I'm a scumbag of billions of heirs

Chapter 46 Dean Luo Out of Control
Dean Luo said it was impossible, but his eyes were extremely shocked.

Unbelievable.

It's really incredible, it's a medical miracle.

How can it be made up directly?

Obviously according to Ye Jiaqi's situation, there are too many impurities in her body, the reason why she can't wake up is because the whole body is too cold.

In this case, Chinese medicine generally uses the method of venting, and all the cold air in the body must be vented before it can be replenished.

When supplemented to a certain level, people can wake up.

At this moment, Dean Luo suspected who gave Ye Jiaqi the injection, otherwise it wouldn't have such an effect.

However, is there such a possibility?

Jiaqi was transferred to the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine at noon yesterday, and her condition was very serious at that time.

How long has it been since yesterday?

Even if someone secretly gave Ye Jiaqi the needle, it would not have such an effect.

Even he couldn't guarantee that Ye Jiaqi would wake up after he gave the needle.

Let out the cold in the body, at least for a week.

Dean Luo frowned, unable to figure it out.

He kept checking Ye Jiaqi's pulse over and over again, fearing that he might make a wrong judgment.

But after a few times, he completely believed it.

There is no cold in Ye Jiaqi's body, so there is no need to use Liuyin number when applying acupuncture, just use Jiuyang number.

The more he knew the truth, the more shocked Dean Luo was.

He turned his head and looked straight at Tan Wanzheng.

Just relying on what Tan Wanzheng pointed out just now, just a few words made a half-hearted person successfully perform acupuncture.

Then why is Tan Wanzheng's superb medical skills.

Could it be that Ye Jiaqi was saved by her?
Impossible, how is it possible.

Tan Wanzheng is still a yellow-haired girl in her early twenties, she will never have such high medical skills.

He has studied for half his life and has never achieved such an achievement. It is absolutely impossible for a yellow-haired girl.

Does she have a master?

Yes, it must be so.

Mrs. Ye probably has a very powerful master.

After all, a super family like the Ye family couldn't find any kind of person, so it made sense for Tan Wanzheng to find a good Chinese medicine practitioner.

After figuring it out, Dean Luo's mood has recovered.

"Mrs. Ye, can you tell me who your master is?"

"I want to visit some other day."

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Dean Luo's eyes were shining when he looked at Tan Wanzheng. He had to pay a visit to this colleague with better medical skills than him.

Tan Wanzheng glanced at Dean Luo: "I don't have a master."

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Seeing that Tan Wanzheng was unwilling to speak, Dean Luo's eyes that were originally full of hope dimmed.

He didn't think Tan Wanzheng was telling the truth.

But also understand.

Such powerful old Chinese medicine practitioners are generally indifferent to fame and fortune, even if they are apprentices, they don't like publicity.

Some even refused to reveal their identities.

Dean Luo is really interested in the master behind Tan Wanzheng, but he can't pry Tan Wanzheng's mouth away.

I can only settle for the next best thing.

"Mrs. Ye, can you tell me how the commander did it?"

"From yesterday to now, in just one day, Master Ling, how can the cold air in Miss Ye's body be completely exhausted, without any residue?"

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In fact, Dean Luo already had the answer in his heart, and when that answer flashed through his mind, he automatically denied it.

impossible.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" has been lost.

In this world, there is absolutely no one who knows how to get thirteen needles.

Handed down from ancient times, the only ancient book teaching acupuncture is in his hands, but it has been left.

Many stitches are incomplete.

The thirteen stitches of the ghost gate only have the first few stitches, and the most critical stitches in the back are missing.

The few stitches he knew gave him his current status.

If someone can use the complete "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate", it will be absolutely incredible.

It will sweep the entire Chinese medicine field and become No.1.

That's why Dean Luo guessed that Tan Wanzheng's master was an old man who was indifferent to fame and fortune.

But is there really such a person?
Dean Luo's heart was spinning and turning, constantly guessing.

However, at this time, Tan Wanzheng had already given him an answer.

"Thirteen needles from the ghost gate were used."

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Dean Luo's already wrinkled face was extremely serious.

For a moment, there was light in his eyes.

"Really?"

"Really thirteen needles from the ghost gate? That set of acupuncture methods that have been lost for a long time?"

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Looking at Dean Luo who was almost crazy with excitement, Tan Wanzheng's eyes were full of disgust.

Dean Luo is probably a fool, right?
Thirteen ghost needles made him so crazy. If he knew that she knew more than this, it would be even crazier.

Tan Wanzheng did not hide all the process from Ye Junting.

Master Ting squinted his eyes and looked at Dean Luo dangerously.

Even though he was old enough to be the father of a little girl, he still felt uncomfortable to worship his little girl so much.

It was a strong possessiveness.

Master Ting asked Ye Jin to drive him out.

Unexpectedly, Dean Luo actually lost the burden of the dean, and shouted excitedly at the door of the ward.

"Miss Tan, I beg you, I want to see Master Ling."

"Miss Tan"

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Dean Luo's address to Tan Wanzheng has quietly changed, from Mrs. Ye to Miss Tan.

That is a qualitative change.

Miss Qin is more important than Mrs. Ye.

Everyone in the ward was coaxed away and fell silent instantly.

Ye Junting took Tan Wanzheng directly to the nearby inner room to catch up on sleep.

The little girl is now growing her body, so she must rest well.

Unexpectedly, Tan Wanzheng slept for two days and two nights.

In the past two days and two nights, Dean Luo seemed like a qualified student, saying hello in the morning and hello in the evening, Lei Du appeared in Ye Jiaqi's ward unmoved.

He knew that Tan Wanzheng was sleeping in the inner room, but he didn't dare to disturb her.

Every day, I could only bite the bullet and squeeze into Ye Jiaqi's ward, becoming a male nurse doing odd jobs.

He is simply a little old man who is crazy about Chinese medicine.

A dignified dean did nothing but stay in the ward.

Dean Luo replaced the little apprentice who gave the acupuncture that day, and gave Ye Jiaqi the Wulei Yin-Yang acupuncture once a day using the Nine Yangs technique.

Ye Jiaqi recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next day, when Ye Junting got enough sleep and walked out of the ward, his face darkened instantly.

His eyes were full of coldness.

"Yejin, what's going on?"

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At this time, Ye Mu, who was thrown out by Grandpa Ting to go on a mission, had already returned.

Just kidding, it's such a time, how could he not come back.

Seeing Master Ting coming out of the ward, Yemu greeted him.

As soon as Master Ting opened his mouth, he volunteered and said, "Master, isn't it an enemy attack?"

"Don't worry, with us here, mosquitoes can't fly into the ward."

"The brothers of Longhumen are all in place."

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Snapped!
Master Ting slapped Ye Mu on the head: "Get out of here."

(End of this chapter)