Chapter 179 100-Needle Therapy

“It's a deal. Give me your phone number and I will find you in a few days.” Zhou Feixue says happily, “As long as you can meet my requirement, you can make a lot of money.”

“Believe me. All ideals can be realized.” Li Yong laughs and says.

They exchange their numbers. When Zhou Feixue stores the number, she asks, “What's your name?”

“Why don't you just pick a name? I don't ask your name.” Li Yong prevaricates.

“What name do you give me?” Zhou Feixue stretches her neck to see.

“Fake b.r.e.a.s.t.s.” Li Yong doesn't dodge and he shows her the two words.

“You… How can you do that? I have a name. My name is Zhou Feixue. You must change it. Do you hear me? Change it.” Zhou Feixue feels aggrieved, “If you don't change, I'll call you Soft Stick.”

“You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm not soft.” Li Yong doesn't care. His vital part won't become soft because she calls him Soft Stick.

At this time, w.a.n.g Qingge comes forward. She is curious about Li Yong's medical skills. She asks in a low voice, “Li Yong, my b.r.e.a.s.t.s are a little saggy. Can you cure?”

“Aunt w.a.n.g, you are over 40 years old. Isn't this normal?” Zhou Feixue can't help laughing.

w.a.n.g Qingge is embarra.s.sed but she still looks at Li Yong. She wants to hear Li Yong's answer.

“Of course, it's too simple.” Li Yong laughs and says, “If you are willing, I can treat you now.”

“Now? Great, but it seems…” w.a.n.g Qingge looks around. It is a pavilion. There is no barrier around it. People can see it from far away. Besides, someone is walking around not far away.

“You don't need to take off your clothes or your bra. I'll treat you here.” Li Yong decides.

“All right then!” w.a.n.g Qingge is a little shy but she agrees.

When w.a.n.g Qingge faces Li Yong and lifts her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Zhou Feixue's eyes immediately widen. She points to w.a.n.g Qingge and says, “Aunt w.a.n.g, your b.r.e.a.s.t.s are not a little saggy. Your b.r.e.a.s.t.s are saggy badly, aren't they?”

w.a.n.g Qingge is not angry. She smiles and says, “Yes. The older I am, the uglier they look.”

“Hey, how do you treat?” Zhou Feixue asks Li Yong curiously. Sagging b.r.e.a.s.t.s is a problem faced by almost all middle-aged women. Some young women's b.r.e.a.s.t.s also begin to sag, which seems to be natural. She is curious about Li Yong's treatment. She feels that Li Yong is deceiving.

“Look at me.” Then Li Yong raises his hand, pushes his internal strength to his palm and then kneads w.a.n.g Qingge's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. In this process, Li Yong puts his internal strength into w.a.n.g Qingge's b.r.e.a.s.t.s through his fingers. It takes only a minute for w.a.n.g Qingge's breast muscle to grow rapidly just like a girl's.

“Wow, it's amazing.” Looking at this magical process, Zhou Feixue is amazed. She reaches out and touches w.a.n.g Qingge's b.r.e.a.s.t.s and says with doubt, “It is magic, isn't it?”

“It's not magic. It's Qigong Therapy.” Li Yong corrects.

w.a.n.g Qingge is also surprised. She thought it would be better, but she didn't expect it to be so good. Comparing with the other one without treatment, the change is clear at a glance. It's too direct.

It is enlarged and it is very spectacular.

She is so happy that she says in a hurry, “There's another one. Doctor Li, you go on.”

Another minute later, w.a.n.g Qingge, a 40-year-old middle-aged woman, regains her plump b.r.e.a.s.t.s like a girl's. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are no longer saggy at all. Because of her plump b.r.e.a.s.t.s, her waist looks slimmer and her figure also looks better.

She looks younger and more attractive.

This makes her very excited. She keeps thanking Li Yong. She feels warm in her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and she has a very comfortable feeling. It seems that 100 hands are touching her, which makes her a little excited and her face charming.

“Chief w.a.n.g, don't thank me. It's very hard to treat you. It's an ancient therapy. My master once treated Empress Dowager Cixi for chest sagging. At that time, the charge was 100 taels of gold, equivalent to one million yuan now. Please pay the doctor's fee.” Li Yong says seriously.

“You touched her b.r.e.a.s.t.s casually, but you even need one million yuan?” Zhou Feixue covers her mouth and laughs softly. She doesn't think Li Yong charges too much, nor is she afraid that w.a.n.g Qingge can't afford it. She just feels funny.

“It's not one million yuan, but one million yuan for each. You have two b.r.e.a.s.t.s, so you should pay me two million yuan.” Li Yong says faintly.

“Money is not a problem. I will transfer it to you.” w.a.n.g Qingge is in a very good mood. She immediately transfers the money to Li Yong through her phone. She keeps looking at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, fantasizing about being seen by her husband.

“Will it be two million yuan for me then?” Zhou Feixue asks with her head askew.

“Of course not. You've had surgery and you've been stuffed in silica gels. After taking them out, your b.r.e.a.s.t.s will be empty. It will be quite troublesome to treat. The price will certainly be higher. As for the price, we will depend on the situation.”

“As long as there are no sequelae, money will be not a problem. By the way, a friend of mine had a plastic surgery in Korea but she failed. Her face is paralyzed and she can't laugh. Can you cure her?” Zhou Feixue asks.

“Even if she's in a vegetative state, I can treat her, not to mention that her face is just paralyzed.” Li Yong pats his chest.

“Well, I'll take her to you then.” Zhou Feixue says happily.

Then a servant comes and says that lunch is ready.

Zhou Feixue takes Li Yong and w.a.n.g Qingge to the dining hall for lunch. Seeing Zhou Honghui sitting there alone with a dark face and not having lunch, Zhou Feixue asks, “Honghui, is our father cured?”

Zhou Honghui sighs, “Dad's condition is getting worse. He is suddenly unconscious. Li Tao is doing his best to rescue him.”

“What? Why didn't you say that earlier?” Zhou Feixue throws her chopsticks heavily on the dining table. Then she pulls Li Yong's hand, and says as she runs, “Hurry up and save my father.”

“Feixue, even Li Tao can't cure our father, let alone this b.a.s.t.a.r.d.” Zhou Honghui says angrily.

However, Zhou Feixue ignores him and runs away with Li Yong.

w.a.n.g Qingge smiles faintly and says lightly, “Mr. Zhou, I believe Li Yong can cure your father. He can do Qigong.”

Zhou Honghui snorts coldly, throws away his chopsticks and chases them up immediately.

In the living room, Zhou Jiacheng closes his eyes tightly. His face is pale and his breath is weak. He seems to be suffering great pain.

“How could this be? What's wrong? Why?” Li Tao mutters to himself. He is anxious and sweaty. He holds the silver needle in his hand and dares not to pierce. He is trembling slightly.

“Hurry up! Why are you standing there foolishly? Just do it!” Zhou Feixue pulls Li Yong over. Seeing Li Yong standing there motionless, Zhou Feixue urges him with great urgency.

Li Tao reacts suddenly. He glances at Li Yong and says in a cold voice, “If I can't cure Uncle Zhou, n.o.body can. My acupuncture therapy is very amazing and not everyone can understand it. Although I have not cured Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou won't worry about his life. If Uncle Zhou's life is in danger because of his treatment, you can't blame me.”

“Go out, you can't touch my father.” At this time, Zhou Honghui comes and begins to drive Li Yong away.

Li Yong still pays attention to Zhou Jiacheng's body. He sees that Li Tao has pierced silver needles in all acupuncture points of Zhou Jiacheng's body. There are more than 100 needles in his body, which are dense. Zhou Jiacheng looks like a hedgehog.

It turns out to be 100-Needle Therapy. It is said that this acupuncture therapy can stimulate people's potential and immunity, and can cure almost all diseases.

However, Li Tao's ability is obviously insufficient. Although all the silver needles have been pierced into Zhou Jiacheng's body according to the correct acupuncture points, they are not in the right places. Li Tao didn't distinguish the strength of the needles at different acupuncture points.

This causes the body's potential not to be stimulated but to be blocked, making the patient more dangerous.

When Li Yong figures it out, he immediately stretches out his hand to pull Li Tao aside, “Quack doctor harms people.”

“You are a quack.” Li Tao is furious.

“Get out of here.” Zhou Honghui reaches out to stop Li Yong.

“Honghui, let him try! Maybe he can cure Dad.” Zhou Feixue blocks Zhou Honghui and persuades him.

“Feixue, you go out too.” Zhou Honghui slaps Zhou Feixue's face and then goes to drive Li Yong away.

But Li Yong suddenly turns around and pokes his finger on Zhou Honghui's chest. Zhou Honghui is stunned and his whole body becomes numb and unconscious immediately. He is like a puppet and unable to move.

“Death-point Striking. It turns out to be the Death-point Striking.” Li Tao exclaims. He is shocked.

But then he screams because Li Yong kicks him and throws him out directly.

“Anyone who dares to stop me from treating the patient will end up like this.” Li Yong points to Li Tao who is rolling on the ground and shouts to the bodyguards and servants who are coming.

His momentum immediately frightens everyone and no one disturbs him then.

Zhou Feixue covers her face that was slapped and stops the bodyguards, “I believe him. You step back.”

Li Yong walks to Zhou Jiacheng. His hands quickly pinch the silver needles like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.

100 silver needles are pulled out by Li Yong in less than a minute. Li Yong throws them away like garbage. Then he takes out his silver needles in his arms and begins to give Zhou Jiacheng acupuncture with only three needles.

In Li Yong's judgment, though Zhou Jiacheng is seriously ill, he doesn't need to be treated with the 100-Needle Therapy.

Although the 100-Needle Therapy can cure the patient, it also has its drawback. The human body will be immune to acupuncture. If the patient gets ill again, acupuncture will have no effect.

It is because the patient's potential has been fully stimulated and there is no room for the effect again. All the acupuncture points have been stimulated and have lost their due functional effects, so the human body will become weaker and weaker until death.

Although the 100-Needle Therapy can save people's lives, it also overdraws people's lives at the same time.

Zhou Jiacheng is still young and only about 50 years old. If he gets better, pays attention to maintenance and exercise, and is healthy, he may live another 50 years.

If he is used with the 100-Needle Therapy, he will become weaker and weaker, and he won't live for more than 20 years at most.

As a doctor, Li Yong should think about the future of his patient.