C13 Treatment

He, Cheng Haonan, had almost given up on his own body, but now someone had suddenly given him hope. It was as if a person who was about to fall off a cliff suddenly discovered that there was a tree under their feet that could save their lives. How much hope it would give him.

But if this tree is just a crooked one, hope becomes despair. This sort of pain was even more painful than falling into a cliff directly.

Wang Fann's body trembled as he felt the aura of someone superior to him. He was so pressured that he was on the verge of losing his breath, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

He took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I will do as I said. Do you have any silver needles here? "

"Yes!" Zhou Hai quickly took out a set of silk parcels from the cabinet.

Wang Fann couldn't help but take a deep breath when he opened it. It was so terrifying that all 12 needles were actually made of gold. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to buy it for hundreds of thousands of dollars. This Cheng Haonan is really rich?

"Can this needle work?" Zhou Hai asked, and at the same time, looked at Wang Fann who was in front of him with curiosity. He looked to be in his early 20s. Did he really know how to use the needle?

Acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine had its own way of doing things, and it took a lot of effort to do so. The younger one couldn't control the strength well, and the weaker one couldn't grasp the acupoints. Zhou Hai himself was born in a traditional Chinese medical family, and he had seen the light before he was young. The older ones didn't have that much energy.

Wang Fann said to Cheng Haonan who was beside him: "Take off your clothes now."

Looking at the blade scars on Cheng Haonan's body, he looked like a beast. It was terrifyingly malevolent, shocking to the extreme. Wang Fann could not help but take a deep breath.

"How is it, little brother? You're scared!" Cheng Haonan laughed. The injuries he had sustained in his youth had been from a struggle.

"That's impossible! It's just some wounds. " Wang Fann said calmly.

"Huh?" Seeing that Wang Fann was able to recover so quickly, he was not scared by his own wound. Cheng Haonan was a little interested, who knew how many people fainted from his wounds for the first time, yet this young man calmed himself down so quickly.

Wang Fann tried his best to take a deep breath, to quickly recall the memories in his mind. The image of Hua Tuo using the needles was like a movie, repeated in his mind. And at that moment, he also felt like he had become Hua Tuo!

"It's starting!" At this moment, Wang Fann became Hua Tuo.

A pair of hands quickly picked up one golden needle after another, and without hesitation, they pierced Cheng Haonan's acupoints. His movements were fluid and without any delay.

Following after each of Wang Fann's needles, Cheng Haonan could feel a trace of warmth in his body. This warmth had been flowing within his body from the smallest details at the start to the present, and it had grown bigger and bigger. His entire body felt comfortable, as if he was in a hot spring. His lower body had unknowingly hardened and reformed the masculinity of a man.

At the side, Zhou Hai, who was curious at the start, was completely shocked.

"The Nine Rhythm Needles … It's the long-lost Nine Rhythm Needles!" Zhou Hai opened his eyes wide, both of his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The Nine Rhythm Needles are the treasure of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine, but they have been lost for over a hundred years. Zhou Hai only found out about it from an ancient book. He thought that he would never be able to see the Nine Rhythm Needles again in his whole life.

But unexpectedly, he had witnessed it from the hands of a person in his twenties. For a moment, Zhou Hai's heart surged with emotions as he began to guess Wang Fann's origins.

Was he a disciple of the hermit's medicine family?

After the last needle was inserted, Wang Fann let out a heavy sigh. Using the entire set of nine songs was a huge drain on one's energy. Wang Fann felt weak, as though he had been starved for a long time, and sat on the chair.

Zhou Hai respectfully gave his a cup of sweet potato.

Wang Fann received it and said: "Thank you!" Wang Fann immediately gulped it down and felt the hunger in his body lessen.

"Brother, may I ask which family you are from?" Zhou Hai asked respectfully. Because, in Zhou Hai's heart, a person who possessed such medical skills at such a young age, was definitely the descendant of a hermit family.

Wang Fann could not help but be taken aback. What did he mean? Ask yourself which family's descendant you are from and give your boss acupuncture. Shouldn't you ask yourself about your boss?

Wang Fann thought, if one were to say his medical skills, he was Hua Tuo's direct disciple. But Wang Fann knew that no one would believe him even if he said it out loud.

However, Wang Fann knew that this was the time to act tough, and the more ambiguous his reply, the better. Therefore, Wang Fann put on the appearance of an expert: "I come from Wang Family!"

"Wang Family?" Millions of ideas started to form in Zhou Hai's mind. But he couldn't think of any information at all.

Seeing Zhou Hai's frown, Wang Fann felt that he had to look like a master more thoroughly. Acting tough had its own style, he pointed to Cheng Haonan and said: "I am Wang Fann, this sir might need some time to wake up. When the time comes, you can just pull out the needle. "Now that I have revealed my purpose for coming here, I need about 200,000 medicinal herbs."

"200,000 medicinal herbs?" In his heart, Zhou Hai believed that Wang Fann came from some large medical family that didn't allow others to take so many medicinal ingredients.

"Alright, I will prepare it immediately. But with so many medicinal ingredients, do you want me to gift them to you? Should I leave a number and address in the Brother Wang? " Zhou Hai laughed. In reality, he had played a trick. He left Wang Fann's number to find a way to contact him in the future. He also wanted to know Wang Fann's address.

"Wang Fann laughed, of course he knew what Zhou Hai was planning. Two hundred thousand spiritual herbs, send it to me... The phone number is... " Wang Fann gave him his current rented apartment, so he wouldn't be able to take out the 200 thousand yuan worth of medicinal ingredients. In any case, he was going to move out of the rented house, so everyone would know about it.

"Yes, yes. I'll send someone to deliver it immediately. " Zhou Hai asked as if he had obtained a treasure.

Wang Fann swiped his card, but just sold himself to Wan Yuvyuv for 200 thousand, and that was it. Wang Fann wanted to cry. He wanted to sell himself for money! Was it easy for him to be the Group Owner of a Universal Red Packet Group?

The grudges looked at the smiling Zhou Hai, you son of a bitch, am I not an expert? I didn't even ask for money to treat your boss, so you shouldn't have given me a free ride.

"By the way, this gentleman's illness has asked him to come here next week at this time. I'll treat him later." With that, Wang Fann turned and left with the look of an expert.

"..."

"Mr. Cheng, this is Wang Fann's phone number and address. And he said he would come at the same time next week. " Zhou Hai took out a piece of paper and said.

"Wang Fann!" Cheng Haonan's eyes flashed as he felt his body functions recover. After so many years, he had finally found a cure for himself.

"Zhou Hai, go and ask around for this Wang Fann." Cheng Haonan thought for a while and said, "Don't let him find out, we have to proceed in secret."