Xu Xiaole finally got on the sea boat safely and started a bumpy journey to Leizhou. He thought that the days on the boat would be very boring, but who knew that there were many passengers on the boat like him. Most of them were children of merchants who were escorting the boat. Although they were just unhelpful children and nephews of the boss, they did some rough errands, but their daily life was far more expensive than ordinary people.

Xu Xiaole has seen officials and princes' pomp, and his purse is full of money and will not be short of money. Therefore, he doesn't think that these people are of great significance, but unexpectedly, the merchants in Fujian Province are so rich.

The days at sea are still boring after all, and the cabin is pitifully small. On this day, Xu Xiaole practiced guidance in the gaps in the cabin, wiping his body with a dry cotton towel while talking to Pipi. Pipi has become more and more angry in the past few days, and is obviously very resistant to sailing. Xiaole added fifty taels of silver to the boss of the ship so that Pipi could move around in the cabin, and would not be caught by those vicious sailors, peeling off the bones and making it into soup - these lucky guys really eat everything!

"Doctor Xu! I found you. I dare to ask you to move and see my young master." An old man rushed into the cabin and interrupted Xu Xiaole and Pipi's chat.

Xu Xiaole and Pipi turned their heads at the same time, scaring the old man almost fell.

Xu Xiaole said, "What's wrong with Mr. Sun?" He put on his clothes while saying that Mr. Sun had drunk twice and ate other people's good wine and food. Since he was sick, he was of course responsible.

Old Cang said with a bitter face: "I was fine last night, but I suddenly coughed early this morning. I coughed until now, so I can't get up." He thought of the bumpy and windy boat, and the living environment was more than a thousand times worse than that of the family. The young master was weak. If he couldn't resist, what should he do? His sincere expectations fell on doctor Xu Xiaole.

Xu Xiaole was quite low-key after getting on the boat. How could his true identity be promoted everywhere? Therefore, he only said that he was a doctor who went to Leizhou to increase his knowledge. As for the official department and the Imperial Hospital, he could not mention it in a word. Therefore, Mr. Sun and his servant knew that Xu Xiaole was a doctor, but he didn't know that he was such a great doctor. He came to him only if he couldn't stand it. He was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

Xu Xiaole was not pretentious. After putting on her clothes, she went to Mr. Sun's cabin with Lao Cangtou.

Mr. Sun is the nephew of a wealthy Fujian merchant. He may have made a living on this business road in the future. He did not expect that his life would suddenly start to ill as soon as he set sail. He was about to die on the ship. He couldn't help but feel sad. He coughed again, and he felt heart-wrenchingly painful.

When Mr. Sun heard Xu Xiaole come in, he barely wanted to sit up.

Xu Xiaole stepped forward and pressed Mr. Sun: "Brother Sun just lie down." He rubbed his hands, rubbed his fingertips, and was about to put his hand into the quilt to take his pulse when he heard footsteps coming from outside. The sound was another old servant of the Sun family, with a strong man.

The strong man was dressed in a strong outfit and had a handsome face. He was about 40 years old, so-called "old white-faced".

The old servant said, "I asked this brave man Dong to treat the young master."

Xu Xiaole's hand froze, stood up and said, "Who will do this...?"

The old Cangtou, who invited Xu Xiaole, was not as high as the old servant, and he blushed and did not dare to speak.

Mr. Sun turned his head slightly, coughed twice before saying, "Thank you Brother Dong for your help. Isn't Brother Dong good at swords and shields..." As he said that, he coughed violently again.

The Dong Zhuangshi said, "Dong wandered around the world and established himself with a knife and shield. However, when he was a young man, he had taught acupuncture techniques and never slacked off. The day before yesterday, he was thanked by Mr. Sun's food and drink. Since he heard that the young master was in trouble, how could he stand by and watch?" He glanced at Xu Xiaole, full of distrust of such a young doctor. However, he was still very polite in his old man.

He said, "Doctor Xu, Dong has always heard that you have great medical skills, but there is no medicinal material for you to treat your illness in this vast ocean? Let Dong come."

When Xu Xiaole heard this, it made sense. He is a doctor of prescriptions and has the highest status in the medical ecosystem. However, there is also a problem. If the medicine is not good, what can I do if my medical skills are high? Can I just talk to the patient about medical reason and the disease will be cured?

Although the sea boat is large, every inch of space is precious, so naturally I will not bring various drugs. At most, it is just patent medicine for common diseases. However, what Mr. Sun got this time was not common diseases, and those patent medicines were useless.

Xu Xiaole had no choice but to get up and move out of the way.

Mr. Dong stepped forward, took out a cloth bag from his arms, spread it gently, and there was a cotton pad inside, with more than a dozen needles of different sizes inserted vertically. Some were long and short, some were thick and some were thin, gold, silver, copper and iron, and even the tips of the needles were made into various shapes, which were all made.

Xu Xiaole glanced and saw that this was a complete set of nine needles. Judging from the quality of the needles, it was no less than that used by the doctors of the acupuncture department of the Imperial Hospital. It seems that Dong Zhuangshi said that his acupuncture method was not a lie.

Xu Xiaole's past few months of traveling around the world, his competitive spirit has faded a lot. Seeing that Dong Zhuangshi really had a few tricks, he took a step back and watched him apply needles.

As the saying goes, experts will know if there is any one at a time.

Mr. Dong took two needles, held them in his mouth, lifted Master Sun's quilt, untied his clothes, twisted a needle, and pierced directly from the upper sternum under the Adam's apple, the Tiantu acupoint. This place is also a vital point in the human body. When he suddenly saw someone holding the needle, he stabbed it in. Both old servants were so scared that they dared not speak.

Mr. Sun was also a little scared and his body tightened.

"Does it hurt?" Although Dong Zhuangshi was tall and strong, he spoke very kindly.

Mr. Sun did not dare to shake his head, but just tried to suppress his throat and said, "It doesn't hurt... there is no feeling."

Xu Xiaole had a slight jaw. This hero had a skillful needle insertion technique and looked like he had put it in. This must be the feel that he had practiced over the years.

Dong Zhuangshi twisted another needle in his hand, took the Zhongfu acupoint under the collarbone, calmed his energy, and stabbed it in casually. Then he took the needle from the needle bag and continued to apply the needle, saying, "This is a small problem, it will be cured soon."

The acupuncture doctor is not as respected as the doctor of the prescription, but Xiao Le is not that kind of ordinary person? As long as he can cure the disease, he doesn't even mind massage, let alone acupuncture. Seeing that this Dong Zhuangshi took two or three needles, Mr. Sun stopped coughing, so he naturally wanted to find out the mystery.

"People say acupuncture is a shortcut to the doctor, and it really works quickly." Xu Xiaole exclaimed.

While inserting the needle, Dong Zhuangshi said, "Go ahead and don't touch the needle."

Xu Xiaole was already next to Dong Zhuangshi, and said without any mind: "The so-called "heat will cause heat, keep it if it is cold, drain it if it is excessive, and nourish it if it is weak."

When Mr. Dong saw that Xu Xiaole could quote the original text of the Internal Classic, he knew that this was not a doctor who could only recite two prescriptions. His face became much gentler and said, "It is not strong or weak, use the sutra to get it."

Xu Xiaole said: "Oh, no wonder they were all taken from the lung meridian."

Mr. Dong looked at him sideways: "Have you read the Needle Sutra?"

"Lingshu and Su Wen are the source of hundreds of doctors, so how can you not read it?" Xu Xiaole also said: "The "Medites" are the foundation of the diagnosis of the meridians, so how can you not be familiar with it?"

After applying the needle, Dong Zhuangshi said, "That's natural. Unfortunately, my family's "Acupuncture Sutra" is not complete."

Xu Xiaole was curiously using the Laogong point in his palm to sense the tail of the needle. Mr. Dong was about to stop Xu Xiaole, but Xu Xiaole said, "What are you missing? I'll copy it to you."

Dong Zhuangshi's hand was hung in the air without touching Xu Xiaole.

Xu Xiaole said: "I can recite it. Let me tell you which articles are missing. I will write it to you." "The Needle Sutra" and "Lingshu" have different names, so Xu Xiaole can naturally recite it.

Dong Zhuangshi was skeptical: "The Han family's "Acupuncture Sutra" has only the title of the article "Jingshui"."

Xu Xiaole was stunned: "Then your family has not spread much." He regretted that he would help Dong Zhuangshi complete the "Lingshu". The complete version of "Lingshu" is 81, and the "Jingshui Chapter" is the twelfth chapter, and there are more than 60 chapters later.
Chapter completed!