Great Chinese Doctor

Chapter 173: Mr. Feng, who says one thing and means another

Hearing this, Mr. Feng became angry.

"You...you...don't respect the elderly..."

Seeing that their old man's chest was heaving with anger, the Feng family members were afraid that he would be provoked and have an attack, so they hurried forward, patted his back, helped him to calm down, and even looked at Qin Qingye in condemnation.

"Doctor Qin, although the old man speaks more directly, he is in poor health and has a bad temper. Please bear with me."

Qin Qing also shrugged. "Whether to treat or not, I'll go back if I don't want to. I don't have the mood to treat a patient who doesn't take his own body seriously. He won't listen anyway, so it's useless to treat him."

Feng Jingyao could see Qin Qingye's character. He was fearless and casual. Even though he knew his grandfather's identity, he still looked at him as if he were an ordinary person.

He pulled Qin Qingye's sleeve in a good-natured manner, lowered his voice and said gently, "Doctor Qin, thank you for your help. My grandfather's temper gets weirder as he gets older. As long as you don't provoke him to have an attack, you can say whatever you want, just don't go too far. However, Doctor Qin, please forgive my grandfather for being unreasonable for the sake of the reward. Feng Jingyao will be very grateful."

Hearing her good son's rebellious words, Feng's mother pretended not to hear anything and looked at Qin Qingye with the same pleading eyes.

Qin Qing naturally wouldn't bother with an old man.

She also noticed that the old man was somewhat arrogant, especially when he was scolding her. He didn't seem to be taking advantage of his age at all, but rather like a naughty child who didn't like injections or taking medicine.

"You two can discuss whether to treat it or not. If you want to treat it, don't waste time. I will treat it now."

Feng Jingyao knew that the old man loved face the most. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Treat him. Grandpa, don't be so willful and let Old Fu see the fun. Besides, if you are sick, you have to see a doctor. You are so reluctant. Are you afraid of injections and medicine?"

"You little bastard, you're so bold that you actually dare to talk to your grandfather like that. Humph, you are an unfilial descendant." Old Master Feng was furious. He glanced at Qin Qingye who was watching the show next to him and added, "Just like this stinky girl."

Qin Qing also said "Hey", what had she done to offend anyone? "I am indeed unfilial. I am the only one left in my family." Who could she be filial to?

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent. Perhaps because he felt that he had touched upon the little girl's sore spot, Mr. Feng suddenly became obedient.

Seeing that Grandpa had finally calmed down, Feng Jingyao helped Qin Qing to change the subject. He quickly reminded her, "Doctor Qin, please check on Grandpa now, otherwise he will make a scene again after he recovers."

Qin Qing also thought it was feasible, so he quickly took out his silver needle and pierced it into a certain acupuncture point on Grandpa Feng's body. In an instant, Grandpa Feng's body froze like a sculpture, motionless.

"Huh? What's going on? Dad seems to be motionless..."

Qin Qing also hurriedly comforted him, "Don't panic, I just pierced his acupuncture points to make him unable to move. Otherwise, I'm afraid that he might suddenly move while I'm acupuncturing him, and that would be difficult to deal with."

After hearing what Qin Qing said, the Feng family was still uneasy, but when they saw that Grandpa Feng had no other adverse reactions except being unable to move, they felt relieved.

Feng Jingyao stared closely at Qin Qingye's every move, fearing that anything might go wrong.

She gently twisted the silver needle, the tip of the needle flashed coldly in the sunlight, her eyes were focused and deep, and her movements when applying the acupuncture were as smooth as flowing water, extremely graceful.

Her hands were like a dancer dancing in the air. Every wave and every fall was full of rhythm and beauty, which made everyone intoxicated.

Feng Jingyao was lucky because he had seen her perform the Thirteen Ghost Needles before. Her technique was strange and unpredictable, so he was mentally prepared.

But it was the first time for the other people in the Feng family to see such exquisite acupuncture skills. They couldn't help but widen their eyes and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Qin Qingye's concentration.

Watching her movements being quick and steady, it seemed as if the silver needles in her hands had become spiritual and could automatically find the acupuncture points in the body that needed to be adjusted.

"How amazing!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"What kind of needlework is this? It looks vague and mysterious, so complex and changeable..." Feng's mother couldn't help but ask the person next to her in a low voice, her eyes full of wonder and awe.

"This is my unique acupuncture method, called 'Taiyi Acupuncture', which can regulate the patient's qi and blood and dredge the meridians in the shortest possible time." Feng Jingyao explained softly, his eyes never leaving Qin Qingye's actions.

"Although cerebral thrombosis is a long-term treatment process, it is not incurable. There is also hemiplegia caused by stroke, which is relatively easy to treat. However, I still suggest that you find an old Chinese doctor. I will write down all the acupuncture procedures that will be required later. Even if I don't come, there will be someone to help take care of you."

"correct."

Qin Qing also looked at Feng Jingyao, "The old Chinese doctor in the clinic, please invite him over when the time comes. I will teach him your grandfather's acupuncture method, and let him learn it. Then let him give acupuncture to the old man for the next six months."

Although she could make the old man's health improve immediately, she still understood the principle of being in possession of a treasure. If she was discovered, her life in the future would not be easy.

She didn't want to put herself in danger.

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Qing also removed all the silver needles from Grandpa Feng's body. Everyone stared at the old man closely, fearing that they would miss out on important information, which made the old man angry.

"What are you looking at? Go away, go away, you are all so troublesome..."

Seeing that his grandfather was starting to lose his temper again, Feng Jingyao hurried forward to comfort him.

"Grandpa, you just went through treatment and need to rest. Don't get angry easily. You should control your temper. Otherwise, if you make the other person angry, where can we find another good doctor like him? Or do you not want a healthy body anymore?"

Old Master Feng glared at Feng Jingyao, and his anger gradually subsided. He knew that Feng Jingyao was doing this for his own good, and he also knew that he needed to control his temper, so he just went along with her preferences.

"Okay, that's all for today's treatment. I can still stay here for five or six days. During this time, I will take good care of the old man's body."

"Okay, please!"

Qin Qing also waved her hand and took back all the silver needles. Her speed was as fast as lightning. No one even knew how she moved her hand. All the silver needles that had been inserted into Old Man Feng fell into her hands.

This move left everyone with a mysterious and noble image.

An elder of the Feng family said, "Okay, since the old man is fine, let's all go and let grandpa have a good rest."

Everyone nodded and left.

When Mr. Fu saw Qin Qingye's move, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. It was not that he had any bad ideas, but it would be a great loss if he did not make friends with such a miracle doctor.

After all, the other party is a miracle doctor. Although I don't know if he can revive the dead, people will always grow old, get sick and die. Having a miracle doctor by your side means you have one more life...