Chen Fei glanced at Du Cang, understood his thoughts, and then said: "The reason for this disease that Du Cang diagnosed should be the skin itching caused by dampness and heat in his body, so his treatment method is mainly to find ways to remove dampness and heat."

"If I'm right, Du Cang just acupunctured the five acupoints of Mr. Wu's Shenshu, Yingxiang, Shiguan, Tianchi and Quze acupoints, and the order is in the order I listed. These acupoints have the effect of removing dampness and heat, and strengthening stimulation in a short time can have a certain therapeutic effect." Chen Fei opened his mouth.

Wu Chuan heard Chen Fei speak in a good manner, but didn't know if it was correct, so he turned his attention to Du Cang.

At this moment, Du Cang's face changed and showed a surprised expression. Because what Chen Fei said just now was completely correct, no matter whether he was the acupuncture point or the success of his acupuncture point, it was not bad at all. If it weren't for sure that Chen Fei was not present at that time, Du Cang would probably think that Chen Fei had peeked at his treatment process.

Although it was a bit unexpected and unacceptable, Du Cang nodded to Wu Chuan and said, "Doctor Chen is very accurate."

Now, even Wu Chuan was a little surprised. After all, when he came to Chen Fei to treat his illness, he just wanted to treat the dead horse as a living horse. The best effect would be, and if it didn't, it wouldn't be worse. However, he didn't expect that the other party would show his skills casually now, and it was so powerful that he even shocked the small three-instance.

At this moment, Wu Chuan couldn't help but feel more anticipated, and his eyes looking at Chen Fei became more and more intense.

At this time, Chen Fei smiled faintly, and before it was over, his eyes fell on Du Cang again and said, "If I guessed correctly, the prescription that Dr. Du usually prescribed to Mr. Wu should be like this."

"Five grams of Pueraria root, three grams of summer yam, two grams of wild yam; one gram of Pittol peel, two grams of mulberry parasitism, one gram of Atractylodes; one gram of Schisandra chinensis, two grams of cypress kernel; three grams of Prince Ginseng..."

"Among them, the main effects of Pueraria root, Sugar Deergrass and Lanhua yam are to clear heat; while the skin of Pittrum, mulberry parasitism and Atractylodes are to remove dampness; as for Schisandra chinensis and cypress cerevisia, it is used because of Mr. Wu's itching and irritability, and he calms his mind; the last prince ginseng, etc., has the effect of strengthening the stomach and nourishing the spleen."

After talking about this, Mr. Wu was a little surprised. He didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, but after all, he had taken medicine for a long time, he vaguely remembered that there were indeed several familiar names in the prescriptions Du Cang prescribed for himself.

At this moment, Du Cang was completely shocked. He looked at Chen Fei with a little stunned, his lips moved, and then rubbed his eyes again, saying, "You, how do you know my prescription?"

This sentence is equivalent to determining the accuracy of Chen Fei's speech. Not only did he give a few medicinal materials, but he also accurately stated the amount, and even expressed the pharmacological effects.

Such an accurate result made Du Cang really shocked. Looking at Chen Fei, he couldn't help but speak, "You, who are you?"

Chen Fei smiled and did not answer.

At this time, Wu Chuan saw Du Cang's expression and knew that he had met a master. He was immediately excited. He looked at Chen Fei and said, "Doctor Chen, I, can I cure this problem?"

Chen Fei nodded and said, "Of course it can be cured, and I can cure you on the spot."

"Can it be cured on the spot? Really?" Wu Chuan couldn't help but say in surprise, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Du Cang came to his senses at this moment. When he heard Chen Fei's words, he couldn't help but speak, "Although this problem is not very bad, it is not so easy to cure. Otherwise, it would have taken me half a year to not cure it. Besides, it was still under the guidance of my grandfather several times."

Chen Fei shook his head and said lightly: "That's because you are not good at learning skills, so don't blame the complicated condition."

"You..." This was the first time Du Cang heard someone say that he was not good at studying, and he was a young Chinese medicine doctor who was younger than him.

Chen Fei curled his lips and said to Du Cang, "If you don't agree, then just watch from the side, how did I cure President Wu."

While speaking, Chen Fei picked up the silver needles prepared on the small table next to him.

Mr. Wu quickly prepared to take off his clothes and asked Chen Fei to give him an injection. But Chen Fei stopped him and said, "No need to take off his clothes, I'll just put a few injections on my wrist."

"A needle is inserted on the wrist?" Mr. Wu was puzzled.

Du Cang also looked suspicious and said, "This disease of dampness, heat and itching is in the axilla, groin and other places. The root of the disease is within the texture. What effect can you have when you put an acupuncture on your wrist?"

Chen Fei did not explain immediately, but pinched the silver needle and circulated the inner vital energy in his body, injected it into the silver needle, and then quickly pierced it into the wrist meridians, and then activated the inner vital energy to move to the root of the disease.

Chen Fei practiced the "Nine Yang Burning Heaven Skills" of Zhigang Zhiyang. The vital energy in his body was vigorous and burning, and it moved to the lesions and completely burned the root of the disease. Naturally, Wuchuan's disease was cured.

In this way, in less than five minutes, Wu Chuan felt a burning feeling from the place where he usually itched, and it became slightly hot. Then, the feeling slowly faded, and he felt his body lightening. The itch that was everywhere was completely eliminated, and the whole person felt completely relaxed.

"I, I'm not itchy at all!" Wu Chuan looked surprised and even scratched his body a few times regardless of his image. "It's really not itchy at all, it's all gone."

Du Cang was also full of surprise and rushed over, grabbed Wu Chuan's wrist and diagnosed his pulse.

A few minutes later, Du Cang's face turned into shock, and he looked at Chen Fei with some incomprehension, frowned and said, "You, have you really cured Uncle Chuan's disease?"

"What do you think?" Chen Fei looked at Du Cang.

Even if Du Cang didn't want to admit it, he had to face the reality. He nodded with a somewhat ugly expression and confirmed Chen Fei's treatment effect.

Then, he looked at Chen Fei with a burning look and asked, "You, how did you cure Uncle Chuan's disease? And, why is it useful to put a needle on your wrist?"

Chen Fei sighed lightly and said, "In traditional Chinese medicine, the human meridians are connected. Although I pricked the needle on my wrist, I can naturally circulate the lesions through the meridians."

"I naturally know that the meridians are connected, but that doesn't mean that you can say you can do whatever you want..." Du Cang frowned, but suddenly, he suddenly realized something and looked at Chen Fei in shock, "You just said, are you lucky to get a needle?"

"Yes, I cured Mr. Wu's disease. It was to use my energy to burn the root of the disease to take effect." Chen Fei said lightly.
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