Chapter 31

"I don't know what to call this little brother?"

Yan Dongyang knows that most of the people who dare to kick the hall have some skills. He can ask their names if he has heard of them.

Lin Tian replied with a smile: "Lin Tian, a forest of double trees, a lawless day."

"What a lawless man." Yan Dongyang raised his head and laughed a few times. He extended his hand to Lin Tian and said, "it's not convenient to talk in the hall. Let's go to the room to talk!"

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that there were all kinds of medical equipment and traditional Chinese medicine in the room, and there were huge pictures of human organs and acupoints hanging on the wall.

After sweeping around the furnishings, Yan Dongyang took out a red envelope from the drawer of the excellent mahogany cabinet and handed it to him.

Spend a little money to buy peace. Yan Dongyang is never stingy. Since Lin Tian knows Chinese medicine, he can't figure out the origin of this boy for a moment. If he wants to live in a crouching tiger, Hidden Dragon place like Yanjing, it's better to make less trouble.

Seeing that he had misunderstood his intention, Lin Tian pushed aside the red envelope and said, "I'm not here to make trouble, but to ask Master Yan Yangxian something."

"Isn't that trouble?" Yan Dongyang didn't want to ask Lin Tian's boy to kick the hall, but he had to complain to his father. He was very unhappy, and his tone was obviously unhappy. He said: "my father is old and seldom walks around, unless someone can get into his father's eyes

"That's strange!" Lin Tian smiles a little and says: "how can you count Yan Lao's eyes?"

Yan Dongyang saw that Lin Tian didn't know the superiority of heaven and earth. He said with a contemptuous smile, "my father is very interested in the young generation who can master traditional Chinese medicine recently. Well, as long as you can pass my level, my father is willing to see you“

Lin Tian frowned and asked, "what is it“

"To make friends with doctors is, of course, to win with skills!" What Yan Dongyang said is that he just wants Lin Tian to retreat in the face of difficulties. He doesn't want to stay here forever.

Lin Tian didn't think about it. He nodded and said, "of course, I don't know what to compare?"

"Acupuncture." Yan Dongyang's best needling skill is his family's unique Taiji Liuhe needling skill. Although it's far from master Yan's time, it should be more than enough to deal with Lin Tian, a suckling yellow haired boy.

"Yes." Lin Tian's response to the ancient well without waves.

When Yan Dongyang saw his promise, he could not help showing a smile of contempt. He said to the hall outside: "the inner room is narrow, activities are not open, and the hall outside is spacious. How about we compete in the hall?"

Lin Tian didn't speak, nodded and walked towards the hall behind Yan Dongyang.

They go back to the hall. Yan Dongyang's disciples have long heard the news and gather in the hall to wait for their master. Xiao ling'er and Xu Xu can see that Lin Tian comes back undamaged and is secretly relieved.

The patients in the hall didn't leave. On the contrary, the crowds of onlookers gathered more and more. The disciples had to disperse the crowd and make room for them to compete.

Yan Dongyang told his disciples to select six of them from the patients, and told them that the master of the library treated them personally. When the patients heard the good news that they couldn't wait in line on weekdays, it fell on them today. They would not agree and happily accepted Yan Dongyang's arrangement.

At the beginning of the competition, Yan Dongyang was not polite. Without even calling, he went to a stout man and asked, "what's wrong with you?"

"Lumbar disc protrusion, Dr. Yan, your apprentice has just treated me." The stout man replied.

Yan Dongyang pointed to the nearby bed and said, "lie down and take off your clothes."

The chubby man walked over, took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. He was also an old patient of miaowutang. It was not good for him to receive the treatment of doctor Yan's Apprentice on weekdays. Today, the owner of the museum had a chance to go out in person.

Yan Dongyang took out three silver needles from the syringe and sterilized them with alcohol. He skillfully pressed the silver needles with his fingers, corresponding to sanjiaoshu, qihaishu and Yaoyangguan. At the same time, he made the needle tip penetrate into the subcutaneous, accurate to millimeter.

Three up and three down, three up and three down, in order to cycle several times, lying on the bed of the squat man seems to have no consciousness, lying on the bed motionless, breath uniform, no pain.

Expert a hand, will know if there is, Yan Dongyang's needling technique let Lin Tian in front of a bright, so big hall only listen to him one person said: "Taiji six and needling."

Taiji Liuhe acupuncture was created by Yan Dongyang's grandfather's grandfather. At that time, he was a full-time imperial doctor in Kangxi of Qing Dynasty. He loved Taoist culture very much. In his daily practice, he combined acupuncture with Chinese Taoist culture and Taoist medical techniques. He took Yijing, Taiji, Bagua and ancient Taoism as his acupuncture position, and took five shape Bagua as his acupuncture position, which were divided into qiangua, kungua, Zhengua, xunggua, kangua, ligua, gengua Change the hexagram.

According to different diseases, different acupuncture methods are used. Yan Dongyang now uses qiangua. Lin Tian understands that qiangua is to cure Tianzheng, including head and neck brain diseases, cervical spondylosis, lumbar spondylosis, sciatica, arthritis and other diseases.

"Yan Dongyang is really not a wave of fame." Lin Tian said in his heart.

Yan Dongyang's disciples listened to the words of just gifted Lin Tianchang, who was so powerful that they couldn't miss such a good chance of sarcasm.

"Boy, are you afraid? It's too late. Do you want to challenge our librarian with your skill? It's just too much for me. "

"It was like something just now. Now it doesn't look great."

“……”

Yan Dongyang's disciples are bombarding Lin Tian because of the large number of people, but Lin Tian doesn't pay much attention to Yan Dongyang's needling. He is angry with the permission, but he asks Xiao ling'er in a loud voice: "sister ling'er, I can't breathe any more. I'm going to be smoked by them if I flatter you..."

"Yes? I think the master of Yan's library is very willing to listen to it. " Xiao ling'er said.

"Ouch!"

Just now, a comfortable short fat man who was about to fall asleep suddenly called. He turned to look at Yan Dongyang in a hurry. Yan Dongyang calmed down his sullen look and said to the short fat man, "don't move. It will be fine in a while."

Yan Dongyang spoke easily, but Lin Tian knew that it was Xiao ling'er's words just now that made him make a mistake. This also showed that Yan Dongyang's psychological quality was too bad. Lin Tian clearly remembered that the old man told him that the most important thing for a doctor was courage, carefulness, and stability. He had Taishan's determination.

Just now Xiao ling'er just a joke let him confused, this competition, Lin Tian heart already had the result.

Lin Tian shakes his head and sighs, which makes Yan Dongyang very upset. He also knows that his old faults have been committed again, and he can't help hating Lin Tian.

He was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes in his hands. With the lesson he had just taught, he had to bear it for the sake of the century old name of miaohutang.

Yan Dongyang's five shape and eight trigrams needle has been practiced for a long time. It's just like you long. Feilong applies needles to the big points on the back of the short and fat man. His skillful technique is full of ornamental. People in the hall are attracted by him unconsciously. Even if he and Xiao ling'er can't care to quarrel with others any more, so they concentrate on it.

As time went by, some fine beads of sweat appeared on Yan Dongyang's forehead, and he still dared not stop on his hands to finish the injury of the short and fat man.

"All right!"

Yan Dongyang finished with the last needle of Liangyi and Sixiang. He took the needle away from the short man's body, wiped it with alcohol and put it into the syringe. People around him applauded Yan Dongyang's exquisite skills.

A bright eyed, bright toothed, smart looking female disciple took the opportunity to bring the basin to Yan Dongyang. She said with a smile, "master, you've worked hard."

"Put on your clothes so that you don't catch cold." Yan Dongyang took over his apprentice and handed him a towel. After wiping it on his face, he said to the stout man.

The short and fat man got up, dressed smartly, stood up, shook his waist and said with a surprise: "OK, OK, it doesn't hurt at last! Thank you, master Yan. Thank you, master Yan. "