The Rise of Village Doctors

Chapter 240 A Heavy Entrustment

In addition, Mei Bohan usually has a hobby of painting Chinese paintings, so he managed to draw a few handprints.

"What I can recall now, the clearest ones should be these few actions."

"Others are not particularly impressive, but I always feel that they are in the way of that wandering doctor."

"I can see the artistic conception of the four images of Bagua, and I feel it is profound and memorable..."

Sun Yeming looked at the handprints on it, and combined with what Mei Bohan said just now, he was quickly shocked.

"This...isn't this the dry word formula of the Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate? Could it be that the wandering doctor is some kind of mysterious sect successor?"

The "Lingshan Medical Classic" inherited by Sun Yeming also contains all the contents of the eight needles of ghosts.

But not all of them have been practiced. After all, Sun Yeming's practical experience is still too little.

What the eight needles of the ghost gate deal with are basically the eight desperate situations of the patient.

It would be impossible to use it if it hadn't reached the point where all thoughts were lost.

"The dry word formula of the eight needles of the ghost gate? I have heard of the eight needles of the ghost gate! Then this time, didn't we find a treasure?"

Mei Bohan was very excited, and Sun Yeming followed him and nodded.

In fact, for Sun Yeming, it was Mei Bohan who really picked up the treasure.

After all, he has all the theoretical knowledge of Guimen Bazhen, but he lacks the opportunity to practice.

What really shocked Sun Yeming was the wandering doctor that Mei Bohan met 30 years ago!

In such an era where everything is waiting for improvement and conditions are backward, there are still people like You Yi who are responsible for the spread of the treasures of Chinese traditional medicine.

Sun Yeming has reason to believe that in such a prosperous age where China is rising, the inheritance will definitely not be broken!
"It's really exciting. I don't know what kind of senior I will meet in the future!"

Sun Yeming sighed a few words in his heart, and after thinking about it, Mei Bohan immediately asked.

"Xiao Sun, I want to ask you, I am over 70 this year, do I still have a chance to learn this?"

When Sun Yeming heard this, he could naturally feel the blood in Mei Bohan's heart.

But he didn't want to reveal his secrets of knowing all the eight needles of the ghost gate, not to mention that many of them only had theoretical knowledge.

So Sun Yeming had no choice but to put it another way.

"Dean Mei, you are being polite. With your talent, age is no longer the limit."

"But as you said, this is just a fragment of the ancient book, not complete."

"If we can't obtain the complete Guimen Bazhenggan formula, we will become blind men and elephants. How can we talk about learning?"

After hearing this, Mei Bohan sighed and said.

"Hey, that's really the case. It seems that my fate with it has ended since the moment I met it ten years ago!"

Mei Bohan turned his head to look at Sun Yeming next to him, and solemnly handed over the Huangdi Neijing.

"Dean Mei, what are you doing?"

"As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero, so of course I want to give it to you!"

"How...how can I afford such an expensive gift?"

Sun Yeming was a little frightened, but Mei Bohan smiled cheerfully.

"Xiao Sun, sometimes you don't need to be so humble!"

"You have such advanced medical skills at this age, and you also know the Zhenzi Jue of the Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate."

"This ability, even in the Heavenly Medical Bureau, is also a dazzling resume!"

"I also think that only by handing this over to you, can one day solve all the mysteries."

"For the sake of Chinese medicine and the inheritance of Chinese medicine, accept it!"

(End of this chapter)