My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 382
【385】Viagra

"Sir, I'm afraid this is not right for you?"

Wang Fu was extremely suspicious, and Ye Xuan's actions were too casual.

The body of the eight virtuous kings, which doctor is not cautious, has never seen Ye Xuan take it so seriously.

"Immortals and mortals are different, how can you mere mortals understand my acupuncture skills, you just need to remember that if I do it, the dead can also be healed." Ye Xuan smiled lightly.

Wang Fu was stunned.
He has seen so many great people in his life. When the Eight Sage Kings were in power, he met royal families, dignitaries, tycoons, and warlords from various countries...

Those people are very noble, and they belong to those who stand out from the crowd.

But the arrogance that exudes from the bones like Ye Xuan is something I have only seen in my life.

However, he changed his mind, if Ye Xuan wanted to harm the Eight Sage Kings, he just had to stand there and watch with cold eyes, there was no need to make a move at all.

But now that the other party makes a move, it means that he is sure, otherwise who would be willing to take such a big risk, if the Eighth Prince really dies, the entire Huawu Empire will tremble, and everyone related to this matter will probably be sentenced to death There is no escape.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu's heart relaxed slightly.

His only worry now is the prince's illness, which is so serious that Ye Xuan can't cure it.

That would be really hopeless.

On the side, Jin Yingjun rubbed his red and swollen face while gnashing his teeth and staring at Ye Xuan.

His original handsome appearance is now as miserable as it is, and he attributes all of this to Ye Xuan.

If it wasn't for Ye Xuan, he wouldn't have come to watch the excitement!
If he doesn't watch the excitement, he can't help but come out and pretend to be aggressive.

It's impossible to get involved in this matter without pretending.

So everything is Ye Xuan's fault.

"Bastard, boy, you are so pushy, then I will leave this mess to you to clean up. Hmph, when the prince dies, you will be the one to take the blame, just right."

Jin Yingjun hid aside and sneered, staring at Ye Xuan with sinister eyes, his heart was filled with strong resentment, he could never afford to offend the Eight Sage Kings, but Ye Xuan didn't care.

Just as he was thinking viciously in his heart, Ye Xuan made another move.

Fingers are like dancing.

72 needles, as closed as closed.

The 72 acupoints from the neck to the abdomen are all under control. Overwork is the root cause of the disease, and the lack of sleep is the fuse this time, so what Ye Xuan has to do is to relieve the other party's symptoms and eliminate fatigue , Retrograde blood qi balances yin qi and yang qi, the opponent will naturally wake up, and the mental state will be better than ever.

Like playing a piano, Ye Xuan's fingers slid across the 72 silver needles, and those silver needles suddenly vibrated. The vibrations were very frequent and surprisingly consistent.

It's like the black and white keys are playing beautiful notes.

It turns out that curing diseases and saving lives can be so elegant? !

Wang Fu finally put away his contempt. This is definitely not something that can be explained by accident. Looking at the calmness and calmness on the other party's face, it seems that everything is under control.

Could it be that he really met an expert outside the world?
After a few breaths, Ye Xuan stroked his fingers again, and all the silver needles stuck on the body of the Eight Sage Kings disappeared, and returned to Ye Xuan's hands again as if by magic, and then put them into the needle bag, folded them, put them away, and everything was safe. It was so unhurried.

"Is that all right?" Wang Fu couldn't believe it.

But Ye Xuan didn't say a word, just brushed off the dust from his body, looking like a master.

"Hmph, pretending to be aggressive." Jin Yingjun cursed secretly.

However, at this moment, the Eight Sage King's breathing became weaker, his face darkened rapidly, his whole body convulsed several times, and finally kicked his legs, as if... hiccup!

"What? Dead!"

"My lord is dead!"

"The Eight Sage Kings are gone!"

Everyone's face changed wildly, and Wang Fu threw himself to the bedside of the Eight Sage Kings and cried loudly.

The others also looked solemn, obviously unable to accept that the amiable Eighth Prince just left!

This is... a national mourning!

Jin Yingjun wept with joy, this idiot jumped out to take the blame for him, this is the best idiot he has ever seen.

He laughed out loud, appearing extremely disharmonious in the midst of grief.

"Jin Yingjun, you are still gloating about your misfortune, you are finished, I want your entire doctor's mansion to be buried with the prince!" Wang Fu turned around abruptly, kicked Jin Yingjun to the ground, and stomped on his face violently.

"Tomorrow, the prince's 50 troops will gather to destroy your doctor's mansion, and it will be useless to ask for mercy!!"

Wang Fu clenched his fists tightly and trembled violently.

Everyone could feel the surging anger deep in his heart.

50 million soldiers?
Destroy the Great Doctor's Mansion?
Jin Yingjun's face changed wildly, the army of the Huawu Empire was invincible in land battles!
And the soldiers and horses under the Eight Sage Kings are all the best soldiers and powerful generals. If they really want to fight over, they can occupy King Han City in an hour! !
Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for Han royal family to offend the giant dragon for a small doctor's mansion.

In the end, it must be the royal family who personally tied up the people in the Great Physician's Mansion and handed them over to the dragon to extinguish the opponent's anger.

Thinking of this, Jin Yingjun didn't have the slightest handsome temperament, knelt at Wang Butler's feet, and cried loudly:
"Butler Wang, it's none of my business. He did it all. If it wasn't for his blind Jb injection, would the prince die?"

He threw all the blame on Ye Xuan.

"Hmph... None of you... can't run away." Steward Wang was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he turned to look at Ye Xuan angrily.

But Ye Xuan said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Who said the prince is dead? It will be healed soon."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and at the same time looked at the Eighth Prince who was lying on the hospital bed.

Wang Fu stared at him without blinking. Sure enough, the expression on the Eighth Prince's face changed after a while, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be shaking slightly!

Suddenly, the Eighth Sage King let out a muffled snort, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

Just after the mouthful of black blood was spit out, the body of the Eight Sage Kings underwent earth-shaking changes, as if reborn.

His originally pale complexion immediately became rosy and shiny, his breathing was steady, his heartbeat was strong, and his body functions all returned to normal. How could he look as sick as before?
All right?

Is it okay to spit out a mouthful of blood?
At this time, Ye Xuan said calmly: "The 72 injections just now, plus this mouthful of black blood, have already detoxified most of the toxins in the Eight Worthy King's body. He will take a short nap and he will be fine when he wakes up."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized!
It's amazing, it's amazing!
At this time, Ye Xuan turned his head to look at Jin Yingjun, with a sinister smile on his face:

"Western medicine is just heresy. I don't have the same knowledge as you. You provoke me again and again. Do you really think I have no temper?"

Ye Xuan yelled violently, flicked his fingers, and a few golden needles pierced handsome Jin's face!

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded, and everyone shuddered when they heard it.

(End of this chapter)