Become the richest man from picking up junk

Chapter 9
Not long after, the two came to the other courtyard. Looking at the herbs on the table, Shen Jian counted them one by one, and only after confirming that they were correct, did he feel relieved.

Then, Shen Jian told Fu Ming: "Go find someone and ask her to crush all these herbs for preparation. I will go to the room to treat Fu Zhining first."

"In addition, no one is allowed to enter the house during the healing process. If you disturb your daughter a little, you may die!"

Hearing this, Fu Ming and his wife frowned, and their relaxed hearts hung up again at this moment.

Shen Jian is not joking!

This disease can indeed be cured, but the method of treatment is extremely dangerous.

Just one negligence can cause Fu Zhining to die violently on the spot!
When something really goes wrong, he can't afford it. If he is more cautious, he will have more protection.

After explaining, Shen Jian walked into Fu Zhining's room.

After entering the room, Shen Jian took a deep breath, frowned and said, "It's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Jian took out a pair of silver needles that Fu Ming had specially asked Fu Ming to buy.

There are twenty silver needles in total of different thicknesses and lengths.

Shen Jian spread out the silver needle in a convenient place, pinched it with two fingers, and quickly pulled out one of them.

Immediately, he waved a silver needle and pierced Fu Zhining's sleeping point, and Fu Zhining fell into a deep sleep.

Then Shen Jian turned his hands over, and six silver needles appeared between his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly and he continued to give needles.

Just when Shen Jian was about to administer the needle, a subtle change occurred in his eyes.

There seemed to be a golden light shining in the eyes, which was shocking, but it also flowed like blue waves, clean and thorough.

The whole person, suddenly, even the momentum has changed.

The originally slightly frivolous expression became calm and calm.

Don't say it, it really looks like that, and it smells like that.

Shen Jian, who knew nothing about acupuncture points, turned into a master of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine at this moment, able to clearly find all the acupuncture points on Fu Zhining's body.

Baihui!

Bones!

God Court!

Guan Chong!

Shanzhong!

Juque!

The six needles fall precisely, without error!
If there is a master of traditional Chinese medicine here, seeing Shen Jian applying acupuncture, I am afraid that he will be so frightened that he cannot take care of himself.

Of the six needles administered by Shen Jian, five of them were fatal acupuncture points, and the results were irreversible. If all five needles fall at the same time, this person will undoubtedly die!
After the four needles fell, the silver needle on the An Mian acupuncture point popped out!
Fu Zhining, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up with a start. Her face was pale and painful. She wanted to cry out, but due to her weakness, she couldn't make any sound at all.

Seeing this, Shen Jian frowned, closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about countermeasures.

Fu Zhining would wake up during the treatment, which he didn't count on. In this situation, the difficulty of treatment has increased.

This was a test for Zhi Ning, and it was the same for Shen Jian.

If Shen Jian was a little sloppy, she might die suddenly at any time!

1 minutes passed.

Shen Jian seemed to have passed a century, and he didn't dare to show his atmosphere.

After another difficult 4 minutes passed, Shen Jian suddenly opened his eyes, the time has come!
Just look at Shen Jian quickly pulling out the silver needle on Fu Zhining's body. After the silver needle was pulled out, Fu Zhining's breathing became obviously uneven, as if he was about to suffocate!
"Fight!"

Shen Jian gritted his teeth and said secretly.

He knew that he was racing against the god of death, and he had no time to think about it, so he could only use the impression in his mind to give the needle quickly.

Although Shen Jian did not calculate accurately, every stitch he made was just right.

Whenever the needle is applied, if there is any deviation, the streamer in Shen Jian's eyes will give a little reminder to make it fall into the correct position.

After five consecutive needle injections, Fu Zhining's breathing stabilized, and a trace of blood appeared on her face.

Become!

"I'm going! I'm exhausted!"

Shen Jian fell limply on the ground after finishing the acupuncture.

The technique of applying needles just now is called the six dragons returning to the soul!

Take six silver needles, five of which stimulate the death point, and one is responsible for hanging the patient's life, and then slow down the effect of the death point one by one through several needles, so as to achieve the effect of overcoming the disease with the force of death. in this way!
The few acupuncture treatments just now had exhausted Shen Jian's mental strength, and now he only felt as if his head was being pricked by thousands of needles.

But looking at Fu Zhining in front of him, Shen Jian was quite relieved. Although he was exhausted, he saved a life.

After a short rest, Shen Jian walked out of the room.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Fu Ming and Liu Qing who looked anxious.

"Don't talk yet, I'm going to make medicine now, the most dangerous time is over, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Shen Jian picked up the crushed medicinal materials and began to adjust them.

This is Fu Zhining's first time taking medicine, and he must be very careful about the dosage, otherwise there may be side effects when taking it later.

An hour later, Shen Jian finally divided the medicinal materials into five parts, took one part and put it into the freshly prepared Yin-Yang water.

"It smells too bad."

Shen Jian frowned and complained, then handed the medicinal soup to Liu Qing.

"In about half an hour, Fu Zhining will wake up. Let her drink this bowl of medicinal soup. The taste may not be ideal, but she must drink it. I'll go to bed first."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Jian fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

It was not until the afternoon that Shen Jian woke up, his head still aching slightly.

Casting the silver needle consumes too much energy.

Thanks to Shen Jian's youth and strength, if he were replaced by those old Chinese doctors, he might not be able to save his life, so he would go in first.

As soon as he got up, the servant beside Shen Jian ran out, shouting non-stop, Mr. Shen woke up!

Shen Jian shook his head and walked out of the room.

"Mr. Shen! You are really my benefactor of the Fu family!"

Fu Ming rushed towards Shen Jian, hugged him immediately, and his posture should not be too exaggerated.

While Shen Jian was in a deep sleep, Fu Zhining had already woken up. Although she couldn't get out of bed and walk around, she could clearly feel that her energy had improved a lot.

Shen Jian waved his hand and said: "She just woke up and her body functions will recover slowly. For the next few days, remember to only eat liquid food, and there is another thing."

After this meal, Fu Ming's heart directly rose to his throat. Could it be that the illness has not been cured?

"I'm hungry."

Fu Ming's expression froze, "Uh...I'll get someone to prepare it right away."

"Also, prepare some cohosh, bupleurum and kudzu root, your daughter's leg injury has not healed yet."

An hour later, when everything was settled, Shen Jian returned to the hotel.

Now that Fu Zhining has woken up, she should be able to recover after a few days of recuperation, and then she can still earn a wave of final payment!
In the early morning of the next day, Fu Ming drove to the hotel.

"Mr. Shen, it's me. I've already arrived at your door. Please open the door."

After entering the room, Fu Ming thanked Shen Jian cracklingly, but did not mention money.

The anxious Shen Jian wanted to slap his mouth.

Damn it!
I let you in to hear this?
(End of this chapter)