Ms. Aihua's migraine is related to a painting????

Isn't this a traitor?

"Puff" Ni Shaolun laughed out loud, "Little Farmer, you are really a perfect charlatan. My aunt's migraine is related to this painting? Could it be that there are monsters in the painting? Moreover, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, when diagnosing patients, I have never heard of nonsense and tangled with a painting...Little Farmer, are you bullying us and never reading a book?"

Sun Wei also frowned slightly...'A big pervert, you are really fooling people... Hey, you are my fake boyfriend now, so don't pretend to be a charlatan. Even I will be with you...'

"Ahem, Xiaolong, Hua and Yan, it's really... it's really hard to get along with each other..." Sun Wei couldn't help but wink at Huang Xiaolong, and the subtext was to calm him down.

"Shaolun, shut up! Listen to Dr. Xiaolong!" Brother Zhao Qi trusted Huang Xiaolong very much.

Huang Xiaolong's expression was calm, "Tang Bohu's pictures of strange trees in the mountains depict huge rocks, turbulent streams flow out from the mountains, and several ancient trees tilted out from the mountains. The whole work, with tall willows, with a clear and elegant intention, water and sky are connected, and the artistic conception is lofty. For any collector, this is a rare treasure. But how much do you know about Tang Bohu's life experience?"

Huang Xiaolong brought up a wave of rhythm, and Zhao Qige and others were all confused and shook their heads. But he felt a little unaware of Huang Xiaolong's explanation.

Huang Xiaolong continued to linger. "Tang Bohu is very famous and is known as the leader of the four talents in Jiangnan, but his life is extremely bumpy and miserable. When his life is most proud, a prison disaster that can change his life follows. In his later years, he was even more displaced and died in depression. This picture of a strange tree in the mountains is one of Tang Bohu's works in his later years. It can be said that when he painted this painting, he was very energetic, full of resentment and resentment. For literati, not meeting talent is the most painful and miserable thing. This picture of a strange tree in the mountains is naturally full of Tang Bohu's resentment and resentment. Over time, a evil spirit is formed in the painting!"

After saying that, Huang Xiaolong turned to look at Ms. Aihua. "Ms. Aihua's face is a wealthy and prosperous appearance, but there is a trace of imperceptible evil spirit between her eyebrows. It is affected by this evil spirit that Ms. Aihua has migraines every day and can only take painkillers to relieve it."

"Ah? So?" After Huang Xiaolong's explanation, Zhao Qige suddenly realized and believed in every word and sentence of Huang Xiaolong. "Doctor Xiaolong, what you mean is that this picture of Tang Bohu's mountain strange tree, the evil spirit contained in it was absorbed by Aihua, so she would suffer from migraines and go to the hospital for examination, but it was not a disease."

"Ah! It's true! Master! Doctor Xiaolong, you are so master! No wonder, you didn't have any trouble before. Since I bought this painting, I started to have a migraine. This time, I have found the root cause!" Ms. Aihua now completely convinced Huang Xiaolong. At the beginning, her doubts and some contempt for Huang Xiaolong were gone. She was even a little ashamed, ashamed of her snobbish eyes that judged people by her appearance...

"Impossible! My aunt's illness cannot be caused by this painting, it's too far-fetched!" Ni Shaolun was still dissatisfied. "As you said, my uncle and my aunt live together. If there is something wrong with this painting, why didn't my uncle suffer from migraines, but my aunt alone?"

"Hahahaha~ Your IQ is really a problem." Huang Xiaolong sneered. "Do you want to know the reason? Let me tell you. Because Zhao Qi Ge was born at noon, the person who was born during that period had the strongest yang energy and was not invaded by evil spirits, so he would naturally not be affected by the painting. Ms. Aihua was born at midnight. People who were born during this period had weaker yang energy and the yin energy rose. Relatively speaking, it was easier to be contaminated by dirty things."

"This...this...this..." Ni Shaolun was finally speechless and speechless.

At this point, Brother Zhao Qi and Ms. Aihua have already shocked Huang Xiaolong to the heavens, and every word, every punctuation they say to him is regarded as the truth.

"Uh~ I really didn't expect that this big pervert is still a bit of a ghost..." Sun Wei murmured. Subconsciously, her curiosity about Huang Xiaolong became stronger and stronger!

"So...Doctor Xiaolong, what should I do now?" Brother Zhao Qi, the former Binhai Black, Dao Dao Owl, asked Huang Xiaolong with his eyebrows down.

"It's very simple." Huang Xiaolong laughed. "Either you just want someone to write an inscription on the painting to suppress the evil spirit in the painting. But this method is not advisable. Because most people do not have the talent of Tang Bohu. Rascalingly speaking, not only can't suppress the evil spirit, but they will make mistakes. I have such talent, but this is the original work, and I won't destroy it. Also, use talismans to drive away evil spirits, but more or less, it will affect the charm of this painting. Therefore, the best way is to auction the painting. According to the current market conditions, my god, this painting can be worth 100 million..."

As he said that, Huang Xiaolong was smacking his tongue.

But he was not jealous. For him, money is certainly a good thing, but he made money just to enjoy the wonderful process.

"Ah~ Hahahaha~ Yes, yes, yes, sell! Sell! I am a big and rude man, and I really can't appreciate ancient paintings, so I won't be able to be more polite. Sell! It can cure Aihua's disease, and make a fortune. Why not kill two birds with one stone?" Zhao Qi laughed heartily, and immediately ordered his servants to take down the painting and put it away.

Draw it and something amazing happened!

Ms. Aihua's face turned a little rosy, her complexion improved a lot, and she looked radiant and her spirits shook!

"Oh! Ouch! Hey!" Ms. Aihua screamed. "The head doesn't hurt anymore! No pain at all! Oh my god! I'm so in great spirits! It's like a chicken blood! Oh! Doctor Xiaolong, from today on, who said you are not a miracle doctor, I'll fight to the death!"

Immediate results!

At this time, even Ni Shaolun admired Huang Xiaolong in his heart. Although he did not show it, he did not dare to yell in front of Huang Xiaolong.

"Brother Zhao Qi, I won't waste time. Let's treat your heart now. I'll go back to find me, Sister Xiaoman later." Huang Xiaolong said.

"Sister Xiaoman?" Sun Wei's heart thumped slightly. 'Don't you look for Song Yuru? Who is Miss Xiaoman?'

"Okay, okay." Brother Zhao Qi said repeatedly.

Just 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 the canvas bag.

He looked at Brother Zhao's heart slightly, and suddenly, Huang Xiaolong moved!

His hands were like butterflies, and at a dazzling speed, he stabbed all four,416 silver needles into the acupuncture points near Brother Zhao's heart.

Then, Huang Xiaolong pressed the silver needle through the air with both hands... bang bang bang bang bang!

Something magic happened!

The slightly soft silver needles were actually stretched out one by one!

"Uh~" Next to him, Sun Wei and Ni Shaolun's eyes were about to pop out.

Huang Xiaolong pressed the air again, and a cold air flowed into the 4416 acupoints of Brother Zhao Qi along the silver needle. In an instant, Brother Zhao Qi felt cold all over and his teeth were trembling.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Xiaolong bounced his fingers again, and a stream of burning air flowed all along the silver needle and sent it into Brother Zhao Qi's body.

In this way, one cold and one heat, one yin and one yang, two airflows swam across Zhao Qige's limbs and bones, and finally merged near his heart, forming a yin and yang wood fish visible to the naked eye, nourishing his heart.

"Ah! Comfortable! So comfortable! So comfortable! My heart feels so good!" Brother Zhao Qi shouted repeatedly with an enjoyable expression on his face. "God... God! Doctor Xiaolong, you are a living god! So comfortable, you have never been so comfortable in your life... Oh, hey, it's heaven, it's heaven, it's heaven..."

This is all incoherent.

"What are you calling for by uncle?" Ni Shaolun was laughing and crying next to him.

"I'm so stupid, I'm still here..." Ms. Aihua blushed and spat.

Brother Zhao Qi's face changed! His face turned red, and the few deep wrinkles on his forehead became lighter.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

His heart beat even more powerfully, like beating a drum!

"It's so exciting! I feel like I'm ten years younger! No, I'm at least twenty years younger!" Brother Zhao Qi's eyes shining!

"You...you...what is your acupuncture technique?" Sun Wei looked at Huang Xiaolong in amazement.

She never expected that Huang Xiaolong not only knew medical skills, but also had such great medical skills!

At least in terms of acupuncture, I'm afraid that Huang Xiaolong is not as good as the entire Binhai, right?

She is cold and arrogant by nature and has never convinced anyone. She only respects the older generation in the family, but will never admire her. However, at this moment, she is really convinced by Huang Xiaolong!

Moreover, she wanted to strip Huang Xiaolong naked and take out all her secrets!

"I am using Qi to control the needle." Huang Xiaolong looked at Sun Wei with a smile, and his eyes quickly swept over her graceful body. "What, Sister White Tiger, are you interested? Do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn!" Sun Wei shouted without thinking.

"It's a pity that I won't teach you." Huang Xiaolong smiled brightly.

"You! You fool me!" Sun Wei was so angry that she bit her teeth.
Chapter completed!