The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 386 The Ninth Stitch

Chapter 380 Seventh Needle

Die in half an hour?

Hearing this, everyone present exploded instantly.

"Bastard, what are you talking about?"

"Are you cursing the old man to die?"

"Elder Hua is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. He eats more salt than you eat. How dare you slander Elder Hua?"

"Sancai Tongyou, the peerless magic needle, even we are not familiar with it, what do you know about the ninth needle, you brat?

"Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Please apologize quickly..."

Not only the nephews of the Song family yelled at Ye Fan, Chen Jishi and the others reprimanded him with a straight face, wishing to rub Ye Fan on the ground.

To question national players like Hua Qingfeng is to question their group, their vision and medical skills.

Hua Qingfeng also stared at Ye Fan with a dark face, but under the anger, he still had a touch of dignity.

Zhu Changsheng frowned. Although he felt that Ye Fan's words were inappropriate, he didn't say anything. Having experienced his wife's incident, he trusted Ye Fan unconditionally.

Ye Fan said that there is a problem with the ninth needle, so there must be a problem with the ninth needle.

"Everyone be quiet."

After Song Jinyu looked into Ye Fan for a while, he waved his hand to signal everyone present to be quiet:
"This is the doctor brought by Mr. Zhu. Although he is young, he must be of a certain standard and won't talk nonsense."

He added: "Let's listen to his explanation..."

Zhu Changsheng nodded lightly: "That's right, my doctor is not a waste, I have something in my hand."

Hearing that Zhu Changsheng brought the doctor, nearly a hundred people became a little quieter, but they were still full of disdain for Ye Fan.

"So young, what can you have?"

"It is estimated that Mr. Zhu was deceived by him..."

"Sancai Tongyou is something he has seen before. He probably didn't know about the first injection, so he still needs the ninth injection."

Everyone mocked Ye Fan in a low voice.

Several female family members of the Song family also disagreed, thinking that Ye Fan was pretending to be high-spirited.

"Hua Lao, I respect you very much."

Ye Fan looked at Hua Qingfeng: "I also know that you didn't save people for money, but because you really want Mr. Song well."

"But out of responsibility for the patients, I still want to advise you to be cautious."

"Whether the ninth needle is a unique one, or you figured it out yourself, you should know it in your heart."

"One needle lives, one needle kills, Mr. Hua think twice."

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan glanced at the middle-aged fat woman, and saw that her dull eyes became sharper, and she stared at Hua Qingfeng motionlessly.

Before Chen Jishi and the others could speak, Hua Qingfeng asked coldly, "Do you know how to communicate with three talents?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Understand a little."

"Hmph, ignorant boy!"

It's okay if you don't understand a little bit, but when you say it, Hua Qingfeng's face turns cold for an instant:
"Sancai Tongyou is a peerless magic needle. I spent decades to find the only copy, and only managed to master nine needles after a year of study."

"What do you know about the Three Talents Tongyou?"

"Don't come out to sensationalize just because you read a few local novels, it will make you lose face and make you pay the price."

"If young people want to achieve success, the most important thing is to be down-to-earth and work hard step by step, instead of being arrogant."

"Otherwise, sooner or later, nothing will be achieved, and Mr. Zhu's trust will be betrayed."

Hua Qingfeng reprimanded Ye Fan and reminded Zhu Changsheng not to be deceived.

Song Jinyu looked at Zhu Changsheng and asked lately, "Mr. Zhu, which hospital does this little brother belong to..."

Zhu Changsheng smiled lightly: "I invited them from Longdu, so I won't be some liar."

Chen Jishi put a label on Ye Fan: "It's not a liar, so it's a fledgling young man?"

"Hua Lao doesn't believe it, just give the needle."

"As soon as the ninth needle is dropped, Mr. Song will tremble all over, his eyes will protrude, blood will spurt from his mouth, and he will curl up into a ball and die."

Ye Fan didn't give Hua Qingfeng any face: "Because the eight stitches in the previous lonely book are for unblocking, and the ninth stitch you figured out is blocking."

"The blood and essence released by the eight needles were about to rush wildly through the meridians of the body, but they were blindly blocked by your ninth needle."

"As a result, the blood vessels will inevitably be reversed, the five internal organs will be damaged, and life will be lost."

Ye Fan ignored the hostile gazes of dozens of people, and explained the symptoms and reasons in one breath.

The female family members of the Song family were taken aback when they heard the words. They seemed a little surprised that Ye Fan was full of confidence, but soon dismissed them again.

At Ye Fan's age, not to mention knowledge and three talents, he is probably not familiar with acupuncture and moxibustion, so why question Hua Qingfeng?

"Running wildly, rushing for thousands of miles, it's a set of words, but it's useless at all."

Chen Jishi snorted coldly: "You are young, if you don't learn well, you will be a sensationalist."

"Xiao Chen, stop talking to him."

Hua Qingfeng went over the acupuncture method in his mind, straightened his body, looked at Ye Fan and said:
"Young man, today, the old man asked you to take a look. Is this ninth needle harming or saving people?"

"After this injection, if Mr. Song has something to do, I will give you the Qingfengtang in Longdu."

"If Mr. Song is fine, you are not allowed to practice medicine in the future, so as not to harm others or yourself, and bring trouble to Mr. Zhu."

He directly bet with Ye Fan: "Young man, do you dare to fight?"

Song Jinyu quickly smoothed things over: "Old Hua, calm down, young people are ignorant, forget it, forget it..."

"Other things can be counted, but this questioning of my medical skills cannot be counted."

Hua Qingfeng looked at Ye Fan coldly: "Didn't you think I figured out the ninth injection by myself? Stand up and challenge me."

Chen Jishi and the others also stared at Ye Fan with a sneer. They didn't think he had the courage to fight, after all, liars don't dare to see the truth.

Several female family members of the Song family curled their lips even more, thinking that Ye Fan was going to be a coward.

How can Ye Fan challenge a national player like Hua Lao?
Zhu Changsheng frowned slightly, but Ye Fan stopped him when he wanted to say something.

Ye Fan smiled: "Okay, if nothing happens to Mr. Hua's ninth injection, I will stop practicing medicine and go back to the countryside."

"It's a word."

Hua Qingfeng also stopped Song Jinyu from speaking, and then gave Song Wansan the ninth needle.

After some operation, Song Wansan soon had another red line on his body, making his face even more rosy.

The originally skinny and stiff hands also began to shake, allowing people to feel the vitality above.

Ye Fan found that the originally tense middle-aged fat nurse's expression had returned to the original dullness.

"Great, great, Elder Song's condition has improved."

"It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of rosiness. This is the circulation of blood and vitality."

"Mr. Song, can you hear me?"

Seeing that Song Wansan's situation gradually improved, Chen Jishi and the others cheered for Hua Qingfeng one after another, not forgetting to sneer at Ye Fan:
"This kid is going home to feed the pigs."

The female family members of the Song family also looked at Ye Fan gloatingly.

"what--"

At this moment, Song Wansan, who had ruddy cheeks, suddenly let out a strange cry, his whole body trembled, and his eyes protruded like dead fish.

Before Hua Qingfeng reached out to support him, he spat out another mouthful of blood with a plop.

In the next second, Song Wansan curled up uncontrollably, as if he had just cooked a prawn.

At the same time, the alarm of the instrument is loud...

beep beep-

Life is at stake.

(End of this chapter)