Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

A group of bodyguards were stunned and made way.

Zhou Yi stepped up and walked into the ward. He saw an old man over 50 years old making Chinese medicine. The whole room was full of strong smell of Chinese medicine.

On the side of the old man's bed, a girl was lying there.

She was seventeen or eighteen years old, pale and completely lost her blood. His whole body is covered with monitoring equipment, wrapped in bandages, and he groans in pain from time to time.

"I'm very curious. How did you know the recipe of my rejuvenation soup, and how can you assert that I can't save Miss Wang's life?"

Seeing Zhou Yi enter the door, the old man raised his eyelids, looked him up and said.

Obviously, this old man is Chen Shengshou among the people, and Chen Ping has returned.

"If you can't, you can't. Do you really think Huichun soup is a good thing? Chen Shengshou. You should understand the essence of Huichun soup. "

"It's a chronic tonic soup, and if I'm right, you should be ready to use rejuvenation soup to stimulate her body's potential, and then use a silver needle to comb and stimulate her vitality."

"But it's a pity that Huichun decoction has limited efficacy. With your medical skills, you urge her to die."

Zhou Yi glanced at the old man and said faintly.

"Nonsense. Do you know who the teacher is?"

Before the old man said anything, Lu Yao was not happy and yelled.

But Zhou Yi didn't speak. Lu Yao turned her head and looked at her, but she saw her teacher's face startled. It was obvious that she had been hit by the other party's words.

Lu Yao was a little stunned.

The teacher is Chen Shengshou, a famous master of traditional Chinese medicine in China. It is said that Chen Shengshou has the privilege of going in and out of Zhongnanhai at any time. He has lived a lot in his life. He is a treasure like figure in China and enjoys a good reputation all over the country.

As a disciple of Chen Shengshou, Lu Yao has always felt superior to others.

But at the moment, what is the teacher's expression?

"It's true."

Chen Shengshou sighed and let Lu Yao's pride spread clean.

Quack doctor harms people. If it was just a car accident before, then Chen Sheng's skillful hand can easily pull Miss Wang back from the line of life and death. But at the moment, the quack used the wrong medicine, which led to Wang Qing's rapid failure of vital signs, and was on the verge of turning back the universe.

There are not many ways that Chen Shengshou can use. Even if he does his best, he can only grasp 40% at most.

If it had not been for him, Chen Ping still owed a favor to the Wangs, he would have left.

Now I want to come, but Chen Ping is still sitting on the sidelines and overestimating himself.

Chen Ping is still lonely.

"Teacher, don't pay any attention to him. I think he's just boasting. Wang Qing, now you have the ability and assurance of this injury. If you want to blame it, it's the quacks who hurt people. "

"Hey, you go. Believe it or not, I'll let the bodyguards throw you out. If the teacher can't cure it, why are you handsome? "

Lu Yao is not happy, and immediately ready to rush people.

"That's it."

Zhou Yi shakes his hand, and a silver needle that was originally placed in the bag next to Chen Shengshou flies out. With a flick of his fingers, Zhou Yi broke the silver needle as if it had been pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and it was directly broken into three steps.

Then, Zhou Yi kneaded his thumb and scattered it.

Whoosh.

Three pieces of silver needle immediately flew out, accurately punctured in three big acupoints of Wang Qing.

Only three pieces of silver needles trembled, and black air floated out from time to time.

A needle, needle to the disease disappear.

But Wang Qing's originally painful groan gradually disappeared, even the body's wound also stopped the blood, gradually became ruddy. If you didn't know that Wang Qing was seriously injured, just look at Wang Qing's peaceful appearance, as if it were no different from sleeping.

That's it.

Chen Sheng's hand trembled, and his eyes would stare out.

"This is..."

"Three inch needle?"

Chen Ping couldn't help exclaiming, and his face was dull.

"It's a bit of insight. Ordinary people don't recognize my three inch needle. But... "

Zhou Yi glanced at Chen Shengshou and muttered.

Then he frowned, as if very unhappy. It is true that no one can do it, even if Zhou Yi is a brilliant doctor and sword immortal.

The way of heaven smashed his flesh and blood, and severely damaged his spirit. Zhou Yi's thousand years of cultivation had already disappeared. At the moment, Zhou Yi's aura in his body was almost exhausted, leaving no trace.

Otherwise, it will be Wang Qing's injury. Zhou Yi only needs to blow a breath to make the other party recover. He doesn't have to use the needle at all.

This three inch needle is a magical needling technique that Zhou Yi mastered before he set foot in the realm of cultivating immortals.

Zhou Yi was originally a traveling doctor and took charge of the medical skills of the whole world before he stepped into the immortal cultivation world. Because of the extraordinary medical skills, he was brought into the road of cultivating immortals, which opened a brilliant life. He was also called the doctor sword immortal because his medical skills were connected with God and had a good view of the countless medical books in the world.Three inch needle.

The needle has three inches. The inch inch is the enemy of the king.

One inch saves lives, two inches of living dead, three inches of flesh and bones.

Even if Zhou Yi's power of snapping fingers and breaking stars in his inner body is not at the moment, there is no way to perform his wonderful skill. But with this three inch needle, it is enough to turn the tide and save Wang Qing's life.

Zhou Yi shook his head, some regret.

However, Zhou Yi doesn't care. Lu Yao, who was still very angry, is not calm.

She didn't know how to treat this kind of traditional Chinese medicine. But Lu Yao could not have imagined that acupuncture could still be used in this way.

This is beyond the scope of blind and flying needles.

Are you sure it's not magic?

"Teacher, what is a three inch needle?"

Lu Yao asked suspiciously.

"Three inch needle, three inch long, one inch one day. It is a magic array that only appears in ancient medical books and books. It is said that the miraculous effect of the king's bone in the late Qing Dynasty is far more than that of the God of the dead

"I have seen the description of the three inch needle by chance. I always thought that it was just a myth and a fabrication. It was the peak of five thousand years of Chinese medicine. It didn't exist in reality. However, I didn't expect that there was such a wonderful acupuncture technique in the world."

Chen Ping also said, in the heart equally surprised Leng.

He was staring at the three pieces of silver needles inserted in Wang Qing's body without blinking. His old eyes showed unbelievable emotions.

Chen Ping has been dealing with traditional Chinese medicine for at least 40 years.

From the beginning of his graduation, Chen Ping also admitted that he had a certain level of skill. His masterhand was praised by others, but he had pride in his heart.

Chen Ping thought that the three inch needle was just a myth made up by human beings in ancient times, but he did not expect that one day it would really appear in front of him.

How can Chen Ping believe this?

Incredible!

There are such fantastic acupuncture techniques in the world.

Wang Qing gradually out of the danger period, the indicators of vital signs detector on the side of the hospital bed have been completely toward the stable level.

Chen Ping also breathed out a breath.

He pressed down the shock in his heart and was full of curiosity to ask Zhou Yi for advice.

But Chen Shengshou just looked up, but found that the original in the hospital bed side of the young doctor has disappeared.

"What about others?"

Chen Shengshou can't help but be stunned. Seeing Lu Yao still in a daze, Chen Ping directly chases out.