Chapter 1043 - The Acupuncture Technique Was A Lost Art

Chapter 1043 - The Acupuncture Technique Was A Lost Art

Huo Yao was dressed in a khaki-colored sweater and jeans with her sleeves rolled up to her wrists. She was clearly a university student.

Even though Wang had already learned from Li Fang that the apothecary was only a university student, it was different for him to see her with his own eyes.

She was genuinely very young!

Even his granddaughter was older than her.

Huo Yao nodded calmly as Wang scrutinized her. Then, she greeted Li Fang, "Hi, Mr. Li."

Huo Yao had exquisite features and looked confident and dignified as usual. Li Fang smiled and greeted her before he pointed at Wang standing beside him. "This is Wang. He is the chairman of the Apothecaries' Association."

"How do you do?" greeted Huo Yao courteously. There wasn't the slightest change in her demeanor even though he was the chairman of the Apothecaries' Association.

It felt as though she was treating him like any other elderly gentleman.

Wang could not help feeling surprised. He had encountered all walks of people in his life. Most people would show reverence or ingratiate themselves the moment they found out his true identity. Only a handful of people were able to react as calmly as her.

Li Fang cleared his throat and interrupted Wang's staring. "Let's talk inside."

He led everyone into the house.

Wang felt somewhat emotional. He stood aside and let Huo Yao enter first before slowly following behind her. Every now and then, he would look up at her from behind.

Did she really prepare Li Fang's prescription?

Everyone went into the living room and sat down.

Huo Yao wasted no time and took Li Fang's pulse.

Li Fang's physical condition was just as Huo Yao had anticipated. The active virus had already been contained in one place. She pulled her hand back and retrieved her sheepskin roll.

It contained her needles.

Wang was holding a teacup in his hand. Even though there was tea in his mouth, all his attention was on Huo Yao. The moment he saw the long slender gold thread, he went into a daze.

Huo Yao failed to notice Wang's expression. After disinfecting the gold thread and silver needles, she told Li Fang to lie flat on the couch. She twined a few rounds of gold thread on her fingers before she looked at him and said, "Now, I am going to perform acupuncture on you. The process might be a little painful."

Li Fang undid his shirt buttons. "That's fine. I can take it."

Huo Yao glanced at Li Fang. She pressed a few acupuncture points on his body before sealing them with silver needles. Even though the gold thread twined on her fingers looked like fine hair, it was able to pierce through skin effortlessly.

With a gentle touch, the goldthread passed through his skin into his blood vessels bit by bit and the arteries near his heart. The medicine he took earlier had the toxins under control and she was going to force them out of his system through his shoulder.

Huo Yao was very good at it. After the gold thread had entered his heart, there wasn't the slightest tremble or pause. Also, the arteries around the heart were very complicated. If her action was too hard, the gold thread would break. She could not perform acupuncture either if she was not firm enough.

Wang was an acupuncture expert, so he was blown away at this sight.

He had never seen such an unusual way to perform acupuncture.

In ancient times, there were records of using gold thread to perform acupuncture. However, it was very difficult and it was almost a completely lost art. Most of the acupuncture techniques that were passed down through time usually used silver needles.

Wang was not sure if she was using the long-lost Gold Thread Technique.. Just looking at the girl's acupuncture skills, she was surely unsurpassable.