Chapter 247: The method of treatment (third more)

Looking at the trembling hands, Liu Lang quickly took out two silver needles from the cloth bag and stuck them at the junction of the thumb and index finger of the Mo family child. The trembling of his palm stopped.
Later, Liu Lang used the same method to test the three Mo family children behind. The results were the same. He sighed slightly and put away the silver needle.
"How is it?" Mo Ziyan asked eagerly.
"It should be the absence of hemorrhage." Liu Lang replied solemnly.
Mo Ziyan said excitedly: "That can be cured?"
"There are two ways to save in ancient books. One is to treat the symptoms and the other is the foundation. I can try the former now. If it succeeds, it will not only restore the original appearance of the patient, but also extend the life span of three years. If the person is wrong, it can cure hemorrhagic disease, but there are a few medicinal materials in the prescription, which have been extinct for many years, it is a question of whether they can find it." Liu Lang recalled the content of the "Qing Sang Shu" and said truthfully.
"Specifically what medicinal materials are needed, please give me a list. With the Mo family's financial resources, as long as there are still in this world, they will definitely be able to buy them." Mo Qianfan doesn't care about money at all when it comes to the lives and deaths of hundreds of people in the Mo family. This extraneous thing.
However, Liu Lang shook his head, "Some things can't be done with money. I said the same medicinal material, the dragon bone, do you think you can buy it with money?"
"Falling dragon bones? Bone dragons? Is there really a dragon in this world?" Mo Ziyan asked in surprise.
Mo Qianfan on the side was also full of suspicion.
"I don't know if there is any, but it is written like this in the ancient books, but even if the dragon bones are really found, I can't guarantee that the prescriptions in the ancient books are really effective." Although I am convinced of the "Qing Sang Shu", But Liu Lang didn't dare to say it to death.
Mo Qianfan and Mo Ziyan were also silent for a while.
"We have a few sick patients in the Mo family. They are close to forty years old and may not last long, Liu Lang, can you give them a try first with the palliative method?" After thinking for a moment, Mo Qianfan told Liu Lang said.
"Okay!" Liu Lang nodded.
"You guys, go and notify the uncles who are ill, and let them come right away." Mo Qianfan assigned tasks to the young Mo family children.
The young children of the Mo family put on human skin masks and ran out quickly.
About ten minutes later, several middle-aged people walked in one after another.
In addition, a large number of Mo family children gathered outside the small building. After those young people went out, they spread the news that the family's strange illness is expected to be cured. No one cares about this kind of thing that concerns the lives of oneself and his family. Everyone wants to see if it is true for the first time.
"Which one of you will come first, let me make a statement. I have never seen the hemorrhagic disease before, let alone treated. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents during the treatment process. You must be psychologically prepared! And even if it succeeds, I will give you three more. Years of life." Liu Lang glanced at a few middle-aged people and said. These middle-aged people did not wear human skin masks, and their appearance was far more ugly than those younger children of the Mo family before. This meant that their bleeding was much more serious, perhaps in a certain one. The node will suddenly deteriorate, and then within three days, it will die.
"We are all dying, so we are afraid of any accidents. Let me take the lead first!" said one of the stout middle-aged men with a smile.
Hemorrhage has tortured the Mo family for hundreds of years. From the onset to death, the Mo family is very clear. These middle-aged people all know that their lives are not long, maybe a few days or months. But it will never exceed one year. It is obviously cost-effective to win three years in less than a year. Moreover, failure of treatment will not lead to accidental death.
"Okay, then you come in with me!" Liu Lang nodded, leading the burly man into a room that Mo Ziyan had just prepared.
There was a single bed in the middle of the room. Liu Lang asked the stout man to take off his shirt and socks and lay on the single bed. Liu Lang didn't let other people in, but only let Mo Qianfan and Mo Ziyan follow into the room.
The so-called cure for symptoms is actually acupuncture. Hemorrhage is a blood poisoning disease. This blood poison has a half chance of being passed on to offspring. After blood poisoning accumulates in the body for a period of time, it facilitates facial enrichment. This causes a sudden change in appearance, and after a period of accumulation, it will reach the limit that the human body can withstand, causing people to lose their lives.
In Tiangang’s thirty-six needles, there is a set of acupoints that are specifically used for the drainage of blood poisoning. Before coming to Wangdu, Liu Lang had carefully studied it. This method of acupuncture can be used to temporarily suppress the bleeding. However, this suppression period is at most three years.
Three years later, the imprisoned blood poison will inevitably rush out of the meridians, killing people instantly. Of course, for those dying patients with hemorrhagic disease, this method of treating the symptoms but not the root cause is equivalent to increasing their life span by three years.
Liu Lang gently unfolded the cloth bag with 36 silver needles.
Liu Lang bought the 36 silver needles based on the silver needles used by Hua Bailing. The length and thickness are not exactly the same. Different acupuncture points should use different silver needles.
Trying to calm himself down, Liu Lang recalled the scene where Hua Bailing was given a needle last time. His fingers danced. Soon, thirty-six silver needles pierced the strong man's head, hands, feet, and thirty-six acupuncture points on his chest and abdomen. on. When the last silver needle entered the flesh, the face of the stout man instantly changed.
Those pits and distorted facial features slowly unfolded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this change, Mo Qianfan and Mo Ziyan couldn't help but widen their eyes.
In about fifteen minutes, the originally unusually ugly man returned to his normal appearance, but a purple-red spot appeared on his chest.
There was the blood poison that was imprisoned, and once these spots spread, it also meant that the blood poison broke through the imprisonment and re-flowed throughout the body.
"call……"
Liu Lang let out a sigh of relief. His thoughts were indeed correct. Thirty-six Tiangang needles could indeed temporarily suppress hemorrhage.
"Okay!" After removing the thirty-six silver needles, Liu Lang said to the stout man on the bed.
The sturdy man turned over and got up from the bed. It happened that there was a mirror in the room. He hurriedly walked to the mirror and let out an exclamation.
"It's really good, I'm really good!" The thick man danced excitedly, then he bowed deeply to Liu Lang, and then ran out in a hurry.
Outside the small building, countless Mo family members are waiting eagerly. If this is not the residence of the patriarch, they might have rushed in.
At this moment, a round figure flew out from inside.
"Uncle Five?"
"Brother Five?"
"Five Uncles?"
"Little Five?"
Looking at the familiar figure and strange face, many people exclaimed.