"Little Prince, I know some medical skills..."

"Hey, wait, don't call me Little Prince, that's everyone's joke. How much weight is for me, I understand. I'm older than you, if you're happy, call me Brother Sheng. If you don't like, just call me Nalanshou."

"good."

Yan Feiyang is always so proud of his words.

"I can see that your situation is wrong."

Nalan Shou smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, so tell me, where is my disease?"

The eyes that looked at Yan Feiyang became bright and even a little childlike excited, and he actually regarded this as something particularly fun.

Yan Feiyang stretched out his finger and said, "Brother Nalan, your problem is here."

Generally speaking, Yan Feiyang rarely calls someone who has just met so affectionately, but Nalan Shou is so generous that Yan Feiyang has a good impression of him and is also willing to make friends with him.

"Yeah, you are God. How did you see it?"

Nalan Shou was shocked and started yelling.

Taoist Kun and Feng Xiaoyao looked at each other, and both raised their eyebrows.

Obviously, they were quite surprised by this.

Yan Feiyang said softly: "You can see from your movements that it is not very coordinated. When you close the trend, you are a little unsteady. This is obviously caused by a tumor in the brain that compresses the central nervous system."

Nalan Shou said in surprise: "Your look is almost as good as the eagle eye of the Shangguan family."

The Shangguan in the north was famous for his divine eyes.

Shangguan Ying is a visibly conscious person, who is as famous as Gongsun Ba in his swearing thousands of miles away.

Nalan Shou knew that although he tried his best to suppress the condition, his movements were indeed slightly deformed and distorted. It was hard for ordinary people to see that Yan Feiyang could tell that there was a tumor in his head with just a glance. How great is this look and insight?

"Brother Nalan. I'll give you a pulse..."

Yan Feiyang stretched out three fingers and put them on Nalan Shou's wrist.

Originally, Feng Xiaoyao came to visit Kun Zhenren today, but there was something else, but no one spoke at that moment. He watched Yan Feiyang's every move with concentration, without disturbing him at all.

Let’s see what tricks this young man can do.

Nalan Shou had a smile on his face, as if he thought this was quite fun.

It’s not surprising that Nalan Shou has this attitude. In fact, over the years, he has lived in this suffocating fear. If it weren’t for the guy who is as firm as iron, he would definitely not be able to maintain this good mentality.

This also explains his "fighting crazy" state.

When a person knows that his life is in danger and may end at any time, he will naturally not care too much about anything, as long as he is happy. Fortunately, Nalan Shou's hobby is just to find someone to fight, not to do anything else.

Otherwise, with his identity and status as the young master of the Nalan family, as well as his good skills, it would really cause an uproar.

Although Nalan Shou thanked Yan Feiyang for his kindness, he did not have much hope.

I don’t know how many physiognomy masters have seen this disease and fate, and it’s not that many physiognomy masters have proposed ways to resolve this disease, but it is basically a fantasy. Even if Nalan Jun’s wealth and power are great, it is absolutely impossible.

There was a very famous five-vein master in the world who once proposed to Nalan Jun that he wanted to borrow the fortune of a wealthy person from Qi Tian and proposed specific candidates.

In the martial arts world, people with ill-fated fates have not only one way to change their fate, one of which is to "borrow great blessings".

However, the specific candidate he proposed was really desperate.

That is the real king.

Nalan Jun is known as the King of Northeast China, and he is so powerful that he doesn't want to say it. However, he is a rude person after all, and has no comparison with the real king. In the eyes of the other party, Nalan Jun is just a private entrepreneur with a certain wealth.

With such an identity and such a status, it is almost impossible to borrow great blessings from others.

Because borrowing Hongfu is not stealing!

It must be approved by the parties involved.

How could that king agree to lend his wealth?

No one dared to raise such a topic in front of him at all.

Nalan Shou's borrowing Hongfu was different from Gu Bailian. Gu Bailian's fate was far less fierce than Nalan Shou, so he could borrow Hongfu from Xiao Xiong by stealing. Even so, Gu Bailian must work for Xiao Xiong for the rest of her life and must not betray him. Otherwise, the borrowed Hongfu will be cut off immediately, and a disaster will come in a blink of an eye.

The worst thing is that even if the king is willing to borrow, he may not be able to find a top-grade master who is willing to cast spells.

This kind of forced borrowing blessings not only reveals the secret of heaven, but also simply takes over the fortune of heaven and earth, acts against the heavens, and the power of heaven is extremely powerful, far from the level of heavenly punishment that reveals heavenly secrets.

Maybe the evil fate of the person who was casting the spell will be transferred to the casting master.

Even if it is not all transferred, only part of it will be transferred, it will definitely not be able to bear it.

Who would like to cause trouble for a top-grade master with profound cultivation?

Yan Feiyang took the pulse on the wrist of Nalan Shou meridian for a long time before frowned and whispered: "Brother Nalan, please change your left hand."

Nalan Shou stretched out his left hand as he spoke.

Yan Feiyang put three fingers on the inch of Nalan Shou's left wrist, raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised his fingers and placed them on Nalan Shou's Lieque acupoint.

Feng Xiaoyao and Kun both nodded slightly.

They all gave Nalan Shou a pulse and knew that the pulse on Nalan Shou’s left hand was an anti-Guan pulse.

The records in "Three Fingers Zen" are very clear: Cunkou is a meeting of pulses, and the diagnosis of the doctor is here to predict good and bad luck and death. In the meantime, there is a pulse that does not move to Cunkou, and the Yangxi point is slanted from the lung Lieque point and the index finger is upward, which is called "Baoguan". This is not an exclusive pulse.

Although the anti-Guan pulse is not unique, it is rare. Yan Feiyang immediately switched to the Lieque acupoint when he looked at the Cunkou, which showed that he had rich experience in diagnosing pulses. It would be fine if he was a middle-aged and elderly doctor, but it was amazing that he was born at a young age.

This time, the pulse was taken longer than before.

Yan Feiyang's eyes closed slightly, and after a long time of opening, he looked at Daoist Kun, bowed slightly, and said, "The real person is proficient in numerology and physiognomy. How do you think of Nalan Ge's fate?"

Taoist Kun didn't expect Yan Feiyang to suddenly ask him questions at this time. He was a little stunned. Then he stroked his black beard and pondered for a while before saying softly: "I have indeed seen the fate of the little prince... I am ashamed, I can only say that manpower is sometimes poor..."

He died prematurely, and I can't do anything about it.

Health preservation is a method provided for those who can live long. For those who are already prolonged, the way of health preservation is almost useless.

Yan Feiyang frowned and said, "Konalan Ge is the anti-Guan Mai. The anti-Guan Mai is the master of wealth, the right hand is the master of wealth, and the left hand is the master of nobleness. Since it is a sign of noble people, how can longevity be prone to premature death?"

Taoist Kun moved his mouth but did not speak.

Can there be no wealthy people who die short-lived?

But this is obviously not something you can say.

Feng Xiaoyao said softly: "A rich man is not smooth sailing."

Yan Feiyang fell silent.

Nalan Shou laughed and comforted him, saying, "Brother, it doesn't matter, brother, I've been used to it for a long time. It's okay..."

Yan Feiyang shook his head and said, "No, Nalan Ge, your pulse is very strange."

"Oh? What's strange?"

Yan Feiyang carefully considered the words and said, "Although your pulse is prone to signs, there is a vague life span in the depths of the pulse... You are not absolutely premature and prolonged. As long as you overcome the current difficulties, your life span is prolonged. Even if you live to the age of eighty or ninety, there is nothing strange about it."

Nalan Shou was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, his laughter was very refreshing.

Taoist Kun and Feng Xiaoyao looked at each other, and they both smiled and shook their heads.

Feng Xiaoyao couldn't help but say, "Little brother, I know you are also practicing physiognomy. But you must understand that over the years, there have been more than one, or even more than ten who have seen Nalan's fortune-telling masters. To be honest, they are all famous top-grade physiognomy masters. No one has ever said that Nalan has a long life meridian... Feng is not talented and has a little understanding of the art of life meridians. I have also called Nalan a meridian. Although Nalan is my brother, I also hope he is fine, but the facts are facts. I can't make some lies to lie to him..."

Yan Feiyang became silent again.

Nalan Shou patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, you are full of your heart. I fully understand. Although this is the first time we have met, we have hit it off at first sight. If you are really determined, you can fight with me and have a good time and we will not make this friend in vain."

Yan Feiyang raised his head, looked at him, and said slowly: "Brother Nalan, do you believe me?"

"letter!"

Nalan Shou said without hesitation.

"Okay, please relax completely. Next, I will use the method of pricking the acupoints of silver needles to force out the longevity vein hidden deep in your body. However, it will be very uncomfortable, it will cause pain to overturn the sea, and even make you hallucinate... You must completely believe me and relax completely to achieve your goal. Do you believe me?"

"letter!"

Nalanshou still did not hesitate.

"You come just to come. I'm not a hero if I frown my brow!"

Yan Feiyang hurriedly said, "No, Brother Nalan, I don't want you to bear it. You can't bear it. Only by completely relaxing and completely believing in me can you have a chance to succeed. To be honest, your longevity pulse is buried too deeply, and I can only sense a little bit. If you don't force it out, you can't see it clearly. If you can't see it clearly, you can't prescribe the right medicine."

Nalan Shou's face also became solemn. After thinking about it, he asked back: "Brother, have you really found the longevity pulse in my body?"

Although he had already seen through life and death, it was a helpless move. Now he suddenly found a glimmer of hope. Although he was so illusory, he still couldn't help but be excited. Even his voice was shaking slightly, and his eyes became very eager.

"yes."

Yan Feiyang simply replied with one word, but at this moment it was heavier than Qianjun.

"Okay, I can trust you."

Nalan Shou slammed his palms and shouted loudly. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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