Chapter 19: Battle against the Side ()

After more than half an hour, the audience who did not understand acupuncture began to yawn boredly, and Di Tiancai stopped. The old man lying on the hospital bed was already sparse and had dozens of needles.

Then Di Tian carefully turned the silver needle one by one, and then suddenly pulled it out.

As he pulled out the last needle, the old man suddenly let out a few heavy breathing sounds in his throat. His eyes, which had been confused and unconscious, suddenly moved and slowly looked to the side.

Di Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded slightly to the middle-aged man standing behind him with anticipation.

The middle-aged man showed a surprise expression on his face, walked quickly to the hospital bed, leaned down and asked in a low voice: "Father, Father! I am Shilong, do you recognize me?"

The old man stared at the middle-aged man blankly. After a moment, a trace of joy and sadness flashed across his eyes, his lips moved, but no sound was made.

Di Tian explained from the side: "Old Xu has recognized you, Mr. Xu. However, due to the severe damage to the nerves, he is unable to speak for the time being."

Xu Shilong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded, "Just know me!"

The old man stared at his son again. After about a minute, his pupils suddenly spread, and his eyes looked at the ceiling again without any attention.

Xu Shilong looked at Di Tian in horror, and Di Tian sighed: "This time I insisted for a minute. Sorry, Mr. Xu, I have tried my best."

Xu Shilong turned his head and looked at the old man whose eyes were still red, and whispered and said, "One minute is worth it, at least let me know that these ten years of persistence are worth it."

He shook hands with Di Tian heavily and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Doctor Di, thank you."

A smug smile appeared on Di Tian's lips. After a few words of humility, he turned to the camera and said, "Although Mr. Xu has recovered for nearly a minute of awakening, he still has not been completely cured. This is my strength. So let us all see Dr. Qin Ming and Qin's medical skills."

As he said that, he walked out of the ward with a smile. The Chinese medicine practitioners standing outside applauded. Han Shilong came forward with a sinister smile and said respectfully: "Dr. Di's traditional Chinese medicine skills are indeed superb. The acupuncture therapy just now really opened our eyes and admired us."

Although he knew that Han Shilong's words were purely polite words, Di Tian was also a little fluttery. He sorted out his collar in a casual manner and looked at Qin Ming and said, "Then... it's right? But Dr. Qin is so drunk, is he trying to admit defeat directly?"

The others glanced at Qin Ming who was still sleeping, and their faces were full of disgust and disdain. Even Zhang Wuya shook his head in disappointment, and Han Shilong laughed and said, "It seems that Dr. Qin cannot use medical skills. Then let us cure it and wait until he wakes up before making him promise to make a bet."

After saying that, he, Di Tian and others laughed proudly at the same time.

Before the laughter stopped, Qin Ming suddenly stretched out his big laziness, stood up shakingly, and smiled lazyly, "Ah, I had a good dream. I just dreamed of a cat, who was instigated by a mouse, and went to fight a tiger. Tell me, is this dream very funny?"

The expressions of Han Shilong and Di Tian and others changed instantly.

The audience who were about to turn off the TV saw Qin Ming stand up again and immediately became energetic. In fact, Di Tian’s acupuncture technique just now was not exciting in the eyes of these laymen, and even a little dull.

After all, it took a long time to restore a patient's sanity for a minute and he was unable to speak. In the eyes of ordinary people, it would be better to listen to a crosstalk.

But it is different for Qin Ming to appear. Regardless of Qin Ming's victory or defeat, it will be a wonderful show for the audience.

Qin Ming rubbed his nose, held the wall and stumbled to the door of the hospital bed. Han Shilong stared at him with a pale face. Zhang Wuya, who was about to turn around and leave, pondered for a moment, and finally sat down and looked at Qin Ming.
Chapter completed!