Chapter 11 Nine Needles for Soul Resurrection

"What? Hua Tuo's golden prescription doesn't cure the disease?"

Cao Xinghua's expression suddenly changed, "Little brother, you are definitely mistaken. There are records about Hua Tuo's golden prescription in many ancient books. It is clearly stated that this is a golden prescription that can be used for vicious diseases."

"You've all made a mistake." Ye Bufan shook his head and said.

The world-famous Ma Fei Powder and Huatuo Jinfang are two prescriptions that came out of ancient medicine. As a descendant of ancient medicine, how could he not know the efficacy of Huatuo Jinfang.

He further explained: “There is nothing wrong with Huatuo Jinfang being used for malignant diseases, but its meaning is not to cure malignant diseases, but to help late-stage patients relieve their pain.

In terms of function, it is the same as Mafei San, except that Mafei San is used for surgical operations, while it is used for late-stage pain relief in seriously ill patients.

To put it bluntly, it is just a prescription for painkillers that can be used for various conditions, including pain relief for patients with terminal cancer. It is much more effective than the painkillers currently used for cancer patients, and it does not have any addiction or side effects. "

"This...how is this possible?"

Cao Xinghua looked in disbelief, "This is impossible. If it can't cure the disease, why is it called Huatuo Jinfang?"

Ye Bufan said: “For some severely ill patients, such as late-stage cancer or pancreatitis, the pain will definitely make life worse than death.

This prescription can effectively relieve this kind of pain. Only those who have tried that kind of pain know how valuable this medicine is, so it is called the golden prescription. "

"this……"

Cao Xinghua was completely fooled. The previous prescription was incomplete, and he was unable to determine the properties and efficacy of the medicine, and eventually misunderstood the records in ancient books.

As Ye Bufan said, the efficacy of this medicine is extremely valuable.

But he pinned all his hopes of curing his old friend on Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription. Since this prescription can only relieve pain but cannot fundamentally cure the disease, what else can he use to save people?

Seeing his disappointed look, Ye Bufan comforted him: "Mr. Cao, you don't have to take it too seriously. Although Huatuo Jinfang cannot cure diseases, you can still think of other ways."

"Other ways?" Cao Xinghua suddenly felt something in his heart, "Little brother, can you cure my old friend's disease?"

Ye Bufan was able to possess the complete Hua Tuo Golden Formula, which showed that his master was extraordinary, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

Ye Bufan nodded and said, "Okay."

Cao Xinghua was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Little brother, are you sure you can cure it? How sure are you?"

"Eighty percent!"

Ye Bufan

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This is a very humble statement. The other party is just a lung disease, which is nothing in front of the inheritance of ancient medicine.

But Cao Qinghua was extremely excited. After trying for so long, he could not find a cure at all. It was unimaginable for him to be 80% sure.

"That's great, little brother, would you please come with me to diagnose an old friend."

Ye Bufan nodded. The fact that this old man was so concerned about his friend's illness showed that he was a sweet-tempered person. It was no big deal for him to help.

Cao Xinghua drove an Audi A6, and the two of them left Baicaotang and rushed to the most famous Jiangnan Picturesque Community in Jiangnan City.

When he met Ye Bufan for the first time, he didn't completely trust him. The reason why he invited his old friend to treat his illness was out of necessity and there was no other better choice.

Cao Xinghua asked while driving: "Little brother, how are you going to treat my old friend?"

His words were both asking and a bit like taking a test. He wanted to see if Ye Bufan was telling lies.

"According to what Mr. Cao just said, the most suitable method for this kind of condition is the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles."

"What? What did you say?"

After hearing the words "Nine Needles for Soul Resurrection", Cao Xinghua shook his hands in shock. The vehicle deviated from the direction and almost collided with an oncoming large truck.

Fortunately, Ye Bufan reacted quickly and reached out to push on the steering wheel, which saved the day.

"Mr. Cao, pay attention to safety!"

Ye Bufan shouted, but he was quite amused in his heart. This old man was already a long time old, why was he still so uncalm.

Cao Xinghua braked and stopped on the side of the road, then took Ye Bufan's hand and said, "Little brother, what did you just say? Is it really the Nine Soul Resurrection Needles?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Oh my god, you can actually revive the soul with nine needles. Are you lying to the old man?"

No wonder Cao Xinghua is so excited. The Nine Soul-Reviving Acupuncture is known as the most remarkable acupuncture method in the history of traditional Chinese medicine. It once had the reputation of causing the soul to come out and make people cry.

Legend has it that as long as the nine soul-reviving needles can be used, even the dead can be revived, leaving the two soul seducers, Black and White, at a loss.

Ye Bufan said: "Of course I won't lie to you. This acupuncture method does exist in our inheritance."

"It's great, it's really great. With the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, Lao He's life can finally be saved."

Cao Xinghua suddenly had full confidence in Ye Bufan, restarted the car and drove forward quickly.

Jiangnan Hejia, in

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Jiangnan is definitely a person that all the upper class looks up to.

He Changqing, the old man of the He family, once conquered the world with Taizu and made countless military exploits for China. He is one of the few remaining elders today and has extremely strong influence in Jiangnan City and even China.

His three sons are also very outstanding. The eldest son He Tianming is in the army and has already had a star shining on his shoulders. The second son He Tianda is in politics and is a high official in Jiangnan Province.

The third son, He Tianqi, is engaged in business and has become very wealthy.

Because of this, the He family has a strong voice in the entire Jiangnan City.

The He family's villa is the best building in the picturesque community in Jiangnan. It is a separate courtyard with three small European-style buildings.

Cao Xinghua was obviously very familiar with this place, seeing the bodyguards in front of his door without any obstruction.

After entering the door, a middle-aged man in his 40s greeted him. It was He Changqing's third son, He Tianqi.

"Uncle Cao, you're here." He Tianqi said with a sad face, "I was just about to call your old man. My father's condition is getting worse and worse these days. Please take a look at him quickly."

"Don't worry, I brought Xiaoye here today to see Lao He."

Cao Xinghua introduced Ye Bufan to He Tianqi and said, "This is Doctor Ye Bufan."

"Ah?" He Tianqi looked confused. In the past, Cao Xinghua often brought some famous Chinese medicine doctors to diagnose his father, but all of them were old men over 60 years old. When had there been such a young Chinese medicine doctor?

Cao Xinghua saw his thoughts and said: "Although Xiaoye is young, his medical skills are far superior to the old man and me. Let's go and see Lao He."

Although He Tianqi didn't quite believe Ye Bufan, Mr. Cao always had to give him face, so he led the two of them to a three-story building.

Cao Xinghua was familiar with the place and soon led Ye Bufan into a separate three-story building, which was the Ye family's private hospital.

Although this is a private hospital, the medical conditions are no worse than those of large hospitals.

Entering the ward, Ye Bufan saw an old man with white beard and hair lying on the hospital bed. He was haggard and pale, and he was already in a coma.

He Tianqi said anxiously: "Uncle Cao, help my father find a way."

Cao Xinghua looked at Ye Bufan: "Xiaoye, please help Lao He take a look."

Ye Bufan nodded and walked towards He Changqing's hospital bed. Just as he was about to reach out to feel his pulse, he heard someone shouting from behind: "Stop, don't touch my grandpa!"