Best little divine farmer

Before that, he had asked countless experts to treat him. Not surprisingly, he got the same results.

At that time, according to those doctors, the toxin had gradually spread to the old man's blood, but now it has spread to his heart.

In this case, even if Kim himself, are afraid to be difficult to save people back.

Ignoring the middle-aged man's reaction, kinbeh held out a hand and put it on the old man's pulse.

His face became more and more ugly. He found that in addition to the snake venom that had spread to the heart, the old man had coronary heart disease!

Even if one of the two is enough to kill a person, now they are gathered together, and even Kim himself is not sure.

The whole Koryo will jinbenhe and jinjiakuai God, but to put it bluntly, jinbenhe is just a person.

As he frowned, he took out a box of silver needles from his body and pointed several big points on his opponent's body. The old man's eyes closed slowly and soon fell asleep.

"What's this?"

Middle aged secretly see this, some urgent ask a way.

"It's OK. I'll let him sleep first, otherwise he may not be able to bear the pain during the treatment."

The way that Jin Benhe didn't like.

The middle-aged man was relieved.

With a few fingers twirling, in a short time, the old man's body was covered with a lot of scattered silver needles, which controlled his strength. With a calm face, Kim began to treat him.

With the quiet flow of time, I saw the old man frowning tightly. In his sleep, he was hard to say the color of pain. The thick layer of sweat on his forehead dyed the original pure pillow with sweat.

The old man's face gradually turned red, and his breathing suddenly began to become urgent.

"Taiyi Shenzhen..."

Tang Yifan, who had been watching silently, had a few moving colors on his face, and his eyes fell on Jin Benhe's body.

At this time, Jin Benhe's needling technique in his hand was exactly Taiyi God needle!

This kind of acupuncture has a long history, it can be said that in the whole field of traditional Chinese medicine has been almost lost, compared with the Guimen thirteen needles have no less.

So far, Tang Yifan is familiar with some traditional Chinese medicine, almost none of which can perform this acupuncture.

Now seeing that Jin Benhe could use this method of needling, Tang Yifan could not help sighing.

Although the temperaments and personalities of the Jin family are not so good, their respective medical skills can be said to be first-class.

Kim's hand is not ashamed of his name as the head of the family!

After nearly two hours, kinbeh was already tired and sweating. He was sitting on the ground, panting for breath.

"Mr. king, what's the matter?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man is ready to help each other up, but he is stopped by Jin Benhe.

"Prepare for the future. I tried my best... "

In the face of the middle-aged man's question just now, Kim's face couldn't hang. After struggling for a long time, he finally sighed and said.

The middle-aged man's face was as if he had no center of gravity, and he just sat on the ground with a bang. At this time, the scene was very funny.

The middle-aged man knows that if he can't cure the disease, even in the whole world, there is no hope.

From the beginning to the present, middle-aged men have not paid attention to Tang Yifan. For him, it seems that Tang Yifan is just a dispensable existence.

He will not place his hope on Tang Yifan for the disease that he can't cure.

Even yesterday, Tang Yifan won seven games in a row, but for those present, no matter how fierce Tang Yifan was, he could not be better than Jin Benhe.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Yifan sighed in his heart and drew closer to the old man slowly.

"What are you doing?"

After seeing Tang Yifan's action, a doctor in a white coat in the room suddenly gave Tang Yifan a big drink while his eyes flashed.

"Mr. Jin is not the only one to take part in this competition!"

Tang Yifan glanced at each other lightly.

"Do you really think of yourself as a dish?"

The doctor sniffed and sneered: "now that Mr. Jin can't cure the patient's disease, what qualifications do you have to go up and lose face?"

"You go back. I'll call your TCM Association's account for the fee you should pay."

The middle-aged man's eyes were empty, and he waved his hand in the direction of Tang Yifan.

"You should believe that I can cure the patient."

Tang Yifan face unchanged, patience to the middle-aged man said.

If it is for other scenes, in the face of such a situation, Tang Yifan would have left without looking back.

Tang Yifan doesn't have such a big mind to rush to treat others.

But now this competition is about the bottom line and dignity of the whole TCM Association, and the rise of TCM.

In this case, no matter how dissatisfied he was, Tang Yifan would never choose to leave.

"Believe it?"

The middle-aged man laughed, his face suddenly became gloomy, and roared at Tang Yifan with a ferocious face: "who are you? Why should I believe you? Mr. Jin can't cure the disease. Do you think you can cure it? Why do you treat me like a three-year-old? "

"I believe you have agreed to the Embassy's request before, so you have no right to stop me from playing."

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The middle-aged man's eyes are constantly looking at Tang Yifan, hoping to tear him up.

The reason why he agreed to the Embassy's proposal was that Kim himself and Tang Yifan, the middle-aged man, had not considered the relevant issues at the beginning.

However, just as Tang Yifan said before, now he has no right to prevent Tang Yifan from saving people. The consequences of breach of contract have been formulated in writing, and even they are unable to bear that kind of loss.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's face became more ugly.

Tang Yifan gave the other person a cold look. He didn't want to waste saliva with him. He turned his head and went to the old man's bed. He began to feel his pulse and prepare for the treatment.