Buzz…

The violent trembling of the silver needle shook Xue Mingcheng's heart completely. He stared at this scene with eyes wide open, and blurted out the words 'luck needle'.

The three major realms of acupuncture are fire acupuncture, hand acupuncture and qi acupuncture!

Xuemingcheng never dreamed that the legendary 'luck needle' would appear vividly in front of him at this moment, and it was made by a young man!

Incredible!

While shocked, Xue Mingcheng remembered that he had actually stopped this person from taking out the needle before and was also preparing to use his Yan's Seven-Tong Technique to severely frighten the young man. He blushed for a moment and his face became hot for a while, even if he didn't appear.

Such an unexpected incident, today's competition, in the end, will definitely be a slap in the face to myself!

However, even if it was a slap in the face, being able to see the almost extinct ‘luck needle’ made Xue Mingcheng feel that even if it was a slap in the face today, it was worth it!

Even those who are not an expert cannot imagine what kind of turbulence acupuncture doctor feels in his heart when he sees the 'Qi Luck Needle'. It is like a novice martial arts apprentice who sees his master and has nothing to think about except admiration.

When Xue Mingcheng was speechless, the middle-aged man on the side couldn't help but hurriedly asked him, "Miracle Doctor Xue... this is..."

Xue Mingcheng took a deep breath, still staring closely at the trembling silver needle on the tip of Henry Zhang's finger, and said slowly, "This young man's medical skills are definitely not inferior to mine, maybe... he can use the power to restore heaven."

effect."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly perked up, his fists clenched a little more, and his eyes also dropped.

Henry Zhang's expression was extremely calm, his eyes were like mirrors, and the silver light created waves in his eyes.

moment.

call out!!

The long needle was inserted straight into an acupuncture point on the old man's body at an extremely weird speed.

"ah……"

Xuemingcheng almost screamed, with strong horror in his eyes.

Henry Zhang’s needle stabbed directly into the old man’s Achilles’ heel!

"One stab at the gate of hell!"

Henry Zhang's voice sounded indifferently, and at the same time, he quickly took out a silver needle again.

Buzz…

The same tremor!

One stab at the gate of hell!

Xue Mingcheng's mind was already in an uproar at this moment, and he whispered to himself in a trembling voice.

"The most bizarre ghost doctor among the nine magic needles is the seven-knocking needle!"

"Is it really one of the nine lost magic needles, the Ghost Doctor's Seven Knocking Acupuncture?"

Xue Mingcheng's mind was already completely blank.

Unexpectedly, in addition to seeing the unique skill of 'Qi Luck Needle' today, I also saw the ghost doctor Seven Knocks Acupuncture that only appeared in ancient medical classics!

"Two stabs on Huangquan Road!"

Henry Zhang moved like the wind, his technique was extremely skillful, he pressed one hand on the old man's chest, and the silver needle flashed out a sharp light.

call out!

Straight to the point of death!

Ghost Doctor's Seven Tapping Acupuncture is a magical and weird acupuncture skill. The needles are placed on the seven critical points of the human body. The force and technique must be controlled extremely delicately. Otherwise, the patient may die directly under the silver needles.

"Three thorns at Naihe Bridge!"

Henry Zhang’s eyes became calmer and his actions became more steady.

"Four thorns in the Palace of Hell!"

The legendary ghost doctor's seven-button thorn appeared in front of his eyes. Xue Mingcheng's eyes were already wide open to the point where he couldn't open them any further, and he didn't want to miss any moment.

After the four needles fell, Henry Zhang did not move again, but used his hands to massage the old man's limbs and head with special techniques.

moment……

"Ahem..."

Accompanied by two old coughing sounds, Henry Zhang waved his right hand violently, and in a blink of an eye, the four silver needles had returned to his fingers.

Glancing down, Henry Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, and smiled slightly.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

shocked!

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw before their eyes!

When an old man suffered an acute stroke and was pronounced dead by Doctor Xue, a young man came out and used incredible acupuncture methods.

Just four stitches brought the old man back from the gate of hell.

Amazing acupuncture!

At this moment, the people present truly realized that this seemingly inconspicuous acupuncture needle, a treasure passed down by the Yanhuang people for thousands of years, indeed had unimaginable miraculous effects.

This is probably the fastest person who has ever recovered from an acute stroke that anyone has ever seen.

"dad……"

Seeing the old man's cloudy eyes gradually opening, the middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down and carefully helped the old man up, "Dad, how do you feel now?"

The old man had just woken up, and his expression seemed a little dazed. After a while, he gradually came back to his senses and asked, "Zhenrong, where is this place? Why am I here?"

When the middle-aged man saw that the old man had returned to normal, he was so surprised that he burst into tears with excitement, "This is Miaoshou Hall. Just be fine! Just be fine!"

When Xueming City was helpless about the old man's sudden illness, the middle-aged man was already in complete despair. Now seeing Henry Zhang successfully rescued the old man, this feeling of recovery made the seven-foot man shed tears. For a moment, in the middle of the

The young man gradually recovered and looked at Henry Zhang with gratitude, "Little brother, my father's life-saving grace will be unforgettable by Xie Zhenrong!"

"Xie Zhenrong?" At this time, many people present were stunned. They felt that this name was very familiar. After a while, a sudden voice sounded.

"It turns out to be the general manager of the Dance Hall, Mr. Xie Zhenrong."

As soon as the words fell, many people present were amazed, and the eyes looking at Xie Zhenrong suddenly became respectful and awe-inspiring!

Dance hall?

Henry Zhang had no idea about these three words. He just laughed softly when he heard this, "It is the duty of doctors to save lives and heal the wounded."

Faced with Henry Zhang's indifferent expression, he did not show any pride in saving someone's life. In addition to the strong gratitude, Xie Zhenrong felt a sudden surge of goodwill in his heart. He took out a stack of checks from his pocket and tore off a piece of it.

, took out the pen, scribbled a series of numbers on it, and then handed the check to Henry Zhang with grateful eyes, "Little brother, it's not a big deal, please accept it."

Henry Zhang glanced at the check handed over by Xie Zhenrong, his eyes showing some doubts, but he was not polite and took the check without even looking at it and stuffed it into his pocket.

This scene made Xie Zhenrong's eyes reveal a look of great admiration.

This is the true quality of being noble and upright!

I don't even look at the amount of the checks I write out.

Treat money like dung.

Not many young people can do this.

Xie Zhenrong's affection for Henry Zhang soared like a rocket.

As everyone knows, the number one scholar in front of him is depressingly secretly despising himself. Although it is the duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded, he should at least be willing to give him some remuneration. Xiao Yang doesn't know how much silver a set of acupuncture needles he needs to buy costs.

I was counting on the well-dressed man in front of me...

That’s all!

Xiao Zhuangyuanlang shook his head lightly.

At this time, Xie Zhenrong put his hand into his pocket again, and Henry Zhang's eyes lit up. However, he was disappointed again. What Xie Zhenrong took out was just a card.

"Little brother, this is my business card." When Xie Zhenrong took out his business card, many people present had envious looks in their eyes.

Xie Zhenrong’s business card also represents the five-star VIP card of the Dance Style Hall!

Very precious!

Henry Zhang felt even more sad and angry. This person was giving money and cards. Don’t you know how to give some silver?

"By the way, little brother, what is your name?"

Henry Zhang breathed out to calm down his mood, "Heng Xiaoyang! The Xiao of Xiao Jian, the masculine Yang."

Xie Zhenrong hesitated to speak. He gave his business card and then asked what Henry Zhang's name was. Naturally, he wanted to know Xiao Yang's identity. However, seeing that Henry Zhang had no intention of continuing to speak, Xie Zhenrong did not continue to ask.

"Although your father's condition is under control, in order to fully recover, you still need to be treated with some medicines." Henry Zhang thought for a while and said to Xuemingcheng, "Dr. Xue, I will dictate. Please give me the prescription."

record."

Although Xiao Yang could barely recognize the modern characters by comparison, and after a few days of adaptation, Xiao Yang was somewhat confident in the modern simplified characters, but he still couldn't get used to writing them, so he simply asked Xuemingcheng to help.

"No problem!" Xue Mingcheng immediately nodded excitedly and quickly brought a pen and paper
To be continued...