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Chapter 280, Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!

Qin Luo lay down for two days and missed two games.

When Dangli sent him to Kujitang, Kujitang's servant told him that everyone had gone to Guang'antang. Only then did he realize that he might have to miss the third game.

Qin Luo ran to the Hummer, stretched his ink nameplate to Li's eyes and shook it, and said, "Send me to Guang'antang."

Li glanced at him and was about to start the car and flash it, saying, "There is no time."

Qin Luo was anxious and quickly put away the nameplate, his face filled with a modest smile, and said, "Li, please help me again. You see, I am so weak, you can bear to see me walking so far.

Go to the intersection to take a taxi?"

Li looked at Qin Luo's slightly pale face with anticipation, and finally softened his heart. He shook his head and said to Qin Luo: "Get into the car."

"Thank you." Qin Luo quickly opened the car door and climbed up.

"Sit down." Li said, and the car rushed out like a flying car.

"Didn't you say I'm your superior? Why have you never obeyed orders?" Qin Luo sat in the passenger cab, playing with the nameplate in his hand, and said.

"This brand is my superior, what does it have to do with you?"

"But this brand is mine now." Qin Luo said angrily.

"Sent by someone else."

"That's mine, too."

"It's yours. So what?" Li said.

"Then you didn't listen to my orders just now?"

"The brand is Dragon Breath, you are not."

Qin Luo knew that there would be no result when he got entangled with her on this issue, and it would be difficult for the woman to change the decision. If you want to force the change, she is likely to be harsh on you.

He thought for a while and asked in confusion: "The person guarding the gate is one of the creators of Long Breath? Why did he give me the nameplate?"

When it comes to that person, Li's face has a reverent expression. "Yes. He is one of the founders of Longxi. You don't have to doubt this. As for why he gave you the nameplate-----it might be

Because you gave your adoptive father hope. It doesn’t make any sense to ask for that brand for a person like him. He won’t want to get a brand like you.”

"Aren't I bullied so much?" Qin Luo smiled awkwardly.

The car stopped at the door of Guang'antang. Li Liansheng said goodbye and ran away in a flash.

"You don't have to be responsible. Why do you do so quickly?" Qin Luo said, looking at the butt of the car.

Thinking of his own eyes as well as seeing Wang Jiujiu's body, Qin Luo started to have a headache again.

That girl doesn't have the broad and generous mind as she is.

Qin Luo walked into Guang'an Hall, and the guy here recognized him. A staff member took him to the inner room, where today's medical competition was being held.

When they saw him walking in, the people who knew him smiled and nodded to him. Those who didn't know him only looked at him and then turned away.

Qin Luo walked straight to Wang Yangxin and said, "What is the comparison in this round of competition? Acupuncture?"

Qin Luo saw that there were three representatives, two men and one woman, standing in the middle of the venue, wiping and disinfecting the silver needles prepared in front of him. There is no need to doubt that this is naturally the representative of the righteous qi gate, the Bodhisattva gate and the Ghost Doctor School.

Qin Luo did not come to participate in the points, so they naturally regarded it as abstention.

Wang Yangxin nodded and said, "Why have you been away for so long? You have missed two games."

"Some accidents occurred." Qin Luo smiled bitterly. When he exhausted all his energy to impact the Dragon King's meridians, he did not expect such serious consequences.

He thought that he might lose his strength, but he didn't expect that he would have to lie in bed for two or three days and couldn't move.

"I originally wanted to watch you win with great success, so that people from both sides of the sects would be anxious. I didn't expect you to leave the game and not participate in two consecutive games. Grandpa has been asking about your situation these two days, worried that you will go out.

I called you and a woman answered it -- I think, as long as you are with a woman, it proves that you are safe."

Wang Yangxin looked at Qin Luo with a weird look and quipped with a smile. His voice was very small, worried that people from both sects would come up to fight.

Of course, the so-called group fight is naturally a group of people coming up to beat someone. Perhaps Qin Luo, the child, was also unlucky. After all, the people from the Ghost Doctor Sect have been really unhappy with him for a long time.

No wonder he had such unhealthy thoughts, because things really had suspicious things. Without such a personality, it would naturally not explain too many reasons.

It was at night when he called, a woman answered the phone, but said that it was inconvenient for a man to answer the phone when he was sleeping. As long as he was a normal person, he would think of some other things.

After all, men will lose their strength after doing something.

"What were the competitions in the first two games?" Qin Luo asked.

"Fanji and massage." Wang Yangxin replied.

Qin Luo felt a little regretful, both of which were very interested in. Unfortunately, due to physical reasons, he was unable to participate in these two games in person.

I guess they must have amazing skills.

"Who won these two games?" Qin Luo asked.

"Fan Ji won the righteous qi gate, and massage won the Bodhisattva gate." Wang Yangxin said with a smile.

Qin Luo nodded, the result was similar to what he expected.

There is a proverb: Ghost King’s sword, Bodhisattva’s hand, shake in front of the righteous qi gate. The operation of the Ghost Doctor School is a great skill, and the hands of the Bodhisattva’s sect are very good. Both sides must shake in front of the righteous qi gate.

It means that the positive valve is all-round.

"In that case, the pressure on the Ghost Doctor Sect will be great in this game." Qin Luo said with a smile. His eyes were looking at Ouyang Ming, and the other party was smiling at the three players in the field, as if they were a little bit.

I don't look worried either.

Feeling that someone was peeping at him, his gaze also came forward with a sharp look. The two of them had slightly intertwined in the air. He nodded to Qin Luo with a very graceful look, and then he moved away.

After all the three contestants disinfected the silver needles in the needle box and made the gesture of preparation, Ouyang Ming walked to the middle of the venue again and said loudly: "Now, please ask the three patients to play."

Ouyang Min nodded and someone went out to make arrangements.

Soon, Guang'antang's guy came in with three wheelchairs.

There is a paralyzed patient with a nervous face in each wheelchair. They are probably in their forties or fifties, with thin cheeks and pale or yellow faces. Each one looks very deeply sick and paralyzed for a long time.

They are all wearing loose robes and straps around their waists, which are very easy to get rid of, making it easier to use needles for a while.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on these three patients in the field, Ouyang Ming explained: "This is the three patients with similar age and similar conditions that we specially selected from Guang'antang's hundreds of thousands of patients' database.

, please ask the three appraisal team to come and appraise.”

The three old men, Feng He, Yuting and Zhuyi, walked forward again to verify the physical condition of the three patients.

Then, the representative of Feng He spoke and said: "After the appraisal team identified the three patients with similar conditions and their illnesses were similar."

Ouyang Ming smiled and thanked, looked at Qin Luo, and said, "In order to show the innocence of the Ghost Doctor School, the Zhengqi Gate and the Bodhisattva Gate can first select and treat patients. The last one is naturally the Ghost Doctor contestant is responsible for the treatment."

The contestant at Zhengqi Gate is an old man with a long hair and a childish face. He has a kind smile on his face and looks very kind and kind. After hearing Ouyang Ming's words, he made an invitation gesture to Muxiang from the Bodhisattva Gate and signaled.

It is up to him to choose first.

Mu Xiang was not polite either and pointed to a patient with a mole on his chin.

The old man from the positive valve also randomly selected a patient, and then someone pushed the last patient to the player in Guiyi Sect who was 40 or 50 years old, with a beard and a gloomy face.

"Start." Ouyang ordered to issue an order.

So, the three contestants selected the long needles they used from the needle box.

The old man at the righteous gate used a needle that was one inch and six minutes long, while the wood fragrance of the Bodhisattva gate used a needle that was three inches and six minutes long, while the representative of the Ghost Medical School held a four inch long and two inches wide.

Half beryllium needle.

With the help of Guang'antang's fellow staff, the three patients were taken off their tops.

The old man with the positive energy gate chose Bai Huanyu at the waist position, which is also a major acupoint in the human body. It is responsible for remnant sperm, white blood belt, and discomfort, pain in the waist and hips, and paralysis of the lower limbs.

He was extremely slow to get the needle and didn't know what special technique he used. As soon as he pierced the patient's acupoint, the patient's forehead was filled with hot sweat.

The Muxiang of Bodhisattva's door chose the Hegu point at the tiger's mouth of the palm. This point is the main point of stroke, cold, headache, toothache, and amenorrhea. Because the patient has stroke paralysis, she is ready to start from the root cause.

She made the needle quickly and quickly, and pinched the needle with three fingers on her right hand, and the other two fingers were slightly raised. In addition, her left hand was not idle, and she was already holding another silver needle in her hand, ready to stab it at any time.

Her right hand kept rotating rapidly, but the patient in the wheelchair had a calm face, as if he hadn't felt the needle on his wrist at all.

Qin Luo's eyes lit up, knowing that this Muxiang really has profound attainments in acupuncture.

The silver needle and needle-pun method chosen by the old man with the positive valve were very central and peaceful, so Qin Luo did not see any tricks for a while.

When his eyes turned to the disciples of the Ghost Doctor Sect, his eyes widened.

"Thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate?" Qin Luo couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing his voice, many people's eyes turned to him. Qin Luo smiled embarrassedly, and then focused on the silver needle in the hands of the representative of the Ghost Doctor Sect. However, he did not expect that he would be lucky enough to be

I saw this long-lasting acupuncture method in this medical competition.

"What is the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?" Wang Yangxin stood behind Qin Luo and asked with a curious look on his face.
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