Master of medicine

"You..." Tang ya just about to throw the knife out, see Sima Xiao turned around, said to them: "don't talk."

Tang Ya no longer speak, Chen Tian is very narrow looking at her, Tang Ya can't see Chen Tian like this, glared at him, eyes full of murderous.

Chen Tian for her this set, already see strange, completely ignore, put the back of the head to face Tang Ya almost kill eyes.

After Sima Xiao let them lead in, he stepped aside and gave the position to Tang Ya and Chen Tian.

Tang Ya bowed respectfully to the old man sitting on the Dragon chair. His coldness was full of peace. He didn't have the hostility when he talked with Chen Tian. He said, "Dragon King, I've brought people."

Chen Tian takes advantage of the opportunity to look at the old man, who is known as the Dragon King. He has silver hair and curly beard. He is not angry. His eyes are as bright as copper bells. He looks down on all living beings like a king.

To say that Chen Tian is not an ordinary coward, but when he saw long Jun, "we can start." Long Jun lay on the physiotherapy bed and waved to Chen Tian.

Chen Tian smiles and nods. He takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself down. He walks steadily to long Jun and uses the alcohol cotton from the medical box to wipe the silver needle for disinfection.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. When Chen Tian came, he had already judged his physical condition by looking at Longjun's complexion. Now all he has to do is to treat him with silver needles.

"You don't need to pulse me?" Long Jun looks at the boy in front of him with a little surprise and reminds him.

Chen Tian shook his head and said in a soft voice: "no, your body is injured, but it's not the main reason. The main reason is that you have strong and fierce anger. If you don't eliminate it as soon as possible, you will die against the current."

Long Jun eyebrow pick, he of course understand what Chen Tian said is the truth, no longer words, let Chen Tian to decide how to treat.

Chen Tian doesn't say much anymore. He uses the cold fingers of Yanhuang Shenzhen to search for acupoints quickly. When his silver needle hits Longjun's back, Longjun only feels a cold air penetrating into his body from the silver needle.

"Do you feel it?" Chen Tian asked after rotating the silver needle half a circle.

Long Jun didn't speak. He closed his eyes and nodded as if he was enjoying himself.

Chen Tian continued to apply the needle, but when he wanted to continue to apply the needle, he felt that there was a strong internal force in Longjun's body to compete with him. To say, the ordinary people's body was like a canal without flowing water, which would be guided according to the situation by Chen Tian's application of the needle, so as to achieve the state he thought.

Long Jun's body is not. When Chen Tian's inner strength comes in, he will find a stronger inner strength to fight against it, which makes him have to exert more strength to restrain it.

And each acupoint under the silver needle is like every highland. The cold air of the cold sky finger competes with the fierce anger of the Dragon King's body repeatedly. Chen Tian finds that his physical strength is consumed badly in the repeated struggle.

Sweat flows out from Chen Tian's face. Long Jun feels that Chen Tian's body is going to be unable to support, but he doesn't say anything, just waiting for Chen Tian to stop quietly.

Chen Tian's consciousness is also blurred, and his body is shaking. He says: "if it goes on like this, it won't work. We must come up with unique skills."