The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine Chapter 87 - Chapter 87: Chapter 87 – Control Needle with Qi (Seventh Update)

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 – Control Needle with Qi (Seventh Update)

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Lady Aihua's migraines are related to a painting????

Is this some kind of joke?

“Hah” Ni Shaolun laughed exaggeratedly, “Little Farmer, you really are a self-proclaimed Divine Doctor. My aunt's migraines are related to this painting? Could there be monsters in the painting? Moreover, whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, I've never heard of a diagnosis that involves a painting… Little Farmer, are you taking advantage of our lack of education?”

Sun Wei also frowned lightly. 'Big Pervert, are you really fooling people?… Ah, you're still my fake boyfriend right now, stop acting like a witch doctor, you're making me embarrassed too…'

“Ahem– Um, Little Long, the painting and the illness really… really can't be connected…” Sun Wei couldn't help but give Huang Xiaolong a look, hinting for him to calm down.

“Shaolun, shut up! Listen to Doctor Little Long!” Brother Zhao Qi was very trusting towards Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong remained calm, “Tang Bohu's High Mountain and Odd Trees painting depicts towering rocks and turbulent streams flowing down, with several ancient trees leaning out from the mountain. The whole work is elegant and lofty, connecting earth with sky, and is a rare treasure for any collector.

But — how much do you know about Tang Bohu's life experiences?”

Huang Xiaolong set the pace, leaving Zhao Qi and the others shaking their heads in bewilderment. But they were somewhat impressed by Huang Xiaolong's explanation.

Huang Xiaolong continued with the explanation. “Tang Bohu is very famous, known as one of the leading figures among the four great talents of Jiangnan, but his life was very tragic. At the peak of his career, he was struck by a disaster that changed his life. He was displaced in his later years and was very depressed when he died. This High Mountain and Odd Trees is one of Tang Bohu's later works. You can say, when he was painting this, he was very resentful and filled with Evil Qi. For a man of letters, being unrecognized is the most painful and tragic thing. This painting naturally imbued with Tang Bohu's resentment and Evil Qi, and over time, it formed an— Evil Qi!”

Upon finishing, Huang Xiaolong turned to look at Lady Aihua. “Lady Aihua has

a wealthy appearance, and is of benefits to her husband, but there's a hint of obscure Evil Qi between her brows. This is the influence of the painting's Evil Qi, causing Lady Aihua to suffer from migraines every day, requiring painkillers for relief.”

“Ah? Is that so?” After listening to Huang Xiaolong's explanation, Brother Zhao Qi was enlightened and completely believed in Huang Xiaolong's words.

“Doctor Little Long, you mean, the Evil Qi contained in Tang Bohu's High Mountain and Odd Trees painting was absorbed by Aihua, resulting in her migraines, hence the hospital checkups showed nothing.”

“Ah! So it's really like that! You are amazing! Doctor Little Long, you are truly amazing! No wonder I've always been fine, but started to have migraines after buying this painting. So, now we've found the root cause!” Lady Aihua completely believed in Huang Xiaolong now. Her initial skepticism and contempt had all vanished, replaced by a sense of shame for judging a book by its cover.

“Impossible! My aunt's illness couldn't be caused by a painting! That's ridiculous!” Ni Shaolun remained defiant. “You're saying that if the painting is the problem, why doesn't my uncle suffer from migraine, but my aunt does?”

“Hahaha— You really do have a brain problem.” Huang Xiaolong sneered. “Want to know the reason? Let me tell you. It's because Brother Zhao Qi was born at noontime when the Yang Qi is most abundant, people born during this period are not susceptible to the influence of Evil Qi. However, Lady Aihua was born at midnight, when innate Yang Qi is slightly weaker and Yin Qi rises, making her more vulnerable to contamination.”

“This… This… ” At this point, Ni Shaolun was speechless and had no comeback.

At this point, Brother Zhao Qi and Lady Aihua were completely taken aback by Huang Xiaolong, considering every single word, punctuation, he said as truth.

“Hmm— I can't believe that this pervert actually knows something about this…” Sun Wei mumbled to herself. Subconsciously, her curiosity about Huang Xiaolong was growing stronger!

“So… Doctor Little Long, what should we do now?” Brother Zhao Qi, once the boss of Binhai, asked Huang Xiaolong humbly.

“It's simple.” Huang Xiaolong answered lightheartedly. “Either have someone inscribe on the painting to suppress the Evil Qi, but this method is not preferable because ordinary people don't have the talent of Tang Bohu. Rashly inscribing on it might not suppress the Evil Qi but make things worse. I have such a talent, but this is an authentic piece worth so much money, I won't destroy it. Another way is to use talismans to dispel the Evil Qi, but it will somewhat affect the artistic charm of the painting. Therefore, the best way is to auction off the painting. According to the current market price, oh my, this painting could be worth a hundred million…”

Huang Xiaolong was astounded.

However, he wasn't jealous. While money is good, he only wished to enjoy the process of making it.

“Ah- Hahaha— Yes, yes, sell it! Sell it! I, a big rough man, really can't appreciate ancient paintings, so I won't pretend to do so. Sell it! It can cure

Aihua's illness and also make a fortune, two birds with one stone, why not?” Brother Zhao Qi laughed heartily, then immediately commanded his men to

take down the painting and store it properly.

With the painting removed, something miraculous happened!

Lady Aihua's complexion became noticeably more glowing and she looked much healthier, radiant, and spirited!

“Wow! Oh my goodness!” Lady Aihua screamed. “My headache is gone! Completely gone! My God! I feel so energetic! Just like having a shot of adrenaline! My goodness! Doctor Little Long, from today onwards, anyone who says you aren't a Divine Doctor will have to fight me!”

The effect was immediate!

At this point, even Ni Shaolun had some respect for Huang Xiaolong in his heart. Although he didn't admit it, he didn't dare to bluster in front of Huang Xiaolong anymore.

“Brother Zhao Qi, I won't waste any time and will treat your heart condition now. I have to go back to my Sister Xiaoman later.” Huang Xiaolong said quietly.

“Sister Xiaoman?” Sun Wei's heart skipped a beat. 'You should be looking for Song Yuru, right? Who is Sister Xiaoman?'

“Okay, okay.” Brother Zhao Qi agreed repeatedly.

In the living room, Huang Xiaolong asked Brother Zhao Qi to unbutton his shirt and sit on the sofa.

Huang Xiaolong took out a box of silver needles from his canvas bag. After taking a quick look at Brother Zhao Qi's heart area, Huang Xiaolong moved!

His hands moved quickly like a butterfly flitting amongst flowers. With a speed that dazzled the onlookers, he had inserted all sixteen silver needles into the acupuncture points near Brother Zhao Qi's heart.

Then, Huang Xiaolong pressed the silver needles in mid-air… Thump, thump, thump!

An amazing thing happened!

The originally slightly soft silver needles suddenly stood upright one after another!

” Off to the side, Sun Wei and Ni Shaolun's eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

Huang Xiaolong pressed in mid-air again, and a chill, carried by the silver needles, surged into the sixteen acupuncture points of Brother Zhao Qi. Instantly, Brother Zhao Qi felt cold all over, his teeth chattering.

Right after, Huang Xiaolong flicked his fingers, and streams of hot qi flowed along the silver needles into Brother Zhao Qi's body.

In this way, alternating cold and heat, yin and yang, the two streams of qi circulated in Brother Zhao Qi's limbs and body, finally converging near his heart, forming a visible yin-yang fish-shaped pattern, nourishing his heart.

“Ah! So comfortable! So good! It feels fantastic! My heart is so relieved!” Brother Zhao Qi's expression was one of pure enjoyment as he shouted out. “An immortal… an immortal! Doctor Huang, you're a living immortal! It's so comfortable, I've never felt this good in my life… Oh my god, I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven, I'm going to ascend…”

This is utterly incoherent.

“What is uncle rambling on about.” Ni Shaolun couldn't help but laugh despite his frustration.

“This won't do any good… he's already lost…” Lady Aihua blushed and spat.

Brother Zhao Qi's face had changed! It had become so red and rosy and the wrinkles on his forehead even seemed to have lightened a little.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

His heart was beating more vigorously, like the beating of a drum!

“This indeed feels extraordinary! Feel like I am ten years younger! No, at least twenty years younger!” Brother Zhao Qi's eyes sparkled!

“What… what… what kind of acupuncture technique is this?” Sun Wei looked at Huang Xiaolong, dumbstruck.

She never thought that Huang Xiaolong's not only knew medical skills but also had such amazing medical skills!

At least in terms of acupuncture, most likely, Huang Xiaolong had no equal in the whole Binhai, right?

She was naturally cold and aloof and had never bowed to anyone before, including the elders in her family. She respected them, but would never admire. However, at this moment, she had to admire Huang Xiaolong!

Moreover, she wished she could strip Huang Xiaolong naked and unearth all his secrets!

“I am using qi to control the needles.” Huang Xiaolong looked at Sun Wei with a mischievous smile. His gaze quickly skimmed over her graceful figure. “What about it, Sister Bai Hu, are you interested? Want to learn?”

“Yes! I want to learn!” Sun Wei instantly said without a second thought.

“Too bad I won't teach you.” Huang Xiaolong replied with a brilliant smile. “You! You're tricking me!” Sun Wei was so angry she nearly crushed her silver teeth.

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