I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 234 It hurts a bit, bear with it

Saying that, Ying Changsheng looked at Mao Jiao aside, and then he cupped his hands with a smile.

"Lord Mao Jiao, I have offended you!"

"Young Master Nineteen, what are you doing?"

For a moment, Mao Jiao couldn't help being a little flustered, wondering what Ying Changsheng was going to do to him.

He slowly took a few steps back, planning to run away. At this time, Ying Changsheng waved his hand and signaled to the guards in the palace.

"Stop him!"

"promise!"

The two guards nodded quickly, and immediately stopped Mao Jiao, only to see Ying Changsheng looked around, and then asked those imperial doctors.

"Can you carry a silver needle with you?"

"This one……"

For a moment, the imperial doctors couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. At this time, an imperial doctor stepped forward, handed the silver needle in his hand to Ying Changsheng, and said.

"I don't know Mr. Nineteen, what do you want this silver needle for?"

"Of course I'm here to treat people!"

Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

He used silver needles, which of course have their own uses.

That is to treat people.

There is too much knowledge in the Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine, especially about the eight extraordinary channels in the human body, the two channels of Ren and Du, and many other channels.

If you understand these things, if you do acupuncture, you can treat some simple diseases. For Ying Changsheng now.

As long as acupuncture is used, it can roughly relieve the kidney deficiency of Mao Jiao in front of him.

He picked up the silver needle and walked towards Mao Jiao in front of him.

The latter had a terrified look on his face, he must win, the age of longevity is not too old, and acupuncture is not an ordinary technique.

In the current era, acupuncture has indeed come out, but the problem is that the technical content of this thing is relatively high, as far as the old man Mao Jiao knows.

When it comes to acupuncture, ordinary doctors simply can’t do it.Unless it is a very old doctor, such as Xia Wuji, the leader among the imperial doctors in the current Qin Empire.

If he performs acupuncture on Mao Jiao.

Mao Jiao must be extremely happy.

But if Ying Changsheng gave him acupuncture.

Then Mao Jiao must be somewhat unwilling.

Because in Mao Jiao's view.

Ying Changsheng is just a brat.

What kind of medical skills can there be? If we can develop a few drugs, it would be possible, but acupuncture involves inserting needles into a person's body.

What if it is stuck in the wrong place, what if it is found out that people are killed.

In the current era of backward medicine, it is normal for doctors to kill people.

So Mao Jiao was very frightened at the moment.

He pleaded with Ying Changsheng in front of him.

"Young Master Nineteenth, this old man is an old man, and he really can't stand it. You can change someone else for treatment, and you can let this old man go. My old man is so old..."

"Hey, why are you so ungrateful?"

Ying Changsheng had a displeasure on his face, feeling that this Mao Jiao was a bit of a taboo.

He is a miraculous doctor who has inherited the Yellow Emperor's Internal Medicine.

To heal people.

That should be a person's blessing. Under such circumstances, this Mao Jiao is so ungrateful, so Ying Changsheng is inevitably a little unhappy.

I saw him talking to the guards on both sides.

"Press him down!"

Well, Ying Changsheng plans to force him to wear clothes.

Mao Jiao at the side saw that begging Ying Changsheng was not enough, and then he turned his eyes to Ying Zheng in the distance, and he said to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, you can persuade the nineteenth son, you can persuade the nineteenth son, the old man is so old..."

"After practicing immortality, this guy's medical skills are quite good. It's your blessing to treat you. Why are you so ignorant of praise?"

Ying Zheng was also a little unhappy. In his opinion, his son's medical skills were pretty good, so being able to treat Mao Jiao must be Mao Jiao's blessing.

In the hopeless situation of pleading, Mao Jiao had no choice but to be passively pushed down to the ground by two guards.

Then Ying Changsheng stood behind him and performed acupuncture. Ying Changsheng frowned slightly while holding the silver needle in his hand.

The reason is very simple, perhaps Qin Chao's technical conditions are too backward, this kind of silver needle seems a bit thick.

How rough is it?It's similar to the kind of needle used to pierce animals in later generations.

I saw Ying Changsheng holding the needle in his hand, and then asked the imperial doctor.

"Well, let me ask you, where did you get this silver needle? Could it be used to prick animals? Your ancestors weren't veterinarians, were they?"

"How can you, Nineteenth Young Master, accuse someone of innocence out of thin air? I am a third-generation imperial physician..."

The old man was unhappy for a moment, and he muttered to Ying Changsheng.

I saw him pointing to the silver needle in his hand and saying to Ying Changsheng.

"This silver needle is an old man's family heirloom, it has been passed down from my grandfather's generation..."

"Is it still an antique?"

After hearing this, Ying Changsheng sighed.

He said to Mao Jiao in front of him.

"It's really not that I'm targeting you, Mr. Maojiao. It's just that the needle is really thick. Hold on for a while, it may hurt a little!"

As he spoke, Ying Changsheng raised his needles and dropped silver needles that were about the same thickness as straws.

It fell on Mao Jiao.

A shrill scream instantly rang out in the air.

Then I heard Ying Changsheng saying with a smile.

"Why are you making such a loud noise? Healing and saving lives is a good medicine that tastes good and is good for the disease. The more painful it is, the better the healing effect will be!"

As he said that, Ying Changsheng ignored Mao Jiao's screams and continued to perform acupuncture with his hands up and down.

Soon.

After the acupuncture and moxibustion was completed, Mao Jiao had a look of grievance.

Tears are about to flow down.

I saw him hastily put on his clothes, then pointed to Ying Changsheng and said.

"Your nineteenth son, your medical skills are not good. The old man only feels a burning pain on his back. As for the disease, it is still not cured. The old man does not have that kind of disease at all!"

Well, Mao Jiao is categorically denying it.

After all, with his status, how could someone like him admit that he has that disease?
Seeing this situation at this moment, Ying Changsheng chuckled.

"You are such a rascal. I have worked hard and painstakingly to cure you of your hidden diseases, but you are doing well. You beat me up and slandered me!"

"But I'm not afraid!"

As he spoke, Ying Changsheng waved his hand, signaling the two imperial physicians next to him to come forward.

"Come here and give him a diagnosis and treatment, and see how his illness is!"

"promise."

Two imperial physicians from Daqin hurried forward, and after making a diagnosis for him, they opened their mouths to Ying Changsheng in shock.

"Young Master Nineteen is amazing. You have cured this disease so easily. Where did you learn your medical skills? You are simply a miracle doctor!"

"How about it?"

Seeing this situation, Ying Changsheng laughed.

Then he looked at Zhang Guanglu, whose face was ashen at the moment, and Ying Zheng had already concluded that this bastard was deceiving him.

I saw Ying Zheng waved his hand, motioning to the guard next to him and said.

"Take him out and chop him"

(End of this chapter)