Chapter 14: I'll do you a favor

When I walked into the room, I saw an old man lying on the bed, his body shaking constantly because of coughing. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes revealed despair and helplessness.

Ling Yao walked forward and tapped Old Man Yang's body with her fingers quickly.

The next moment, Old Man Yang stopped coughing.

Old Lady Yang looked unbelievable. You know, since her husband fell ill, he would wake up quickly because of coughing even if he fell asleep, not to mention that when he was awake, he almost never stopped coughing. It seems that this little girl is really capable.

Lu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Ling Yao stepped forward and began to diagnose and treat Mr. Yang. She first carefully observed Mr. Yang's complexion, pulse and physical condition, and then asked some questions about his medical history and living habits.

After that, Ling Yao took out a silver needle and an iron box with alcohol cotton from her bag, and said while disinfecting: "Mr. Yang! I need to give you an injection first, I hope you can cooperate."

Mr. Yang nodded in cooperation, "You can do it." He stopped coughing and he didn't feel so uncomfortable. These days, he was really tortured to death by coughing. He took a lot of medicine and had injections, but they didn't work.

"Do you need my help?" Lu Qingyun stepped forward and asked Ling Yao.

"Please help Elder Yang take off his shirt. I want to give him acupuncture." Ling Yao was not polite.

Lu Qingyun nodded, walked forward, stretched out his hand to help Elder Yang unbutton his shirt, and then took it off.

"Okay." Ling Yao nodded, took a step forward, and inserted the silver needles in her hand into Elder Yang's body one by one.

The silver needles in Ling Yao's hand jumped lightly in the air, as if dancing a beautiful dance.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and an old man hurried in.

Liu Wenshan came to see Master Yang for a follow-up visit today. He heard from the servant of the Yang family that a little girl had come and was treating Master Yang upstairs, so he hurried up.

Master Yang's illness was not an ordinary illness. Even he had no confidence that he could cure it. How could a little girl possibly cure it? It was ridiculous.

But after pushing the door open and seeing Ling Yao's acupuncture method, he was stunned. If he was not mistaken, she should be using Taiyi needles. He

looked at Ling Yao in shock and disbelief. She looked to be no more than twenty years old, but she could actually use the legendary Taiyi needle. Who was her master?

Old Man Yang soon felt a cool feeling in his body, which made him feel comfortable all over. Soon, the cool feeling turned into heat, warming his whole body and making him feel refreshed, especially his lungs. He hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time.

Ling Yao saw that the time was almost up and took out the silver needle. This set of acupuncture techniques was taught to her by an old Chinese medicine doctor in her previous life. That time, she went to Yangcheng to participate in a medical exchange meeting and met an old Chinese medicine doctor. The old Chinese medicine doctor's wife and children died when he was young, leaving him alone and helpless.

Ling Yao and him hit it off at first sight and became friends regardless of age. Afterwards, the old Chinese doctor taught Ling Yao everything he had learned in his life. He said he hoped she could apply what she had learned, promote Chinese medicine and save more people.

"Did you just use Taiyi needles?" Liu Wenshan had seen the description of Taiyi needles in a book, and he was sure he was not mistaken.

Ling Yao turned to look at Liu Wenshan and nodded, "It was Taiyi needles."

"May I ask who your master is?"

"Sorry! I can't tell you." The old Chinese doctor is still abroad now, and he will not return to China for ten years. Even if she told him, no one would know him, and the old Chinese doctor didn't want too many people to know who he was.

In his previous life, he told her that he was not interested in fame and fortune, and he didn't need others to know who he was. He just wanted the world to know Chinese medicine and use Chinese medicine. She also told her that if anyone asked her who taught her how to use Taiyi acupuncture, she should never say that he taught her.

Ling Yao looked at Old Lady Yang, "Old Lady Yang! Please bring me some paper and pen."

"Okay." Old Lady Yang saw that Old Master Yang was in good spirits now, and she was glad that she didn't insist on her own opinion before. She was too biased in judging people by their appearance before, and she would apologize to Ling Yao later. She

brought the paper and pen to Ling Yao.

Ling Yao took the paper and pen and began to write a prescription for treating Old Master Yang's illness on the paper.

Lu Qingyun and Liu Wenshan stood beside Ling Yao, one on the left and one on the right, watching her write the prescription and seeing her handwriting, they couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration in their hearts.

Ling Yao's calligraphy is like iron painting and silver hooks. Every stroke is full of power and charm, as if it is about to fly off the paper. Her calligraphy is like a masterpiece of a calligrapher, and like the dancing figure of a fairy, which makes people intoxicated.

The two sighed in their hearts that this calligraphy is not only a word, but also an art and a cultural inheritance. I didn't expect that she could have such a great achievement in calligraphy at such a young age. It's really not easy.

Ling Yao stopped writing and handed the prescription to Old Lady Yang, "Old Lady Yang, take this prescription, decoct it and take it, once in the morning and once in the evening."

"Okay, thank you Miss Ling! And I apologize for my previous attitude. I judged you by your appearance."

"It's okay, I understand your feelings." Ling Yao smiled and shook her head, without any pride on her face.

"In the future, if you have anything to ask, just ask. As long as our Yang family can do it, we will never refuse." Old Master Yang said, he was now refreshed and in a good mood.

Ling Yao was waiting for this sentence, and took the opportunity to speak: "I do need your help with something, Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang was slightly stunned, and nodded with a smile, "Go ahead."

"It's like this, my friend is Zhao Kun, the director of Longteng Pharmaceutical Factory, and his new drug was detained by the Drug Administration. I hope you can help me talk to him." Ling Yao explained the situation in detail. Today in the teahouse, Zhao Kun brought the information to her, and she also looked at the new drug, and there was no problem.

"Is the drug qualified?"

"I brought the medicine and the information here, please take a look." Ling Yao took out the medicine and the information from her bag and handed them to Mr. Yang with both hands.

Grandpa Yang took it, opened it and looked at it carefully, then nodded, "Okay, I'll help you with this."

"Thank you!" Ling Yao smiled happily. The matter was finally resolved.

"Grandpa Yang! Leave this matter to me, I'll solve it." Lu Qingyun said.

Ling Yao looked at Lu Qingyun in surprise.

The corners of Lu Qingyun's mouth slightly lifted up, outlining a faint arc. This smile was like a ray of warm sunshine, gently brushing across his stern face, melting the sternness on his face, and making him soften a little bit in an instant. "You saved my cousin, I should return the favor."