Let you deliver food, you become the savior?

Chapter 122 Head down!

Wang Yang couldn't help asking Master Ting in his heart, "Then Chu Er Er, what are you thinking?"

"It's still related to Master Pala."

Master Ting laughed and said, "He thinks that the master of traditional Chinese medicine is in front of that person, that's all."

Wang Yang raised his chin.

What kind of medicine is sold in Chu's second gourd?

It seems that he found a master without telling the Chu family, and even before he brought Mr. Xue here, he had no intention of letting Master Pala try it first.

Not only that.

When the other party came in with tea, he directly concluded that Mr. Xue, who is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, was helpless.

Is it...

know what?
"Pay attention to him."

Wang Yang said in his heart: "By the way, can you see the clues of the state of the old Patriarch Chu?"

Mr. Tang's secret injury.

Master Ting discovered it after meeting him.

Maybe.

Master Ting shook his dog's head slightly, "For the time being, I can't see it, unless I listen to this old man Chu personally, but I feel that he is not sick, because there is nothing abnormal in his whole body, he is evil enough..."

Wang Yang pondered for a while and decided to forget it.

No matter how dick Ting Ye is, he is still a dog in the eyes of everyone.

If an Erha is allowed to stick a dog's head on the old Patriarch Chu who is suffering from a strange illness on such an occasion...

How could the Chu family agree?

at this time.

Mr. Xue opened the suitcase and took out a rolled cloth strip.

After spreading out.

There are at least a hundred silver needles of the same thickness hanging on it.

"Help your father to sit up, I'll try acupuncture."

Mr. Xue ordered.

Chu Dongliu couldn't wait to do so.

Expectation floated on everyone's face.

"Are you going to use the legendary Xue Shi Ding Hai Needle?"

"It is rumored that Mr. Xue can even stick a needle back into a coffin with half his foot in it."

"Dinghai Needle, that is Dinghaishenzhen, famous in China, I am lucky to see it today."

……

"Quiet."

Chu Dongliu glanced at the crowd displeased, "Either go out and wait, or watch quietly."

Everyone fell silent immediately.

Wang Yang was also very curious about Xue Shi Dinghai Needle, so he watched it intently.

moment.

Mr. Xue picked up three needles in each hand.

In the blink of an eye.

Six needles were pierced on the old Patriarch Chu's body, and the depths were the same.

Mr. Xue observed for five seconds, and then injected nine more needles.

Not to mention everyone, even Wang Yang was stunned by the smooth and smooth operation.

"Hey!"

The old Patriarch Chu, who was in a coma, opened his mouth and spit out black blood.

"God!"

Chu Dongliu gave a thumbs up.

But Mr. Xue frowned, and said, "Everything is normal, how could there be black blood?"

He gave three more needles.

Old Patriarch Chu's eyelids moved and were half-opened.

at the same time.

Over there, Chu Donghe's expression changed unnaturally.

"Second Chu is a little panicked."

Master Ting's voice fell into Wang Yang's ears.

Wang Yang looked over after hearing this, and then looked back.

"dad!"

Chu Dongliu asked tentatively, "Can you hear me?"

Patriarch Chu moved his neck stiffly and nodded.

His lips and teeth were slightly parted, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Help him to lie down."

Mr. Xue said.

In fact, he is also inexplicable.

Fifteen needles vomit black blood.

No.18 needle wakes up, even consciousness is normal?

The problem is that the acupuncture points I have pricked are all based on conservative testing of various parts of the body.

According to his experience, this is impossible.

"Thank you, Mr. Xue!"

Chu Dongliu supported his father to lie down.

however.

At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared!

The hands of Chu's family were moving up and down.

His legs and feet are swinging one by one!

Movements are stiff as if involuntary.

What's more, there is an unprecedented situation. Every time the limbs swing, black blood will flow out of the nostrils and mouth!

The sudden change made Mr. Xue startled.

There was a commotion among the crowd.

Ting Ye seemed to have discovered a new world, he raised his dog's head with great interest, and smiled while watching: "Xiao Yangzi, I see!"

"What's the reason?" Wang Yang asked in his heart.

"Drop your head!"

Master Ting bared his teeth.

"Head down?!"

Wang Yang was dumbfounded. Isn't that the rumored Nanyang magic?
He urged Master Ting, "Tell me about it in detail."

Simultaneously.

"Old Xue, this..."

Chu Dongliu asked worriedly: "When I woke up before, there was nothing but shaking, why is it bleeding now?"

"Ugh."

Old Master Xue sighed, and pulled out all the silver needles on Old Patriarch Chu's body.

The opponent's swing and the black blood flowing out became smaller and smaller. After less than ten times, he stopped moving again and fell into a coma again.

Facing the suspicious eyes of everyone in the Chu family.

"This disease is too weird."

Mr. Xue rolled up the silver needle and put it in the box, "Forgive me for my inexperienced medical skills, and I can't do anything."

"what?"

Chu Dongliu looked downcast, "Even you...can't help?"

The Chu family was at a loss.

Old Master Xue nodded, then turned to Wang Yang who was looking at the dog, "Let's go."

"Old Xue, wait a minute."

Chu Dongliu picked up the teapot, then picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "This strange disease cannot be cured, so I can't blame you. Sit down and have a cup of tea first, and then I will personally send you and Master Yang back."

There is no sincerity in the transaction.

Even if the old man's strange disease can't be cured, other serious diseases and intractable diseases can be easily handled by a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

Letting the other party go without even taking a sip of tea, not to mention being negligent, the Chu family will be pushed to the forefront after the news spreads.

"No."

Mr. Xue waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to do with today's pot of tea."

Just when Chu Dongliu wanted to continue persuading him.

A yin and yang laughter sounded, "Even if you have self-knowledge, in my opinion, the master of traditional Chinese medicine is just a false name."

When everyone inquired, it turned out to be the second master Chu Donghe who was second only to the head of the family!
"You..." Mr. Xue was embarrassed and annoyed, but he was powerless to refute.

"Donghe!"

Chu Dongliu frowned and reprimanded: "Apologize to Mr. Xue immediately,"

"Brother, I'm telling the truth."

Chu Donghe didn't take it seriously, "A master of traditional Chinese medicine who has been obsessed with Go for 30 years and has no business, is it not a false name? He really has nothing to do with my family's mother tree, Dahongpao."

"Bastard!"

Chu Dongliu yelled, "Shut up."

Chu Zifeng clenched his fists, "Second uncle, are you still awake from the wine you drank at noon?"

But Chu Donghe laughed, "Fortunately, I have invited a master, who is truly qualified to enjoy this pot of tea."

"Oh?"

Chu Dongliu and everyone were stunned.

Mr. Xue was uncertain, "Another wise man? Then why did you let the old man come?"

"I can't help it. Zifeng is my elder brother's son. One patriarch and one young master. I can't refute their face."

Chu Donghe spread his hands to show his innocence, "I thought I could take this opportunity to save a big favor, but I didn't know you couldn't cure it either."

"Then I'd like to see how the master you invited treats it." Old Master Xue's temper also came up, "If it can be cured, I will wash my hands in this golden basin!"

"Okay."

In the eyes of everyone, Chu Donghe picked up his mobile phone and shook it, "That master has been waiting for me for a long time, I will contact him right away."

result.

The number hasn't been dialed yet.

A hand suddenly reached out and squeezed his wrist.

It was Wang Yang who made the move!

He was so engrossed in chatting with Ting Ye before, he didn't pay attention to what happened.

Right now, after chatting and hearing that Mr. Xue was slandered and bullied, he couldn't sit still.

"What are you doing?" Chu Donghe stared, "Let go!"

"The master you invited..."

Wang Yang's scrutiny was reflected in the opponent's eyes, "Is it called Pala?"

(End of this chapter)