Huo Yao is wearing a khaki sweater today, paired with jeans, the sleeves at the wrists are rolled up, revealing the white shirt cuffs inside, the image of a female college student is very obvious.
Although Wang already knew from Li Fang and Fang Chen that the other party was a college student, after seeing him with his own eyes, he still felt unable to digest the fact.
This is really too young!
His granddaughters were all older than her.
Facing Wang Lao's gaze, Huo Yao just nodded to him calmly, and then greeted Li Fang who was beside him: "Li Lao."
Her facial features were originally very delicate, and she looked as calm and generous as when she first saw her. Li Fang smiled slightly, and after calling Xiao Huo, he pointed to Old Wang beside him, " This is Mr. Wang, who is also the president of the Pharmacist Association."
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Huo Yao was thoughtful, and then called out: "Hello."
He was humble and silent, and didn't change just because he heard that the other party was the president of the Pharmacist Association.
As if this is just an ordinary old man.
Seeing this, Mr. Wang was slightly surprised. He had seen all kinds of people, and most of them would become awed or flattered when they heard his identity. There were only a few people who were so calm. indivual.
Li Fang coughed, interrupted Mr. Wang's scrutiny, and said, "Go in and talk."
After speaking, he led the people inside.
Mr. Wang sighed a little, but he stood aside and waited for Huo Yao to go in before walking slowly behind, raising his eyes to look at Huo Yao's back from time to time.
Lao Li's medicine was really made by this girl
A group of people entered the hall and sat down.
Huo Yao didn't say too much nonsense, and directly took Li Fang's pulse first.
Her physical condition was as expected, and the active virion had been controlled to a critical point by the drug. Huo Yao withdrew her hand and took out the parchment from her bag.
Inside were her needles and threads.
Elder Wang next to him was holding a teacup. Although he was drinking tea, his attention was always on Huo Yao. When he saw the very slender gold thread she took out, he was a little dazed.
Huo Yao didn't pay attention to Mr. Wang's expression. After disinfecting the gold thread and silver needle one by one, he let Mr. Li lie flat on the sofa, wrapped his fingers around the gold thread a few times, and looked at Mr. Li: "I'm going to give you Needling, the process may be a little painful."
Old Li unbuttoned his shirt, "It's okay, I can take it too."
Huo Yao glanced at him, pressed his fingers lightly on several acupuncture points, and then took up the silver needles to seal the large acupuncture points. The gold thread wrapped around his fingers seemed as soft as hair, but in the next instant It easily pierced the skin.
With the movement of the fingertips on the skin, the gold thread entered the blood vessels bit by bit, and then to the veins near the heart, forcing the toxins that had been separated with drugs to the shoulders.
Huo Yao's technique is very proficient. When the golden thread enters the heart, there is almost no trembling or pause, and the veins near the heart are wrapped and intersected. The strength is important, and the golden thread is very easy to break. If the force is light, it will not work normally. .
This made Mr. Wang, who was familiar with acupuncture and moxibustion, very shocked when he saw this scene.
He had never seen such a weird acupuncture method.
In ancient times, there was indeed a gold thread acupuncture method, but it is said that it is extremely difficult to know, and it has almost been lost long ago. Therefore, most of the methods that have been handed down are the ordinary methods of pricking acupuncture points with silver needles.
Mr. Wang is not sure if this is the lost golden thread acupuncture method, but judging from the young girl's proficient technique, it is beyond his reach.
(end of this chapter)