"The patient is here. Doctor Liu, please take a look at what disease he has." The shopkeeper surnamed Hou led Doctor Liu to the bedside and moved a stool for him to sit down.
Doctor Liu carefully examined Shen Luo's complexion, then took Shen Luo's wrist and carefully felt his pulse, and soon he let out a light exclamation.
"Brother Liu, is this young man's condition very serious?" the shopkeeper surnamed Hou asked hurriedly.
"The pulse is weak and disordered, and the triple-burner is out of balance. It is indeed quite serious. This kind of pulse is often seen in dying elderly people. It is really strange that this young man has such a condition at such a young age." Doctor Liu said solemnly.
"Dying..." The shopkeeper surnamed Hou couldn't help but frown.
The same went for the three guys, especially the third one, who had a sad face.
The red-shirted woman at the back crossed her arms and looked at the shopkeeper surnamed Hou with sneer, as if expressing her previous dissatisfaction.
"Brother Liu, this young man is a customer of my store. Please do your best to treat him." The shopkeeper surnamed Hou said with a bow.
"Brother Hou, I'm not trying to shirk responsibility, but I've never seen this young man's condition before, so I really don't know where to start." Doctor Liu said helplessly.
The shopkeeper surnamed Hou was silent for a moment and then sighed.
Doctor Liu is already the best doctor in town. It seems that this handsome young man is really no good.
"Forget about it if you can't cure him. The three of you should quickly carry this man out of the back door. Don't let him die in the store. It's unlucky." The woman in red said.
The shopkeeper surnamed Hou's face darkened and he was about to speak.
"Needle...Tiantu..." A weak voice suddenly sounded.
Several people in the room looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Shen Luo speaking with difficulty, and they were all shocked.
"What did you say?" Doctor Liu stood up and put his ear close to Shen Luo.
"Tian Tu... Tian Tu..." Shen Luo spoke again.
This time the sound was a little louder and everyone present heard it.
"Do you want me to give you acupuncture on your Tiantu point?" Doctor Liu asked after a moment of hesitation.
Shen Luo nodded very slowly.
Doctor Liu frowned, turned to look at the shopkeeper surnamed Hou, and said, "Brother Hou, this little brother is a customer of your shop, what do you say we should do?"
"Brother Liu, this young man doesn't look like an ordinary person. Maybe he knows how to treat the disease. You can try it." The shopkeeper surnamed Hou was silent for a moment, then spoke through gritted teeth.
"What if something bad happens?" the red-shirted woman behind said coldly.
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I, Hou, cannot stand by and watch someone die. Brother Liu, please." said the shopkeeper surnamed Hou.
The woman in red wanted to say something, but she didn't speak in the end.
Doctor Liu nodded, undressed Shen Luo, then took out a set of needles, pulled out a silver needle, and inserted it into the Tiantu point on Shen Luo's abdomen.
"Moisture..." Shen Luo spoke again.
Doctor Liu glanced at Shen Luo and performed acupuncture according to the regulations.
"Guan Yuan..." Shen Luo spoke slowly and listed eighteen acupoints in succession. These were exactly the eighteen places that Master Feng Yang had used acupuncture to treat him before.
He had been ill since childhood and had become a good doctor through long-term illness. He was very familiar with the acupuncture points on the human body. Although he did not look at them carefully that day, remembering these eighteen acupuncture points was a piece of cake for him.