TDDDMFM Chapter 3
Zhou Xiaobei shamelessly dragged the old man and Yan Bingxue to the millstone at the village entrance. He jumped onto the millstone and sat down, eagerly looking at Yan Bingxue. "Miss, don't joke with me. Although I like to laugh, I don't like being fooled."
Yan Bingxue: "..."
"I'm not interested in joking with you either. I'll give you half of the one million now as a deposit. Once my grandfather's illness is cured, I'll transfer the other half to you. Just give me your bank card number."
Yan Bingxue was unusually straightforward, taking out her phone to transfer money on the spot.
"Wait, wait, hold on!" Zhou Xiaobei quickly stopped her. "Don't be in such a rush. I don't have a bank card. How about this, you hold onto the one million for now. When I cure your grandfather's illness, you can pay me then."
"Old man, let's go, let's go see the doctor!"
Zhou Xiaobei grabbed the old man, looking worried as if afraid the big deal would slip away.
This time when they came down from the mountain, besides giving him a bunch of tokens of unknown use, his masters also gave him a black bank card. Fifth Master said it was the Centurion Card from Citibank in the USA, and he could use it however he wanted. But...
What was Citibank?
What was a Centurion Card?
Just hearing the names didn't sound reliable, so Zhou Xiaobei thought it was better to earn some usable money himself, feeling more secure that way.
After arriving in Fragrant City, even if he couldn't find the person his master mentioned, Shen Xinmin, he wouldn't have to sleep on the streets!
Opening his luggage, Zhou Xiaobei rummaged through a pile of miscellaneous items and pulled out an antique-looking small box. When he opened it, golden light shimmered, revealing rows of golden embroidered needles lying quietly inside.
Golden needles!
The old man's expression changed slightly, his mind becoming calm.
In ancient times, using golden needles to stimulate acupoints was a very advanced method. Only highly skilled medical practitioners dared to use golden needles to treat patients.
The old man smiled gently and said, "I'm Yan Shikai. This is my granddaughter Yan Bingxue. May I ask for the young man's full name?"
"My full name doesn't matter much. I'm Zhou Xiaobei."
Zhou Xiaobei picked up a three-inch golden needle and skillfully inserted it into Yan Shikai's acupoint through his clothes, without even looking.
Yan Bingxue watched Zhou Xiaobei's calm and skillful movements with astonishment and trepidation.
She was really afraid that Zhou Xiaobei would be reckless and accidentally harm her grandfather.
"Um..."
At the same time, Yan Shikai felt a buzzing sensation all over his body, accompanied by an unbearable pain.
"Don't move!"
Zhou Xiaobei said coldly, "I'm using acupuncture points known as death points on your body. Although they're dangerous, sometimes stimulating them can have miraculous effects on severe illnesses."
Yan Bingxue's face turned pale, and she said sharply, "Are you sure you won't kill my grandfather? I warn you, if anything happens to my grandfather, I won't let you off!"
"I'm telling you, can you stop being so jumpy? If you don't trust me, should I leave?"
Yan Bingxue: "..."
Zhou Xiaobei glanced at Yan Bingxue and patiently explained, "This is called the Thirteen Ghosts Needle technique, a miraculous method used to revive the dead. I wouldn't use it on ordinary people. You and your grandfather are lucky today. Open your titanium alloy eyes and watch carefully!"
While speaking, Zhou Xiaobei's movements were like those of a deity. He continuously inserted golden needles into various major acupoints on Yan Shikai's body. In the blink of an eye, nine needles had been inserted. At this point, Yan Shikai was already in unbearable pain, unable to help but groan.
"Grandpa..."
Yan Bingxue was so anxious that tears were about to fall.
The bodyguards on both sides were also tense, keeping a close eye on Zhou Xiaobei.
“If you call, what?”
Zhou Xiaobei said coldly, “This is a normal phenomenon. I used the consecutive nine needles technique from the Thirteen Ghosts Needle, derived from the method of boiling oil with intense fire mentioned in the Wang Xuan Neijing. Boiling oil with intense fire can indeed be uncomfortable, but the phoenix bathes in fire to be reborn. Look, isn't the old man's complexion much better now?”
The Thirteen Ghosts Needle technique, as the name suggests, consists of thirteen needles, but Zhou Xiaobei only used nine needles this time.
However, it was enough to work wonders.
As for the remaining four needles, each one was a heavenly technique not to be taken lightly.
Yan Bingxue was stunned, but upon closer inspection, it was true—her grandfather's complexion had indeed improved significantly.
The gloomy aura between his eyebrows had diminished a lot!
“Grandpa, how do you feel?”
Yan Bingxue nervously asked Yan Shikai, worried.
“Although it's a bit painful, it feels like my body is being roasted by a fireball, but... don't worry, Snow, Grandpa is fine. Bitter medicine is good for health. We must trust Dr. Zhou Xiaobei.”
Yan Shikai endured the intense pain and said.
After Zhou Xiaobei inserted the needles, he left them in for ten minutes, then removed them one by one. Finally, he took out a jade bottle, opened it, and placed it under Yan Shikai's nose. “Here, take a deep breath.”
Yan Shikai took a deep breath, and a faint medicinal fragrance emanated from the bottle. As he inhaled deeply, the fragrance entered his body, and a cool air flow surged through his limbs, dispelling the burning pain.
Feeling comfortable, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After about five minutes, Zhou Xiaobei patted the old man's shoulder. “Old man, your illness is cured!”
“Grandpa, how do you feel?”
Yan Bingxue asked anxiously.
Yan Shikai opened his eyes and nodded. “Comfortable, from the inside out, comfortable. It feels like soaking in a hot spring all night, warm and cozy all over. Perfect!”
He had pancreatic cancer, and it was already in the late stage. The cancer cells had spread throughout his body, causing him great suffering. This time, he had come to Fuxi Village with his granddaughter, enduring immense pain. However, after Zhou Xiaobei's treatment, he found that not only was the pain gone, but his whole body felt inexplicably comfortable.
It was simply miraculous!
“Dr... no, Dr. Zhou Xiaobei, my illness is really cured!”
The old man was both surprised and overjoyed.
Zhou Xiaobei said, “It's almost done. I'll write you a prescription later. Take it regularly, and in another week, you should be completely healed.”
“Amazing, amazing, it's simply amazing!”
Yan Shikai was excited beyond words.
To treat this illness, he had traveled far and wide, consulted countless doctors and experts, but to no avail. As his condition worsened, he thought this time would be futile as well. However, Zhou Xiaobei had cured him with just a few needles.
“Old man, you can pay now!”
Qi Yuan reached out to Yan Shikai.
Yan Shikai nodded with a smile. “Sure, no problem. But Dr. Zhou Xiaobei, may I ask where you're going since you mentioned you're going on a trip?”
“To Fragrant City.”
Zhou Xiaobei said.
The old man slapped his thigh. “What a coincidence! We're from Fragrant City. If Dr. Zhou Xiaobei doesn't mind, why don't you come back to Fragrant City with us? We'll have someone to take care of you on the way!”
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