"This technique is very rare! Back then, I saw a friend of my late father who was good at acupressure use this technique to treat wind-cold paralysis!" Unlike Hasegawa, Tang Changhe was used to Guo Jing's endless surprises.

Shi was filled with joy and watched Guo Jing perform the technique with appreciation.

Kozaburo Yano was stunned, Ichiro Hasegawa shook his head and sighed, saying: "It's too gorgeous and too fancy!" He also knew the beauty of these techniques, but to make him believe that Guo Jing, who was in his early twenties, was a qigong master with profound internal skills? Impossible

, he absolutely refused to believe it. Tang Changhe rolled his eyes, smiled and whispered: "Mr. Hasegawa, we might as well make a bet, are you interested?" Tang Changhe wanted to give little Japan a little surprise, so

An idea came to mind.

In front of two Japanese colleagues, Guo Jing was a little unsure at the moment, but after all, the kung fu was there, Liu Qizhen's true inheritance, and a good foundation was no joke. At this moment, Tang Changhe was more impressed by the kung fu on his fingers than he was by himself.

You have to be more confident. "Oh! What are you betting on? How to bet?" Hasegawa looked at Tang Changhe and thought in his heart that it would not be possible to bet that the descendant of the Divine Needle Sect in front of him could cure Liu Dabao's disease two or three times.

"How about I bet that after Guo Jing's acupressure, Officer Liu Dabao's white blood cell count returns to normal?" Tang Changhe looked at him with a smile. "Nani?" Hasegawa looked at Tang Changhe, thinking that he was normal.

It didn't sound like he was talking nonsense. He hesitated a little and said, "Okay! Where's the bet?"

"Bet?" Tang Changhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "If I lose, let your students study with me for a year, and I will teach you by words and deeds. How about it?" Next to him, Kozaburo Yano was eager to try after listening to their conversation.

, he had heard of Tang Changhe’s name in Japan, the famous Flying Needle Miracle Doctor, the Taishan Beidou figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, who had extraordinary attainments in acupuncture and decoctions. If he could get the other person to teach him through words and deeds for a year, he would be very good to him.

Your own progress will be of great benefit!

"Tang Sang is so confident about Guo Jing?" Hasegawa was a little hesitant at this moment. Tang Changhe was not the target. Their Affiliated Teaching Hospital of Medical University has specific clinical data on acupressure treatment of leukopenia, three hundred

There are many cases of clinical acupressure for leukopenia. Six sessions constitute a course of treatment. In more than thirty cases, the number of white blood cells returned to normal after three acupressures. After three months of consolidation treatment, the condition was stable after one year of follow-up. Although the percentage of curative effect is not very high.

It was satisfactory, but it was certain that acupressure had an effect on the recovery of white blood cells, and he believed that Guo Jing was not an ordinary acupressure master. On this point, Tang Changhe had strong confidence.

"Of course." Tang Changhe nodded slowly, "I treat him as my apprentice because he is very talented in Chinese medicine. I believe he will shock the whole world when he is thirty years old." Shock the whole world?

Hasegawa glanced at Guo Jing, who was concentrating on acupressure, then at his proud disciple, and rubbed his chin vigorously, "Okay, I bet, if I lose, I will treat my feet with acupuncture from our Japan Acupuncture Research Association."

The clinical data will be transferred to you.”

Tang Changhe was a little surprised. The clinical data of foot acupuncture treatment? This is something that even money can't buy! Those big hospitals and research institutions don't treasure the specific data obtained at a high cost like treasures.

It can be said to be a business secret, and it is a secret among secrets.

The little devil is quite generous sometimes. Tang Changhe may have felt that he was taking advantage. He glanced at Hasegawa and said: "In this way, I have in my hand a book of my father's experience after diagnosing more than a thousand cases during his lifetime. No matter who of us

Whoever wins or loses, I will give it to Mr. Hasegawa as a gift."

Hasegawa laughed, raised his thumb, and said, "Tang Sang, you are a true master of Chinese medicine with a broad mind." While the two were talking, Guo Jing was already tapping Liu Dabao's epigastrium point.

Using the golden needle of his left hand to rub and massage, Liu Dabao became a little nervous and closed his eyes gently. After pressing the Zhongwan point for about five minutes, Guo Jing switched to the Tanzhong point on Liu Dabao's chest, and Yano, who had been silent all this time,

Kosaburo felt something was wrong again, so he asked Tang Changhe very carefully, "Tang Sang, what do you say?"

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Changhe glanced at him and smiled, "Young man, don't worry, Guo Jing is more capable than me!" Kozaburo Yano was a little stunned when he saw that Mr. Tang Changhe was not stingy in his praise of Guo Jing.

"Guo Sang, is he really that powerful?"

Tang Changhe smiled silently and reached out to pat his shoulder. After Guo Jing finished pressing the Tanzhong acupoint, he began to press the acupoints on Liu Dabao's foot-taiyang bladder meridian one by one, starting from the feet to the Yin acupoint. His left index finger was like a crane's beak pecking

Food, rising and falling rapidly.

"His technique is indeed very beautiful." Hasegawa sighed, "Yellow Crane's pecking technique is not wrong at all, and his acupoint identification is extremely accurate. Saburo, you are far behind in this regard." Kozaburo Yano next to him was a little dissatisfied, "

He's just good at speed, there's nothing surprising about him."

"The only acupuncture method in the world is fast! It's amazing because it's fast!" Hasegawa looked at his favorite disciple, "Sanlang, humility is the most basic requirement for a good Chinese medicine practitioner." After tapping the acupuncture points on his legs,

, Guo Jing asked Liu Dabao to turn over again, and began to tap the acupuncture points on his back all the way up from the buttocks, and large beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

After tapping various points on his back, he began to gently rub Liu Dabao's back with the base of his thumb. After about seven or eight minutes, he stood up and took off his shoes. Everyone in the hall was a little surprised and wondered what he was going to do. Guo Jingqing

He jumped onto the bed and stood on both sides of Liu Dabao's crotch with his legs spread. He bent down and reached out to pull up Liu Dabao's arms. After shaking for a while, he suddenly pulled hard inward.

"Crack" followed by a short sound of fascia tearing, Liu Dabao groaned, not in pain, but in shock. Tang Changhe and Hasegawa looked at each other and said in unison: "Crack?" They looked at each other.

Guo Jing jumped out of bed, and Hasegawa smiled bitterly and whispered to Tang Changhe: "Tang Sang, I feel like I made a mistake."

This cracking technique requires firstly a thorough knowledge of the joints and veins, secondly skill in the technique, thirdly sufficient experience in acupressure, and fourthly, the patient's body must be fully mobilized. It is indeed a very particular and advanced acupressure technique. Hasegawa through Guo Jingyi

A series of gorgeous and rare acupressure techniques, coupled with consistent performance, my confidence was shaken at this time.

Guo Jing's eyesight and skill were clearly superior to his! After that, Guo Jing stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, looked at Tang Changhe and said, "Teacher Tang, Teacher Hasegawa, please give me your advice." Tang Changhe looked at him.

Hasegawa chuckled, said nothing, turned around and went out and shouted: "Girl Li Ling, we can eat now."

After finishing the meal, Hasegawa took Tang Changhe to take Liu Dabao for a check-up. Tang Changhe glanced at Guo Jing and said, "Guo Jing, you performed very well today." Then Liu Dabao finished the check-up at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.

, Hasegawa looked at the test report in his hand and sighed, "Tang Sang, I lost."

Kozaburo Yano still didn't believe it. He took the test sheet from the teacher and looked at it. He lowered his head and saw clearly that the number of white blood cells was normal. Liu Dabao cried with joy, covered Guo Jing's hand and kept thanking him. Guo Jing looked at it.

He smiled and said, "I will prescribe you a few more Chinese medicines to recuperate your body, and take good care of yourself."

After Liu Dabao's health improved, he changed his mind. The next year, his sister Liu Qian was admitted to the Medical University. A few years later, she eventually became Guo Jing's proud disciple and became an outstanding female doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. This is a story for another time. Master Hasegawa

Although the disciples lost, they felt that Pinghai's trip was worthwhile. Although he did not see Guo Jing's seven-star magic needle, he was full of praise for his skill. After the two flew back to Tokyo, they immediately faxed the clinical data of foot acupuncture treatment to

Tang Changhe, and later even specially invited Mr. Tang Changhe to take Guo Jing to Tokyo because of a difficult disease. Of course, this was also a matter of the future.

When he returned to the apartment in the evening, Guo Jing was surprised to see Qin Yu being a little drunk, "Qin Yu, what's wrong with you?" Qin Yu snorted and ignored him, taking his clothes and taking a shower. Guo Jing asked

He was bored and had a smug look on his face, but he didn't know that he had offended Qin Yu. Guo Jing stood at the door of the bathroom, listening to the sound of water rushing inside, scratched his head, and then walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Qin Yu came out of the shower, wearing a white nightgown and wiping her hair with a towel. Seeing her flushed face, Guo Jing stood up immediately, "Have you been drinking and socializing with others? I'll give you a massage, it can relieve the hangover."

"No need!" Qin Yu said coldly, sitting on the other side of the sofa and turning on the TV with the remote control without even looking at Guo Jing.

Guo Jing hesitated, wondering where he had offended Qin Yu. He leaned against the sofa, hugged her and asked: "Qin Yu, did I make you angry somewhere?" Qin Yu saw Guo Jing carefully trying to please her, and felt in her heart.

He looked a little pleased, thinking that you were not stupid enough to be stupid, but still ignored him.

The two of them were silent, and the only sound in the living room was the cartoon playing on the TV. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that Qin Yu vomited her bitterness. It turned out that she had used her contacts as a doctor to go to various major universities for the future Renxin Hospital.

The hospital went to look for doctors, but unfortunately she was so talkative that not many were willing to come. "Qin Yu, you are so kind to me." Guo Jing was a little touched. He naturally understood that Qin Yu opened this hospital all because of him.

No one spoke on the bed, and the two of them hugged each other with their own thoughts. After eating, Mr. Tang Changhe called again. He praised Guo Jing on the phone, and then gave him a round-about encouragement, saying,

He is well prepared and working hard for the future Sino-Japanese Traditional Chinese Medicine Exchange Competition.

Guo Jing held the phone and felt a little frustrated. Fame and wealth are like a knot. It is easy to tie the knot, but not easy to untie it again. Therefore, most people are tired of fame.

Guo Jing nodded while looking at Qin Yu next to him, "Teacher Tang, well, I will certainly work hard, um, don't worry when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Jing wandered around the room, thinking about his Ph.D. exam results, busy teaching those students, accompanying women, and thinking about what would happen in the Xiao-China-Japan Medical Exchange Competition.

My mood was up and down, and my head was as big as a bucket.

A note to readers:
Chapter completed!