Ma Xingyun almost laughed when she heard Jiang Xiaobai's curse words without any curse words.
Xie Qing's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and he was obviously trying to hold back his smile.
The man who was cutting open the toad burst out laughing.
The other three old men, two with their heads tilted to one side and one with his head lowered, could tell from their trembling shoulders that they were smiling.
The targeted old man's face was extremely gloomy. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's boundless anger, he was about to run up to him, but was stopped by Ma Xingyun: "Old Xiang, why do you, a senior, have to be angry with a junior?"
After hearing this, the old man finally rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly, and stopped talking.
Jiang Xiaobai also withdrew his gaze.
Xiang Lao?
From Xiangjia?
No wonder it was targeted at him.
But...so what?
That's the kind of character he has. If you don't mess with me, we'll be fine.
If you provoke me, I don’t care who you are. If I don’t like it, you can’t even think about it!
"Everyone, please wait!"
At this time, an old man came out. After he finished speaking, he motioned to the seven old men and said: "Please come in with me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Ma Xingyun and other seven people entered first, followed by the five middle-aged men.
Jiang Xiaobai was following behind now.
Coming inside, on a bed, a white-haired old man was praying for another pale-faced old man.
Jiang Xiaobai looked at him with strange eyes.
There is something to be said for crossing the qi.
It is a first aid method used by ancient warriors to deal with serious injuries.
Through its own internal power, it stimulates the major entrances, protects the heart and prolongs life.
Judging from the sweat on the white-haired old man's forehead, it should have been going on for quite some time.
They wait now.
Ten minutes later, the white-haired old man finished his work, exhaled a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked out of the bed.
"Everyone from the Spiritual Academy, please excuse me!" After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he stepped aside.
Seven old men walked up first.
Starting from the basic inspection, hearing and asking, after going through the process, the seven of them frowned slightly. After looking at each other, Ma Xingyun turned around and said, "You six should also check it out!"
After the words fell, the five middle-aged men walked up.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't move, just looked there.
When the five people finished testing, one of the middle-aged men said: "The meridians are scattered and the internal energy is unbalanced. Among them, the lungs are the most seriously injured. It should be injured by a very powerful master!"
"That's right, if it hadn't been for the suppression of that senior's inner strength just now, he would have died long ago!"
The five of them spoke in unison.
The seven old men looked at each other and nodded.
This is why we are looking for A-level students, because at A-level, their abilities have reached an extremely outstanding level.
Some suggestions should be put in place.
"How do you treat me?" Ma Xingyun asked again.
The five people frowned and looked at each other. A middle-aged man said: "The damage to the lungs is too serious, and the possibility of cure is very low!"
"If you just want to stay alive, you can consider acupuncture. Medicinal bath may have some effect!"
"I think adding a medicine jar might work too!"
Another middle-aged man said: "This can remove the blockage in his body!"
The five men talked one by one.
The seven old men seemed to be thoughtful, and then began to discuss with each other.
The seven of them are the elders of Yanjing Spiritual Hospital and naturally have rich experience.
The final plan was to remove the congestion first, but to remove the congestion directly, the effect would be more direct.
After the blood stasis is removed, internal injuries can be treated, and acupuncture and medicinal baths can be used.
"Then try it like this!"
Ma Xingyun's voice sounded, and then he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Jiang Xiaobai behind him and said, "Boy, don't you check it out?"
"Need not!"
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head.
"Oh, what do you mean?" Ma Xingyun was a little surprised.
"I mean, none of yours are good!" Jiang Xiaobai shrugged.
As the voice fell, the expressions of the five middle-aged men changed at the same time. The last middle-aged man looked at Jiang Xiaobai coldly and said, "A person who has forcibly raised his level still dares to speak so loudly here?"
"That's right, there wasn't even an inspection. What are you installing here?"
"This kind of person should be kicked out of the team of the Spiritual Academy, so as not to embarrass our Spiritual Academy!"
While the five of them were talking, the old man from the Xiang family said, "Okay, stop talking. Since he said that, he must be absolutely sure of the cure, right?"
As he spoke, his eyes showed a little coldness.
"There are no absolutes!"
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head seriously and said: "Ninety-eight percent!"
The old man from the Xiang family was stunned for a moment, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. He really had the urge to go up and slap Jiang Xiaobai.
There’s no such thing as pretending.
Taking a deep breath, the old man from the Xiang family looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Then tell me your opinion?"
"I don't want to say it!"
Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the old man.
If you ask me to say it, I will say it?
The old man Xiang Jia was stunned again. After his face twitched, he turned his head and looked at the white-haired old man and said, "I strongly suggest you throw the kid out, okay?"
The white-haired old man frowned. At this time, Ma Xingyun smoothed things over, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Tell me about it, kid!"
"oh……"
In response, Jiang Xiaobai came to the bedside and said, "The treatment plan you just gave will only accelerate his death!"
"What's the explanation?" Ma Xingyun asked.
"The face is pale, but the lips are red, the lungs are injured, and the meridians are disordered... As far as I know, there is a kind of internal martial art called Heart-cutting Palm!"
Jiang Xiaobai said slowly: "It looks like the lungs are injured, but it is the heart that is crippled. I suspect that this senior has the heart-cutting palm!"
"No, the Cutting Heart Palm should have left prints, but there are no marks on his body!" said the white-haired old man from the martial arts academy next to him.
"yes!"
Jiang Xiaobai explained: "If you don't play well, the palm print will appear immediately! But if you play well, it will last for three or four days!"
"wrong!"
The white-haired old man frowned and said, "This elder has been injured for more than a week!"
"Yes, the top of the heart-cutting palm can remain there for half a month if the palm falls. Even if the person dies, the palm print may not appear!" Jiang Xiaobai said.
"You've already said it all!"
The old man from the Xiang family looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a sneer and said, "You can't cure someone with just one mouth!"
Heart-cutting palm does exist.
But it is absolutely impossible for people to reach such a serious level.
Jiang Xiaobai is obviously bragging here and looking for a sense of existence.
"I suggest you throw this Xiangjia guy out, otherwise it will affect the air here!"
Jiang Xiaobai looked at the white-haired old man seriously and said.
The white-haired old man frowned, and finally looked at the old man Xiang Jia and said: "Xiang Tai, shut up first!"
After saying that, the white-haired old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Can you prove it?"
"Okay!" Jiang Xiaobai nodded lightly and sat in front of the bed.
The old man from the Xiang family was blushing from suppressing his emotions. Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai was a little angry, he wanted to see what tricks this kid could do!