In Renji Hall, the silver needle that was broken into two pieces caused an unprecedented visual impact and spiritual shock to everyone.
And Qin Yang's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
He never expected that Ye Fan's body would be like an iron wall that could shatter silver needles.
Is this... still a human being?!
Qin Yang has been practicing acupuncture since he was a child. Today, he has given acupuncture to hundreds of people, but he has never encountered such a bizarre scene.
It took more than half a minute for him to recover from the shock, but he pointed at Ye Fan and said, "This time it doesn't count! I didn't even get it in, so let's give it another shot!"
With that said, Qin Yang took out another silver needle and tried to stab Ye Fan.
When Ye Fan saw this, he raised his eyebrows, stared at Han Xing, and said coldly: "Qin Yang, you failed to perform acupuncture successfully because you are not good at it. You can't blame others!"
At this time, the onlookers also responded:
"That's right! We agreed that one person would take one turn, so how can we be so mean?"
"Hmph... It seems that the doctors at Renjitang are just like that. They haven't even learned the basic skills of acupuncture!"
Hearing these words, Qin Yang was extremely embarrassed, but he knew that he was wrong and did not dare to refute. He looked at Ye Fan coldly and said: "Okay! Boy, come and stab me, I don't believe what tricks you can do!
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Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan took out the silver needle he carried with him and said: "Qin Yang, take off your shirt!"
When Qin Yang heard this, he didn't hesitate and took off his white coat and shirt, exposing his upper body. Although it was not as perfect as Ye Fan's perfect body, it was still strong and strong.
"Boy, take it easy! Don't bleed for a newbie like you!" Qin Yang scolded.
In his opinion, Ye Fan had only been exposed to Chinese medicine for a few months, and he might not even be able to identify acupuncture points.
However, at the next moment, Ye Fan, who was holding the silver needle in his hand, had a completely different aura. He was like a swordsman holding a peerless magic weapon, giving people the feeling of standing tall in the distance and looking up to the mountains.
Even the air around him was stagnant.
Because of the extraordinary aura he exuded, the originally noisy venue became silent, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
The onlookers held their breath and concentrated, all eyes focused on Ye Fan, waiting for his next move.
At this moment, his eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance, and with a flick of his right wrist, the silver needle shot towards Qin Yang's chest like an arrow from a string.
The speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage in mid-air, which was almost beyond the limit of what the naked eye could capture.
Caught off guard, Qin Yang had no time to react. He only felt a slight pain in his chest, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and then most of the silver needles were inserted into his acupuncture points.
Seeing Ye Fan's acupuncture technique, Qin Yang's pupils shrank sharply and he let out an incredible exclamation:
"Flying... flying needles to remove acupuncture points?!"
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Qin Yang was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his eldest grandfather was a master of Xinglin and was known as "the best acupuncture in the world", so he also knew a lot about flying acupuncture.
The Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Needle passed down from the ancestors of the Qin family also has a similar unique skill.
In acupuncture, there is a technique called "shooting needles", and then after years of evolution, it became "flying needles and acupuncture points".
In ancient feudal society, due to the ethical constraints of "men and women not being intimate with each other", most doctors who treated concubines in the palace were not allowed to get close to them. They could only make diagnosis and treatment prescriptions based on other people's dictation.
Therefore, miraculous stunts such as "pulse diagnosis with silk threads" and "flying needles to find acupoints" appeared, which enabled the concubines to be treated without having to touch their bodies in person.
However, this stunt has extremely high requirements for its users!
If there is even a slight error in the force, speed, and angle when removing the needle, the success will be ruined and the patient may even be in danger.
Without decades of experience in acupuncture, it is absolutely impossible to successfully perform it!
Even among the Qin family, only the Chinese doctor Qin Hongru and his cousin Qin Xuan, who is known as a once-in-a-century genius, have mastered this legendary skill!
At this moment, seeing Ye Fan suddenly use Flying Needle to remove acupuncture points, the impact on Qin Yang was no less than a blockbuster!
But then he thought about it, maybe this was just an accident, a fluke!
It was Ye Fan who had bad luck, a blind cat met a dead mouse!
Then, Qin Yang looked down and saw that the silver needle was stuck in his Tanzhong point.
Tanzhong point, located at the midpoint of the line connecting the two rudiments on the chest, belongs to the Ren channel and is specialized in treating chest pain, abdominal pain, palpitations, etc.
If hit, it may cause panic and confusion.
However, at this moment, Qin Yang didn't feel anything strange, as if nothing happened.
The next moment, he raised his chin, wishing to raise his nostrils to the sky, looked at Ye Fan arrogantly, and said arrogantly:
"Haha... Boy, it seems that your acupuncture skills are not very good. It's not painful or itchy, just like a mosquito bite!"
Seeing his arrogant look, Ye Fan remained calm as usual, raised his right hand into the air, spread his fingers, and said calmly:
"five!"
"Boy, what are you doing?" Qin Yang asked in confusion.
"Four!" Ye Fan continued, while retracting his thumb.
When everyone around them saw this, they realized that this was a countdown. They couldn't help but become curious and expectant, not knowing what would happen.
"three!"
"Hmph... you brat, you only know how to pretend to be a ghost, you think I'm scared?!" Qin Yang said with great disdain, not taking Ye Fan seriously at all.
"two!"
Ye Fan said, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, outlining a strange arc,
For some reason, when Qin Yang saw this mysterious smile, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, and he had a strong ominous premonition. He became even more angry and said through gritted teeth:
"You brat, what the hell are you counting--"
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"one!"
At this moment, Ye Fan finally spit out the last number. His voice was calm and as plain as water, but it also carried an irresistible force, like a judge pronouncing death.
But before Qin Yang finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the throat, unable to utter a single word.
Not only that, he couldn't move his body, still maintaining the same posture as before, with his mouth open, standing there like a sculpture!
This sudden change seems particularly strange and eye-catching!
Several doctors from Renji Hall nearby immediately came to his side and asked cautiously: "Manager Qin, what's wrong with you? Are you talking?"
However, Qin Yang seemed to have his five senses blocked and turned a deaf ear to their words.
Someone pushed him tentatively, but he was like a paper man, showing no resistance at all, and fell to the ground with a "Peng" sound.
Looking closely, Qin Yang's pupils were dilated, as if he had lost consciousness.
Seeing this scene, the doctors from Renji Hall turned their heads and glared at Ye Fan angrily, scolding: "Boy, what did you do to Manager Qin? Please wake him up quickly!"
At this moment, Qin Yang, who was lying limply on the ground, twitched, and his eyes regained some of their energy.
But the next moment, he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinging!"
While shouting, he rolled on the ground. His hands kept grabbing at his chest without hesitation, and he used his nails to tear at the skin, as if it was not his own body.
In an instant, there were more than a dozen red marks on his chest, and blood was almost visible.
At this moment, Qin Yang only felt that his chest was extremely itchy, as if there were hundreds of ants biting his chest, which was simply unbearable.
His eyes were about to burst, his eyes were red, and his pitiful screams resounded throughout the Renji Hall.
When the onlookers saw this, they subconsciously took a few steps back, with a lingering look of fear on their faces, and their eyes looking at Ye Fan were filled with fear and fear.
They really couldn't imagine how Ye Fan could make Qin Yang so miserable just by pricking a needle in his chest.
In just a few minutes, Qin Yang's chest was covered with bloodstains, crisscrossing them, shocking, as if he was undergoing some kind of torture, he gritted his teeth and roared:
"Ahhh! I'm so itchy! Please...let me go...I'll give you whatever you want! Ahhh..."