The acupuncture method used to Ji Baishan this time is not the acupuncture method used to gather pulses and moxibustion method used to Ming Youli before.

The two have different properties, but they also have certain similarities.

The hidden disease that Ji Baishan cannot heal in his body, to put it another way, is that he suffered internal injuries, which have always existed in his body, becoming a key point that may explode at any time.

The reason why there is no solution is that we cannot find a way to accurately locate and cure it.

Lin Guoqing has no choice.

But this is not difficult for Ji Feng.

There is also a method of acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine, which is to treat any hidden diseases in the human body.

However, this acupuncture method is very difficult to operate and is not simpler than the acupuncture method of gathering pulses.

And, it is also lost.

If anyone has mastered this acupuncture method, it is the ancient genius doctor Hua Tuo.

The old man’s small yard will not come, and no one dares to come here casually.

Wang Meng was guarding outside the door.

Inside the house.

Ji Baishan was lying on the bed, Lin Guoqing stood aside, staring at Ji Feng's technique and part of the needle falling.

Because he was old and worried that he would not remember it, Lin Guoqing even took out his mobile phone to record the video.

The whole process lasted for nearly an hour.

The treatment was over and it was very successful after a mouthful of deep red blood was spit out of Ji Baishan's mouth.

"How do you feel, old man?"

Ji Feng asked with a smile.

"It feels comfortable, I breathe much smoother, and I have lost my feelings that have been wrong before."

Ji Baishan said, secretly appalled in his heart.

He knows his body.

As a result, I drank the tonic given by Ji Feng yesterday. Now after Ji Feng's acupuncture, he was indescribable to express his refreshingness.

Energetic and very energetic.

I am fully confident that I will live for another 10 or 20 years.

Ji Baishan was really curious about where Ji Feng learned this medical technique.

Even the master of traditional Chinese medicine Lin Guoqing can’t do this kind of manual medical skills.

"Old man, I will write the prescription to Meng Ye later. I will write down the dosage and method of taking it. Take the medicine on time and drink it for a month. You will have nothing to do in your body."

Ji Feng said.

Ji Baishan nodded.

"Brother Ji, I really admire this acupuncture technique. Please give me a greeting."

Lin Guoqing said as he wanted to bow to Ji Feng.

You know, Ji Feng was able to let him beside him and observe the whole process, and he showed it without hesitation. How great is this?

Lin Guoqing was very impressed.

"Old Lin is a kid. I am a junior. Such a great gift cannot be done."

Ji Feng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, dragging Lin Guoqing down.

He didn't have the kind of person who was about the same age as his grandfather.

Isn’t it just to teach an apprentice indirectly, what a big deal?

The key is that I don’t rely on this craft to make a living.

"Old Ji, it's such a blessing to have such a grandson."

Lin Guoqing envies.

"Hahaha."

Ji Baishan said proudly: "I think so too."

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

After the matter was finished, Ji Feng didn't plan to stay. After saying that, he said to Ji Baishan: "By the way, old man, I'll take Ji Xiaoyu away."

“Ji Xiaoyu?

What do you want that girl?

Have you fallen in love with someone?"

Ji Baishan joked.

"The company lacks staff, so I think she is very suitable. Master, why don't you let go of people?"

Ji Feng said.

"Let go, let go, it's her blessing to be able to follow you. This girl is lonely and pitiful in the Ji family. It's a good thing for her to follow you."

Ji Baishan said.

"That's it. I'll go and say hello to my parents first."

Ji Feng said.

"Boy, come here to see grandpa when you're fine."

Ji Baishan reminded.

"knew."

Ji Feng turned around and went out, waved his hand.

After Ji Feng left, Lin Guoqing looked at Ji Baishan and smiled and said, "Old Ji, what you said at the birthday party yesterday to let the younger generations walk more. My granddaughter is single, she looks good and is filial..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  �

Because I took Ji Xiaoyu back this time, I bought one more.

Knowing that Ji Feng was leaving today, the third party and Xia Ling did not go to the company and were at home.

After all, it won’t be long before we part with our son again.

"Son, you have to take good care of yourself. If your mother is not around, you must not treat yourself badly."

Xia Ling reminded.

"I got it, mom."

"Son, I won't say much about the extra words. Do it well. If you have any difficulties, tell your father, don't take care of it alone. Although I don't have much ability, I can't let my son be bullied by others for nothing."

The third place said.

"It's okay, Dad, I've never bullied others, and no one has ever bullied me."

Ji Feng said with a smile.

After saying goodbye, Ji Feng took Ji Xiaoyu away.

This time Ji Feng left, he did not make much publicity.

On the way to the airport.

Wang Meng drove Ji Feng and Ji Xiaoyu away.

"Master Feng, this is what the master asked me to give to you. The password is six 0." Wang Meng drove with one hand, took out a bank card with the other, and handed it to Ji Feng.

"What do these mean?"

Ji Feng asked with a smile.

"The master said that although you are his grandson, he cannot take advantage of his grandson. There is 100 million yuan in the card, which is the pocket money he gives you."

Wang Meng said.

"Oh, the old man is so proud. This move will cost 100 million."

Ji Feng quipped.

"By the way, the master also said, "Young Master Feng, if you are fine, you can send him more calligraphy and paintings. The master likes your calligraphy very much. When I left, he was still looking at the poem you wrote yesterday."

Wang Meng smiled.

"Men, when you go back, you tell the old man that it's okay to want me to write calligraphy and paintings, five million per picture. When I'm short of money, I will write a hundred and eighty picture to sell to him."

Ji Feng said.

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng smiled bitterly.

He knew Ji Feng was joking.

But he thought again, although he was joking, it seemed that Ji Feng would really do such a thing.

After all, the eldest grandson of the Ji family never plays according to the rules.

Ji Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to Ji Feng, looked envious.

She was not envious of the old man for giving Ji Feng so much money, but of the family affection between Ji Feng and the old man.
Chapter completed!