stand the medicinal power of this plant that is more than two hundred years old.

If you really want to take all of this wild ginseng, you really don't need to cure it, you just bleed to death from the seven orifices.

So the medicinal power of two fibrous roots of wild ginseng is enough.

After explaining, under the gaze of everyone, Ye Rongrong took out his small leather bag, which was not big enough to fit into the pocket of his trousers.

Of course, it is impossible for Ye Rongrong to keep the small leather bag in his pocket all the time, it would be very uncomfortable.

So this small leather bag has been kept in the space of the Qiankun ring, and it can be taken out of the pocket when needed.

After all, no one usually pays special attention to other people's pockets. Ye Rongrong took out a small leather bag from his pocket, and no one would suspect anything.

After taking out the silver needle and disinfecting it with alcohol, Ye Rongrong began to inject the needle on Mr. Zhao.

This time Ye Rongrong used the Xuyang acupuncture method that has been lost for thousands of years.

This is a very ancient acupuncture method, and it is said that this acupuncture method was created by Xuanyuan Huangdi when he was seeking immortality.

However, when it was passed down to the Yuan Dynasty, the continuation of yang needling was lost due to the death of a single passer in the same lineage.

The principle of the continuation of yang acupuncture method is to utilize the potential of the human body to stimulate the heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney and five internal organs of the human body through silver needles as the carrier.

In this way, the energy essence contained in the body itself is stimulated, and the vitality of the human body is stimulated.

Of course, this stimulating potential needs energy supplementation, the principle of energy conservation is common to all things in the universe, and the human body cannot do without this conservation principle.

This is why Ye Rongrong needs wild ginseng that is more than a hundred years old, just to replenish this energy.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Ye Rongrong quickly applied the needles according to the Xuyang acupuncture method. If you look carefully at Ye Rongrong's hands, you can see that the technique is changing rapidly, and the posture of the body is also changing from time to time.

This is the unique method of Xuyang Needling, don't think that acupuncture is simply piercing the body with silver needles.

If that is the case, it is not a cure, but a death.

It is said that acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine originated from the ancient witchcraft in China, and it is based on the five elements of the human body, yin and yang and other mysterious theories to treat diseases.

This is why Western medicine considers Chinese medicine to be a pseudoscience, because there are many inexplicable things in the theory and practice of Chinese medicine that cannot be explained by modern science at all.

Even Ye Rongrong, who has inherited all the knowledge of Chinese medicine, does not understand some principles of Chinese medicine.

If you insist on explaining, it will involve some myths and legends, but these are too unreal, and Ye Rongrong will not study further.

Ye Rongrong's acupuncture technique is not to pretend to be mysterious, nor is it to look good, but it is actually useful. Every movement, every technique, is to maximize the potential of Mr. Zhao, that is, to stimulate vitality .

As the silver needles were inserted into Mr. Zhao's body, Mr. Zhao's body functions were also changing.

Potential stimulates the five elements to generate each other, metal generates water, water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates metal.

The five elements circulate, and slowly the five elements of Mr. Zhao's body tend to be balanced, and new vitality begins to be born.

Gradually, Elder Zhao's complexion also began to change.

From the original black to pale.

Although his face looks pale and scary now, he can no longer see the lifelessness on Mr. Zhao's face.

"This……"

The health doctors who were treating Mr. Zhao took a deep breath at this time, with disbelief on their faces.

As a doctor, to be able to be a health care doctor for a big man like Mr. Zhao, his medical skills are naturally very powerful, and he is very familiar with Mr. Zhao's illness.

Everyone agreed very unanimously that Mr. Zhao would not survive this year, at most he would only have one month to live.

Don't talk about doctors, even ordinary people can tell that this old Zhao is really dying, because everyone can feel death in him.

This is the performance of the old man at the end of his life banquet. His face is lifeless, his body begins to harden, and his fingernails turn black.

But now it can be seen from the naked eye that Mr. Zhao has really improved.

Immediately, everyone looked at Ye Rongrong in awe.

This is really a miracle doctor!

"I just said, it will definitely do to honor him!"

Mr. Ma said with a happy face.

"You don't need to say it, everyone can see it!"

Mr. Zhang said with a smile.

The few old men who came today are all closely related to Mr. Zhao.

Now that Mr. Zhao is in good health, everyone is naturally happy.

"My grandson-in-law is the best!"

Mr. Liu said with some pride.

When this person is old, he likes to show off that his juniors are capable.

"What does it have to do with you? It's your granddaughter's fate. She ran away from home and met such a nice young man."

Elder Qin said with emotion.

In fact, my granddaughter is also pretty good, but it's a pity that there is no boy like Yue Shangye Rongrong who makes me very satisfied.

Now he is making friends with a warrior in college, which makes Mr. Qin very unhappy.

It's just that it's not like before. Arranged marriages are popular. Mr. Qin has also suffered from arranged marriages in his life, and he doesn't like arranged marriages very much.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and Mr. Qin doesn't care, just follow his granddaughter Qin Yue.

Qin Yue thought that her family didn't know about her relationship with Sun Yueyuan, but she was wrong.

For a top-level family like the Qin family, it is difficult for the family's elders to hide the fact that the children of the family are outside.

Especially when it comes to boyfriend and girlfriend.

It's just that the Qin family is more open-minded, and the family didn't intervene in this matter.

It was Qin Yue who scared herself.

"Hehe, be envious, it's a pity that such a capable young man is hard to find."

Mr. Liu said proudly.

...

The whole needling process lasted for more than two hours, after all, the growth process of this vitality is very slow.

"Hungry……"

At this time, Mr. Zhao struggled to make a sound.

"Did I hear you right? Mr. Zhao has spoken!"

"This... is this incredible?"

"My...my dad...he started talking!"

...

Except for Ye Rongrong, the whole room was so excited that it was hard for them to control themselves!

You must know that Mr. Zhao hasn't spoken since he had a stroke five years ago.

It's so exciting to be able to talk now.

Especially the members of the Zhao family, all of them had a look of joy on their faces.

The influence of this old man who can speak is completely different from that of the old man who cannot speak.

As long as my old man can speak, it is of great significance to the Zhao family.

"Quiet, don't disturb Ye Hospital's treatment!"

After reacting, the No. 2 chief hurriedly whispered to everyone.

As for Ye Rongrong's medical skills, now everyone has no doubts, because everyone can see that he can really cure Ye Rongrong's disease.

"Old man, drink up the bowl of ginseng soup."

Ye Rongrong picked up the ginseng soup that had been boiled and put it aside, and said to Mr. Zhao.

Ye Rongrong knew that Mr. Zhao could hear what he said.

"Ok!"

Elder Zhao nodded and drank the ginseng soup that Ye Rongrong brought over.

Because the stroke lasted for a long time, many parts of Mr. Zhao's body became severely rigid, and it was difficult for him to even eat.

In the past, they basically relied on the input of nutrient solution to maintain their lives.

It took more than ten minutes for Mr. Zhao to drink a bowl of ginseng soup.

The purpose of this ginseng soup is to use the vitality of old wild ginseng to supplement the nutrients needed by the human body.

Just now, Mr. Zhao was hungry because the five elements in his body were born together, consuming too much vitality, and now he needs to replenish it.

After drinking the ginseng, Ye Rongrong said to Zhao Lao: "Don't move, just sit quietly like this, I still need to give you an injection."

Speaking of which, Ye Rongrong quickly applied needles on Mr. Zhao's body, which was to promote the absorption of ginseng vitality by Mr. Zhao's body.

You must know that the hundred-year-old ginseng soup enters the stomach, and the medicinal power is very strong, if you don't use silver needles to guide the medicinal power.

As for Mr. Zhao's precarious body, how could he withstand the impact of the medicine.

Under Ye Rongrong's silver needle, the medicinal effect of ginseng decoction worked on every part of Mr. Zhao's body.

After more than an hour, the medicinal effect of the ginseng decoction was exhausted, and the vital energy in Mr. Zhao's body reached a state of balance.

Of course, this balance will be maintained by the century-old ginseng soup for a period of time to come.

Until the medicinal effect of this ginseng soup lost its effect on Mr. Zhao, who was exhausted.

At that time, even Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save him.

Because the oil is really exhausted and the lamp is dry, and it is no longer possible to generate vitality.

If you are not angry, it means that you have no vitality, and you will die at the end of your life.

Ye Rongrong observed the old man's complexion carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he felt relieved, took out the silver needle, and put it beside him.

"Doctor, am I cured?"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong pulled out all the silver needles, Mr. Zhao looked up at Ye Rongrong and asked.

"Dad, you can talk!"

"Dad, you are really kind!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

...

Before Ye Rongrong could speak, a group of Mr. Zhao's sons and daughters immediately surrounded him and said to Mr. Zhao.

It's been five years, a full five years, and this is the first time I've heard my father speak, and the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family are very excited.

"Mr. Zhao's illness has just been cured, and he needs to recuperate. He can't have too many emotional changes. The family members still need to pay attention."

Ye Rongrong saw a group of people from the Zhao family surrounding Mr. Zhao, so he hurriedly said.

This old Zhao has just recovered, so he really can't be emotional, especially for an old man of his age, he needs to rest.

"Oh."

Upon hearing Ye Rongrong's words, the Zhao family immediately dispersed, joking, their old man finally recovered from his illness, and if he was to be made sick again by his own family, it would be too late to regret.