Jing Sangcheng began to shake his fingers, and his face turned red:

"You kid is so amazing! You're not bad at all. Since that's the case, I'll ask you again. Have you ever heard of cases of allergic to anesthetics?"

Xia Zhi: "What kind of anesthetics are you allergic to? Can't you desensitize?"

Jing Sangcheng answered the question irrelevantly, but there was hope in his eyes: "If allergies are allergic to anesthetics, is there any solution in our traditional Chinese medicine?"

Xia Zhi nodded decisively: "There is a sealed hole."

"Finding acupoint? Do you refer to the so-called sealing acupoint after moxibustion?"

"No, it's really acupuncture. Closing several related acupuncture points and completely calming the mind can be completely equivalent to the effect of anesthesia."

Jing Sangcheng frowned, but was surprised: "Can you still do this... Is there any medical source?"

Xia Zodiac: "Refer to the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to Anshen Acupoints, and practice the acupuncture method of Taiyi Demonic Acupuncture."

Jing Sangcheng's eyes were hot: "Thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate? Taiyi Divine Needle? These are all lost acupuncture techniques, you...you can?"

Xia Zhi smiled lightly and replied with slight affirmation: "Yes."

Luo He was so surprised that he reached out and held Xia Zhi's wrist: "Zhi Zhi..."

Jing Sangcheng raised his hand and stopped Luo He from talking, staring at Xia Zhi with a burning look: "Zhizhi, how sure are you of this acupuncture method?"

Xia Zhi: "If it's just analgesic to facilitate this person's surgery, then I'm sure. But if this person's condition is too critical, then you have to make a decision on the spot."

Jing Sangcheng stood up suddenly: "I understand! Zhizhi, can you go to the office with me and demonstrate this acupuncture method to me?"

Xia Zhi also stood up: "Yes."

Luo He grabbed her: "Zhizhi, don't..."

The old man looked frightened and nervous.

Xia Zhi and Jing Sangcheng said: "Professor Jing, I will say a few words to my grandma. Can you tell the driver and ask him to push a luggage cart up so that you can help you deliver the medicinal materials to your office together."

Jing Sang Chengming is clear, let’s go out first.

Luo He frowned and said to Xia Zhi:

"Zhizhi, this is not a joke. You can really do this without anesthetics? What kind of thirteen acupuncture is a protrusion that has been lost for a long time. How could you? If something happens, Zhongzhi..."

Xia Zhe gently patted her back:

"Grandma, I can. Actually, look at Chi Cheng, he broke his bones, why can I cure it alone? It's not the same pain relief method. Do you remember that I came back late when I got herbs? That time, I picked up a sheepskin in a crack in a rock with pictures on it. I learned it. I tried it on myself and got myself asleep, so I went home late."

Xia Zhi hid his head on the old man's shoulder by comforting Grandma Luo.

Alas, it’s not good to lie to Grandma Luo, but I can’t tell the truth to the old man. She almost died, and has been wandering away from another world and has been back with great difficulty, right?

Luo He was skeptical: "Where is that sheepskin?"

Xia Zhi: "The sheepskin is too worn. When I wake up, the sheepskin is scattered into pieces and I can't even pick it up."

"This is true? Why didn't you tell me at that time?"
Chapter completed!