First Son-in-law

Qin Li's voice was not very loud, only Wen Qingguo could hear it.

Wen Qingguo's face turned blue: "You are responsible for what you say!"

"Naturally be responsible." Qin Li sneered, "Since Mr. Wen dared to take out these three hundred and twenty-seven stitches, he must have made enough preparations."

Wen Qingguo suddenly snorted in his heart, and a bad premonition surged.

What is enough preparation?

He is sure that he has restored all the stitches, not to mention that it is absolutely correct, but it is also ninety-nine percent correct!

However, at this moment, Qin Li's words magnified the uncertainty in his heart. For a while, Wen Qingguo panicked.

He forced himself to calm down and raised his voice: "My work has come out, Mr. Qin please."

The following also immediately boiled: "Yes, Professor Wen has brought out these masterpieces and contributed so much! Qin Li, you have been given the title of Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine by the Chief Qin Li. If you are not better than Professor Wen, you should honestly hand over the title. !"

"That's it, give it back to Doctor Wen!"

"You want works?" Qin Li smiled, "If you want me to compare with this mess, I don't know what the so-called formation method remains, and any of my stitches that cures the undead can win!"

In a word, there was a sudden silence below.

What did Qin Li say?

I don't know the so-called broken picture?

He actually said that this masterpiece is a mess?

"Qin Li!" Wen Qingguo shouted, "What do you mean!"

Qin Li sneered, and kept shaking his head: "Dare to ask everyone here, who can understand this broken picture?"

In an instant, the discussion stopped abruptly.

No one knows...

They are all children of ordinary families, or they are in the business world. Who is okay to study Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion?

"What is Qin Li doing?" Xu Qiang frowned.

"I always think there is a good show to watch." Xu Yinran was very excited.

Xu Shiyu was helpless, since she met Qin Li, she seemed to often see the endless impossibility turned into possibility from the thin body of this man.

"So, why are you sure that the needle technique behind Wen Qingguo must have been restored?" Qin Li asked again.

There was another dead silence below. It was not that they didn't want to refute, but they didn't know how to refute.

Say what?

Wen Qingguo is the master of Chinese medicine?

Qin Li is still a master of Chinese medicine!

Wen Qingguo participated in the national competition?

Qin Li also won the championship!

"Since no one can directly affirm, why do you say that this is a great contribution and a masterpiece?"

Qin Li repeatedly asked questions, and there was still a dead silence below.

"Qin Li! What do you mean! You are dissatisfied with me, so are you looking for fault?"

Wen Qin Guo was furious!

The two members of the Wen family also stood up at this moment: "Qin Li, since you keep asking, then I want to ask you too! How can you explain that this is not a masterpiece or a great contribution?"

"That's right..." The people below seemed to have found the backbone at this moment, and they were constantly talking and speaking loudly.

"Please show evidence!"

"Have I said that I have no evidence? Did I mean to find fault on purpose?" Qin Li looked at Wen Qingguo and sneered, "Your 199 stitches, except for nine stitches, are left. The one hundred and ninety stitches in the world are all shit!"

Shit?

Wen Qing almost rolled his eyes, furiously: "Qin Li, you are deceiving too much!"

"I'm deceiving too much? Why don't you say that you are mad? Just like your picture, you still want to contribute to China? Tell you, if you are a good person, if you have this picture, you will have to kill half!

"Qin Li! Don't talk nonsense!" Wen Qingguo gritted his teeth, "Tell you, I brought the patient! I can try it on the patient and let you see if there is any problem with this needle method!"

Qin Li was taken aback, but he didn't expect Wen Qingguo to play it really: "Dare you?"

"Why? You are afraid that I succeeded, you are not easy to find the difference? I tell you, today, Wen Qingguo really want to show everyone!" His voice fell off.

From his seat, a pale man suddenly stood up, crouched on his back and trot onto the stage, and bowed to Wen Qingguo: "Hello, Doctor Wen."

Wen Qingguo directly let the man lie on the table.

Qin Li's eyes immediately became angry when he saw this: "Why did you just lie down like this? Didn't you hear that no one could prove that this stitch was right?"

"Get out!" Unexpectedly, the man yelled at Qin Li when he heard the words, "I voluntarily cares about you? Don't worry about eating carrots! Take care of yourself!"

"Doctor Wen, let's start, I will cooperate with all my strength," the man said.

Wen Qingguo glanced at Qin Li and sneered: "Since some people don't believe this is true, then I have to show everyone the real gun and live ammunition!"

"This man, who is terminally ill, the hospital determined that within a year, the cancer cells will spread and he will die directly!"

"And these three hundred and twenty-seven stitches can restore his body immediately!"

Wow!

There was a sudden uproar: "I rely on such awesomeness?"

But more people looked at Qin Li with sneers and sneers.

Look, people have brought people up for treatment, what else are you talking about?

Qin Li's eyes were cold. He deliberately saved this man's life. Since this man didn't cherish it, he didn't bother to talk nonsense.

And this Wen Qingguo, since he is willing to show everyone the scandal, he is happy to see it happen!

"Please." Qin Li did not stop either.

Seeing this, Wen Qingguo sneered: "Qin Li, this time, I see why you are still looking for trouble!"

Qin Li sneered without speaking.

Wen Qingguo immediately met the gaze of the person below and began to **** the needle on this person.

With more than three hundred needles, a person's body was directly pierced.

But because of the treatment of terminal illnesses and the flesh and bones of the living dead, Fuxi created acupuncture and moxibustion at that time in order to take care of it all over the body.

One stitch, ten stitches, one hundred stitches.

As time passed by minute by minute, everyone saw that the man's face became pale and ruddy from the beginning.

The body's limbs began to stretch, and there was no uncomfortable look on his face.

Just now, they all saw the man running on stage, crouching.

At this moment, the man was lying on the stage like a normal person, with a comfortable smile on his face.

After half an hour, after the 327 stitches, wait for ten minutes to start the stitches.