Personal Doctor King

"You can't decide what I want. I want your Wu family's Ziliu needle. Are you sure you can give it?" Yu Jingzhe glanced at Wu Fengdao.

"You can't think about it." Wu Feng is angry.

Ziliu needling is his Wu family's family's needling method. It can be said that it is the secret of not passing on. Their Wu family's Wuyou hall also relies on this to support their face. How can they easily hand it in?

"Look, I said, you can't be the master again. What's the meaning of that Yu Jingzhe said with a smile.

"For something else, I can use the money as a lottery." Wu Feng thought and said.

"It's too vulgar to talk about money. It's also hurtful. It's illegal for you to gamble in it. I want you to take the Zi Liu needle as a lottery. If you can't take it out, you can't compare it." Yu Jingzhe said.

"Yu Jingzhe, you are a bit of a dilemma. If Wu Feng takes out the Ziliu needle to make the colorful head, what can you do? You're not sure you can win, are you? " Gu Zhengye follows.

"Yes, that's right. You asked me to take the Zi Liu needle as the color head. What can you take out? At least it's going to be the same as our ziliuzhen. " Gu Zhengye's words remind Wu Feng.

He is not stupid either. He is easily agreed by others.

"The ziliuzhen in your family is only the first half of ziwubazi. You don't have the second half. I can provide the second half of Lingguibafa." Yu Jingzhe's seemingly careless words give Wu Feng a thrill.

"What did you say? Do you have eight methods of needling? " Wu Feng looks at Yu Jingzhe's eyes and shows a strange light.

"Of course, ziliuzhen and Lingguibafa are called ziwubafa, but you Wu family needling method only has ziliuzhen. If I lose, I can provide it." Yu Jingzhe said with a faint smile.

"Without any proof, how can I know if you have the needle spectrum of Linggui Bafa?" Wu Feng can't believe it. He also has an idea to win it after confirming it.

"The year of Jiaji is not ten years old, the year of Yigeng is nine years old, the year of dingrenyinmao is eighty percent, and the day of wuguisi is seven days old." Yu Jingzhe said slowly with a faint smile, "is this formula familiar to you?"

As he spoke, he took out several silver needles on the examination table. With a slight flick of his right hand, the silver needles stabbed on the peach wood table. These silver needles showed irregular figures, which were the atlas composed according to the entry position of the eight methods of Linggui.

"This This is really the lost eight methods of Linggui! "

It's true that this is the entry-level needling method of the eight methods of Linggui. If you don't understand the meaning, this needling map can't be pierced. It's really the eight methods of Linggui.

Several examiners on the stage are not calm. Lingguibafa is an advanced acupuncture method, but it has been lost in modern times. Now the Lingguibafa is just a little superficial. The real Lingguibafa is very profound and can't be easily obtained.

It was originally called "eight methods of midnight noon" together with Ziliu needle, but because it was lost, there was only one method of Ziliu needle. If the two methods were combined, the level of acupuncture could be called "divine needle".

Wu Feng's eyes were staring at the mysterious pattern on the table. His eyes almost protruded. Suddenly, he blurted out, "I'll bet with you, and I'll take our Zi Liu needle as the color head!"

"If you don't come, what do you do?" Yu Jingzhe said.

"I won't lose. Don't look down on people!" Wu Feng cheered.

"You lost by noon." Yu Jingzhe said a fact slowly.

"It's just that I didn't play well, I didn't lose!" Wu Feng sees in Jingzhe, mentions just that stubble, the big anger way.

"You're a doctor. Is the doctor allowed to play? You are joking about the life of the patient. You should know that the people in your hands are all living lives, and you should take your abnormal performance as the reason? " Said Yu Jingzhe.

"Wu Feng, get in touch with your grandfather. This matter is of great importance. You can't be the master." Gu Zhengye dare not make a big deal about it. After all, he can't afford to offend the Wu family now.

“…… Then you wait for me. " Wu Feng hatefully stares at Yu Jingzhe and says that he hurried out with his mobile phone and called his grandfather.

Due to the brilliant performance of both sides, everyone is looking forward to the contest. In order not to delay the exam, other students are asked to take the exam first.

The difficulty of this pass is much higher than that of the last exam. Many students admit their mistakes at acupoints and are sprayed with water on their faces. Soon after, there are fewer people on the scene. Up to now, there are less than ten candidates left.

Half an hour later, a white haired but energetic old man rushed over with a brocade box in his hand.

This old man is Wu Zien of Wuyou hall, Wu Feng's grandfather.

"Grandfather, are you here?" Wu Feng ran forward happily.

"Dear old friends, I'm really disturbing you today." Wu Zi'en first accompanied several instructors. After all, he delayed a lot of time for their private affairs.

"Lao Wu, today's gambling is not small. If you win, you will be the God of needles in the future." Li, who is familiar with Wu Zien in Kang Pingtang, laughs."It's really the eight magic ways." Wu Zi'en stared at the mysterious pattern on the table for a long time. He was a little distracted.

Then he turned around and said to Yu Jingzhe, "young man, do you really want to gamble?"

"Mr. Wu, it's not a gamble. It's your grandson who started it first." Yu Jingzhe added.

"Xiaofeng, how sure are you?" Wu Zi'en turned his head and asked Wu Feng.

"80 percent." Wu Fengxin swears that this is not conceit. As a future man of Wuyou hall, his medical skills are destined to be extraordinary since childhood. Especially in acupuncture, he has done more hard work than anyone else.

This is only a conservative estimate. If you really start, I'm afraid the success rate will reach 90%.

Maybe his level can't catch up with that of Jingzhe, but he is confident that his speed and accuracy of acupoint recognition will be better than that of Jingzhe.

"Well, the future of wuyaotang is up to you." Wu Zien was very pleased. He looked at Yu Jingzhe and asked, "little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Yu Jingzhe. I'm just a doctor in the first hospital in Beijing." Yu Jingzhe smiles.

"Yu Jingzhe, do you know that the eight methods of Linggui are no less precious than national treasures? Are you sure you want to compare them?" Wu Zien said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu. Naturally, I know the value of the eight methods. If your grandson really wins, I can only say that I'm not as good as a person. Then the eight methods are just smashed in my hand. Why not give them to you?" Yu Jingzhe said nothing.

"Well, in that case, I won't let you lose in vain. If you lose, we'll get the score, but we won't make you lose. Here's a million checks to compensate you." Wu Zien said so.