I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

Zhou Yuanshan placed his hand on the table, and Chen Mo began to take his pulse.

Qin Shouye, Qin Wanqing, Li Shijia, and Jiang Tao watched silently, not daring to disturb them.

Zhao Hongbo also looked on, but his face was full of disapproval. Acupuncture treatment for Parkinson's disease?

That's absolutely outrageous!

It's not that he looks down on traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, but that Parkinson's disease is incurable.

About two minutes later, Chen Mo opened his eyes.

Li Shijia asked, "Mr. Chen, can it be cured?"

All eyes turned to Chen Mo.

Qin Shouye, Qin Wanqing, Zhou Yuanshan, Jiang Tao, and even Zhao Hongbo were all waiting for Chen Mo to speak.

"It's nothing serious, just a few stitches!"

Chen Mo downplayed it.

Li Shijia was overjoyed; the gloom on his face vanished, and he turned to look at Zhou Yuanshan:

"Grandpa! I told you Mr. Chen could do it! See, I didn't lie to you!"

Zhou Yuanshan, however, was not so optimistic. He knew exactly what Parkinson's disease was...

Neurodegenerative diseases are incurable worldwide!

Can a young person be cured with just a few acupuncture needles?

is it possible?

"Dr. Chen, are you sure my illness can be cured?" Zhou Yuanshan couldn't help but ask.

Just as Chen Mo was about to speak, Zhao Hongbo stood up.

His expression was very unpleasant, and his tone became even more unfriendly:

"That's ridiculous! Parkinson's disease is a neurodegenerative disease, and there is no cure in the world!"

"You're just a young man, how dare you talk so big!"

"This isn't healing, it's deception! It's utter nonsense!"

"They're playing with patients' hopes like a joke; they have absolutely no medical ethics whatsoever!"

Zhao Hongbo became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice grew louder and louder:

"I, Zhao Hongbo, have practiced medicine for thirty years, and I despise swindlers like you the most!"

"Taking advantage of patients' lack of medical knowledge, they make unfounded claims, exaggerate treatment effects, and deceive patients to gain their trust!"

"How is your behavior any different from those charlatans who put up 'GG' signs on utility poles?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo frowned slightly.

From the moment he entered, this person kept questioning and denying, using the big labels of "science" and "medical ethics" to intimidate him.

Chen Mo didn't want to argue, but this person was just too annoying and was giving him a headache.

So he took out a silver needle from his pocket and flicked his wrist.

A silver needle flashed with a cold light and pierced Zhao Hongbo's chest.

Zhao Hongbo's voice stopped abruptly. His mouth was open, still in the same position as when he was speaking, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His body froze on the spot, like a stone statue, only his eyes could still move, staring wide-eyed, filled with terror.

Chen Mo withdrew his hand: "Alright, the annoying flies are quiet now, let's start treating the illness!"

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Just moments ago, Dean Zhao was speaking eloquently and righteously, but now he stood frozen in place, as if someone had struck his pressure points.

It's like a puppet whose pause button has been pressed.

Zhou Yuanshan looked at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with shock.

Qin Shouye was so shocked that he stood up abruptly, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

Jiang Tao walked up to Zhao Hongbo and waved his hand in front of his eyes... but there was no reaction.

He pushed Zhao Hongbo's shoulder again, but couldn't budge him; Zhao Hongbo seemed rooted to the spot.

"Brother Chen, how...how did you do that? You immobilized him with just one needle?"

Jiang Tao looked at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This move felt to him just like the pressure point techniques in martial arts novels—it was amazing!

"It's very simple. The human body has many acupoints, and each acupoint has a different function!"

Chen Mo said, "Some acupoints govern qi and blood, some govern the internal organs, and some govern the meridians!"

"The acupoint I needled is called the side branch of the 'Dumb Gate' point, which governs the root of the tongue and limb movement!"

"Inserting a silver needle into this acupoint will temporarily block the transmission of nerve signals!"

"therefore!"

"It's not about immobilizing him, it's about preventing the commands from his brain from reaching his body."

Jiang Tao was completely bewildered by what he was hearing—the terms "dumb gate" and "nerve signal transmission"—it felt like he was listening to gibberish, yet he had a sense of awe and wonder.

"Brother Chen, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and heard these words, I would have thought some charlatan was lying to me!"

"But seeing this with my own eyes, I realized how profound and extensive traditional Chinese medicine is. You are amazing!"

Qin Shouye nodded repeatedly, his voice filled with amazement:

"The wisdom left by our ancestors is indeed profound; we, their descendants, know far too little about traditional Chinese medicine!"

Zhou Yuanshan nodded, and the way he looked at Chen Mo was different from before.

Regardless of whether Chen Mo can cure his Parkinson's disease.

Based on this skill alone, Chen Mo's medical skills are definitely not bad.

Zhou Yunshan took a deep breath and sat up straight: "Dr. Chen, thank you for your help!"

"You're too kind, sir!"

Chen Mo nodded, opened the sandalwood needle box, and nine silver needles appeared before everyone's eyes.

Chen Mo picked up the first one and reminded Zhou Yuanshan:

"Mr. Zhou, I'm about to begin. You might feel a little soreness, but that's normal, don't be nervous!"

"Come on, come on!"

Zhou Yuanshan closed his eyes.

Chen Mo said no more and picked up the silver needles to begin acupuncture.

The first acupuncture point is Baihui (GV20).

The point at the top of the head, the midpoint of the line connecting the tips of the ears, is a vital acupoint on the Governing Vessel, which regulates the Yang energy throughout the body.

The silver needle pierced the scalp and slowly penetrated deeper. Zhou Yuanshan frowned slightly, but did not move.

The second acupuncture point is Fengchi (GB20).

Below the back of the head, in the depression on the outer side of the two large tendons.

These are key acupoints on the Gallbladder Meridian, used to dispel wind and cold, unblock the meridians, and relieve pain.

The third acupuncture point is Dazhui (GV14).

Located in the depression below the spinous process of the seventh cervical vertebra, at the intersection of the Governing Vessel and the three Yang meridians of the hand and foot, it is a place where the Yang energy of the whole body gathers.

After inserting the needles three times, Chen Mo gently flicked the end of the needle with his finger, causing the silver needle to vibrate and emit a very faint buzzing sound.

"Old Zhou, do you feel anything?" Chen Mo asked.

Zhou Yuanshan closed his eyes, carefully felt around, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Yes! The back of my head feels a little warm!"

"Don't worry, fever is normal!"

Chen Mo offered a word of comfort and then picked up the fourth needle.

Quchi acupoint is located at the lateral end of the elbow crease, in the depression on the lateral side of the elbow crease when the elbow is flexed.

The fifth needle is applied to the Hegu acupoint, located at the base of the thumb on the back of the hand.

The sixth needle is located at Yanglingquan, on the lateral side of the lower leg, in the depression below and in front of the head of the fibula.

The seventh needle is located at Zusanli, four finger-widths below the outer side of the knee.

The eighth needle, Taichong point, is located in the depression before the junction of the first and second metatarsal bones on the dorsum of the foot.

The ninth needle is at Neiguan (PC6), on the inner side of the wrist, between the two tendons.

Nine silver needles, from head to toe, connected Zhou Yuanshan's body into a single unit.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and began to pluck the needle's tail as if plucking a string.

His movements were quick, but each shot was precise and powerful, as if calculated.

Nine taps on Baihui acupoint!

Nine times at the Fengchi acupoint!

Nine times at the Dazhui acupoint!

Then, tap each acupoint nine times: Quchi, Hegu, Yanglingquan, Zusanli, Taichong, and Neiguan. After completing one round, start again from the beginning.

This cycle repeated itself, and Zhou Yuanshan's expression changed.

First it turns pale red, then gradually turns flushed.

Sweat began to bead on his forehead, his breathing became deep and long, and his chest heaved.

"hot……"

Zhou Yuanshan murmured, "My whole body is burning up... from the top of my head to the soles of my feet..."

Qin Shouye watched this scene without blinking.

He had lived for over seventy years and had seen many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, but he had never seen anything like this...

Nine silver needles were inserted from head to toe, and after that, the whole person felt as if they had been revitalized.

His face turned rosy, he was sweating profusely, and his breathing became rapid and deep.

This is hardly acupuncture; it's more like a blood transfusion.

magical!

Amazing!

Li Shijia stood to the side, his eyes gleaming.

He knew Chen Mo was a skilled doctor and had personally witnessed Chen Mo giving acupuncture to the old men.

But every time he watched it, he felt like he was witnessing a miracle.

Qin Wanqing and Jiang Tao stared blankly at Chen Mo performing acupuncture, as if they were looking at a fairy tale.

They are not ordinary people; they have met many famous doctors and experts and professors from major hospitals.

But I've never seen anything like this before... just a few silver needles can cause such a big change in a person!

Just like watching a movie!

Compared to Chen Mo's approach, those doctors who only know how to write prescriptions and have patients draw blood for tests are really too low-level!