C7 (1/2)
The car stopped beside Lin Feng, and as the window rolled down, the bald driver indifferently said to Lin Feng: ”Are you that genius doctor? The one that's only worth a hundred yuan to treat patients? ”
”Yes, is something the matter?” Lin Feng said.
”Kid, you did give me face, right? Do you want to die?” After the baldy got off the car, he walked toward Lin Feng aggressively, ”Letting you go is giving you face. You really think you're nothing but a root now, don't you?”
Behind him, the three of them looked at Lin Feng hatefully, endured their anger, and then drove away.
Lin Feng walked straight to a pharmacy and told it all the medicinal ingredients he needed.
”Sir, we don't have any of these medicinal herbs here, so we've never heard of them.” The shop assistant was a little confused and shook his head at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was a little puzzled, could it be that even his Master could find these medicine in the mountains?
”Can you help me ask where I can find it?” If he couldn't find these herbs, he would be scalded to death the next time he got sick.
”Alright, please wait a moment. I'll go ask my teacher.” The sales clerk brought the list to an old man in the back room. When the old man saw it, he was extremely shocked!
These medicinal herbs were extremely rare and precious, and not many people knew about them now. ”Let him go. This thing isn't something that an ordinary person can afford to buy.”
”But teacher, this young man is very persistent, he's standing there all the time.”
”Forget it, call him over. I'll tell him myself.”
”Understood, Teacher.” The shop assistant was puzzled. His teacher was one of the three great Medicine Kings of the city, and his medical skills were superb. Normally, even if a lot of important people came, they wouldn't necessarily be able to see him.
This time, however, he had only taken a few mouthfuls of medicine and was about to meet that young man. That young man's luck was truly too good.
Lin Feng followed the shop assistant's instructions and walked towards the back room. From afar, he saw an old man holding a few needles, standing in front of the acupuncture point model of the human body, researching something.
”Little brother, do you want these medicinal materials?” The old man put down the needle and started to study Lin Feng.
”Yes, do you know where it's sold?” Lin Feng asked.
”I know. But, these medicinal herbs are very rare and expensive. Most of them are extremely cold and can't be obtained without hundreds of thousands.” The old man sighed and said, ”So, you should give up looking for it.”
If he couldn't find it, he would have to die. How could he give up?
Lin Feng shook his head, ”No, no matter how much money I spend, I have to find it. The needle technique that I saw you researching just now, is it the Taiji Thirteen Needles? ”
The old man was shocked, the needles in his hands fell to the ground. This Taiji Thirteen Needles was a lost secret of traditional Chinese medicine, normally, there wouldn't be many people who knew about it.
However, this youngster who didn't seem that old yet was able to say it out loud with a single sentence. How could it not surprise others? ”Young man, do you know about this needle technique?”
”Not only do you know, you know. As long as you can find these medicinal herbs for me, I can consider teaching you. ” Lin Feng slowly said.