Genius Daddy in the City

I will kneel and ask you?

Sun Zhaonian first sneered, then sneered, pointing at Ye Chen and waving, "Come here, beat him out!"

Would he be kneeling with a hairy kid?

What a joke!

If it is passed on, it will not be laughed by outsiders.

"Slow!"

Lin Fan on the side suddenly stopped the people who came over, and looked at Ye Chen with a mock face: "I grew up in the mountains since I was a child. I studied medicine at the age of six. I read all the medical books at the age of eight. Mastery of thousands of strange diseases ... "

Sun Zhaonian was full of admiration, and several old Chinese medicine practitioners at the scene were amazed. If what Lin Fan said is true, then he is undoubtedly a medical genius.

Ye Chen looked calm: "Oh, so you are a master down the mountain?"

"Looking at the world, I, Lin Fan, asked me the second medical skill. No one dare to admit that the first medical skill, you, why is a trash like me?" Lin Fan was as imposing as if he wanted to overwhelm everything.

Ye Chen grinned and waved, "No, no, you misunderstood. In fact, I didn't want to compare with you, because I didn't put you in my eyes at all!"

The voice fell.

The smile on Lin Fan's face froze for a moment, his face turned green and white for a while. He never thought of his coquettishness, but in return was a very heartfelt word.

As soon as he saw that his face was not right, Sun Zhaonian sank in his heart, and immediately said with a murderous expression: "Break me out of this boy's hands and feet, and then throw it out."

Lin Fan was invited by him after all. If Ye Chen was gone, wouldn't his daughter have been saved.

"Ha ha."

Lin Fan suddenly laughed strangely, provocatively: "Boy, dare you make a bet with me?"

"What bet?" Ye Chen looked at him with interest.

"If I cured Miss Sun's illness, you knelt down and gave me three beeps, and then left with a broken arm."

"What if you can't cure it?" Ye Chen said, raising her eyebrows with a smile.

"I will never lose ..."

"If you can't cure it, this thing belongs to me." Ye Chen interrupted him and couldn't help looking at the jade pendant around his waist.

Lin Fan's face changed a few times: "Okay!"

"Mr. Lin, this ..." Sun Zhaonian stared at Ye Chen fiercely, and stopped talking.

Lin Fan waved: "Old man, needless to say, all you need to do is help me look at this kid, don't let him run away."

"Mr. Lin rest assured." Sun Zhaonian nodded, and then ordered someone to guard the door, for fear that Ye Chen would run away.

"Next, please keep your eyes open!"

Lin Fan smiled coldly at Ye Chen, walked to the bed, asked people to remove all the medical equipment, and then took Sun Sirong's wrist over, and gave him a pulse. Looking back to Sun Zhaonian confidently, "Miss Sun is suffering from cold chills, which can be cured!"

Sun Zhaonian was ecstatic.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan took out a bag from his body, exposing rows of silver needles glowing with cold light, large and small.

This hand alone dispelled the thoughts of others in the room. An old Chinese doctor trembled and said, "He ... is he going to pierce the acupuncture point with silver?"

Lin Fan took silver needles to stab Sun Sirong's sky maps, Guan Yuan, Yuanwei, Tanzhong. They were deep and shallow, or picked or stabbed. .

"This ... this is ... burning a volcano!"

The old Chinese medicine practitioner stared at Lin Fan's actions intently, his face was full of shock: "The young man's method turned out to be burning volcano, my god."

"Lao Wang, what is burning a volcano?" Sun Zhaonian said with mixed feelings.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Elder Wang.

Wang Lao swallowed his mouth, and his voice was a little excited: "Burn volcano is one of the two great skills of Taiyi Shenzheng, and it is also a treasure pursued by every generation of Chinese medicine in China. Or even having the effect of bringing death back to life. "

"Taiyi Shenzhen? Isn't it lost? How did you recognize it?" Exclaimed another doctor.

Wang Lao shook his head, his face affirmed: "There is nothing wrong, I have seen records about it in the Yellow Emperor's Canon. Taiyi Shenzhen is divided into burning volcanoes and penetrating the sky, or shallow and deep. , Or deep first, then shallow, or light stimulation, or heavy stimulation, or ninety-six tonic, or mention or press, in short, very test a person's level. "

With his words fall.

There was silence in the room. Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Lin Fan unbelievably. It was really unexpected that this young man would have lost the long-cherished Taiyi needle.

Sun Zhaonian couldn't hide his excitement.

Since Mr. Lin would be too stunned, wouldn't it mean that his daughter was saved? At this age, he couldn't help looking at Ye Chen aside and sneered secretly.

Wait and see what you say!

Ye Chen sat down on the chair calmly and looked at the scene, showing cheeks.

Soon after, Wang Lao's choking voice sounded: "Tiantianliang, this is Tiantianliang. I never imagined that I could see the two great skills of Taiyi Shenzhen at the same time in my lifetime."

Someone asks, "How do you see it when you are old?"

"Look carefully!"

Wang Lao took a deep breath and said: "The silver needle penetrated into the skin about an inch in length. This one inch is divided into three segments of heaven and earth. The young man had to mention nine when the silver needle entered the heaven. This time, the book refers to this as a supplement. When the silver needle stabs the ground and the human department, it has to be mentioned nine times each. This is called venting, which means that it must be mentioned 27 times in a short inch. "

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Can this still be done?

While talking, Lin Fan over there was already sweating, apparently this series of operations is not low consumption.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible."

Wang Lao cried and laughed again and again, and turned to Sun Zhaonian, "General Manager Sun, there is this person, Miss Sun is unharmed!"

Sun Zhaonian looked at Sun Sirong subconsciously, and found that although his daughter did not wake up, his face was much better, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Lin Fan quickly closed the needle and covered Sun Sirong with a quilt. Then he got up and wiped his sweat. He said exhaustedly, "Sun Lao, fortunately, I'm sorry, Miss Sun's illness is already well."

"Thank you Mr. Lin!" Sun Zhaonian bowed.

Wang Lao hurriedly greeted him, shaking his lips: "Little brother, oh no, Master Lin, dare to ask if you just performed the Taiyishen needle?"

"Yes, it's Taiyi Shenzhen."

Despite being exhausted, Lin Fan was arrogant, and then looked at Ye Chen coldly: "I'm cured, I'm cured, now give me three knees and kneel down, then break my arm!"

Ye Chen was still sitting still.

"Come, let this boy kneel down for me!" Sun Zhaonian looked cold, and waved immediately.

Several big-handed Hans suddenly poured in from outside the house, and all walked towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was unmoved, and looked at Lin Fan with a smile, "Did you really heal?"

"of course……"

Lin Fan smiled coldly, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard an exclaiming voice: "Hurry up ... look, Miss Sun ... she ..."

Everyone hurriedly turned around and saw that Sun Sirong in bed was convulsing, and a cold air emerged on her body. When the cold air met the air, it solidified into ice. In a blink of an eye, Sun Sirong's eyebrows, and even All the hair was frozen.

Seen from a distance, like a frozen person.

Someone looked at the instrument aside and said weakly, "Miss Sun ... dead ... dead!"

This sudden change suddenly shocked everyone.

"boom!"

Sun Zhaonian hurriedly reached out and reached out to explore Sun Sirong's breath, and then his body shook, only to feel that the brain was roaring like a thunderstorm.

Lin Fan also checked it in the past, shouting in disbelief: "Why ... how can this be, impossible, impossible, I am using Taiyishenzhen."

"Taiyi Shenzhen? Funny!"

The crowd only heard a disdain behind them, and when they looked back, they saw Ye Chen sitting on a chair looking at Lin Fan, saying it word by word.

"Healing a small illness, sweating and panting."

"I have to say, you are really a personal talent."

"You ..." Lin Fan was furious.

Ye Chen interrupted with a sneer: "The key is that you are as fierce as a tiger. If you look at the result two hundred and fifty, it is pure waste!"

"A waste like you dare to brag about being the second best medical doctor in the world?"

"Studied at the age of six? Are you still a master?"

"Go back and study for a few more years, don't come out and be ashamed!"

"waste!"

"puff!"

Lin Fan shouted angrily at Ye Chen, spit out blood under his anger, and roared again and again: "I can't heal, you ... you can't heal!"

"Ha ha!"

"Do you think I'm you? Waste!"

Ye Chen looked up at Sun Zhaonian and smiled slightly: "Sun Zhaonian, remember what I said just now?"

Sun Zhaonian hit a spirit, hurried to Ye Chen, and bowed and begged: "Mr. Ye, I ask your lord to remember the villain's life, and to help the little girl, I must give my gratitude!"

Ye Chen lighted a cigarette, lowered his head and pinched his pants legs, and spit out a cigarette ring gently.

"Want to save someone? Please kneel down and ask me!"