Shen Zhou spoke earnestly, "First, I used silver needles to puncture the acupuncture points to clear the blockage in your head. Actually, many doctors can do that. The only thing they can't do is…"
He raised one hand, waving it in the air, "A blow to the head! A slap down, and the stagnant blood in your brain is completely shaken out through all orifices. Only then can the root cause be treated; otherwise, no amount of acupuncture will help!"
"How could you possibly recover with the stagnant blood still there?"
As he spoke, he suddenly slapped him on the head again.
The several silver needles abruptly popped out, caught in his hand.
"There, wipe your face, take a bath, and wash off the dirty blood from your body."
Indifferently speaking, he got up, picked up his small medicine box, and walked out.
Watching his retreating figure, Gao Da cried.
