Chapter 735: : Do you want to even fight me?

To Lu Mingliang's politeness, Yang Xiao didn't even look at him. He just picked up a silver needle, flicked his fingers, tried his flexibility, and pierced Minmu's heart.
"Should I take off my clothes when applying needles?"
Xiao Meng, who had brought the silver needle, saw that Yang Xiao didn't care, picked up a needle and stuck it on Min's mother, and couldn't help but softly ask the old Chinese doctor.
The old Chinese doctor didn't hear it, he just stared at Yang Xiao with wide eyes, piercing and pulling out the needle quickly, just like embroidering, dazzling and invisible.
He is also considered a master of acupuncture. During his decades of medical experience, he has participated in such meetings every year to discuss traditional Chinese medicine. He has experienced acupuncture methods.
But he had never seen it-no, he hadn't even heard of it. There was such a needle technique.
The person who gave the needle, the silver needle, did not have the slightest spark of firework at this moment.
Not only was he attracted by Yang Xiao's acupuncture methods, but also others.
Looking at Yang Xiao, whose movements were like running clouds and flowing water, the old Chinese doctor suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, and he couldn't help but cried out: "Mercury is falling!"
The original meaning is that the metaphor is very smooth and complete in one go.
But here, it is a needle method that has long been lost.
The old Chinese doctor can think of this set of acupuncture because he has read the sentence describing this kind of acupuncture in an ancient book, saying that when the person applying the acupuncture needle moves the needle, the action is like mercury dripping in one go, without a trace. Of stagnation.
But this kind of acupuncture requires very high requirements for the person applying the needle. The first thing is to control the wrist strength of the silver needle.
Silver needles are soft. People who don't know how to use needles will only pierce the skin and bend the silver needles.
As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, there is almost no one who can't administer needles.
But by no means anyone can puncture dozens of acupuncture points one after another on the patient's acupuncture points in such a short period of time.
Not only the movement cannot be stopped, but the silver needle is not bent at all.
It was as if Yang Xiao was not stabbing Minmu, but a piece of tofu.
It is precisely because of the high requirements of this set of needles that it is gradually lost.
"Hey, you quack doctor, can you actually recognize this as mercury?"
Yang Xiao was also a little surprised. When he raised his head to look at the old Chinese doctor, the action of the silver needle pricking the acupuncture point in his hand did not stop in the slightest.
"Blind needle, blind needle!"
The old Chinese doctor was not only angry that Yang Xiao was not scolded as a quack doctor, but almost crazy worship appeared on his face, and he kept mumbling.
Li Nanfang was also shocked, and said in his heart: "Fuck, all signs indicate that Lao Tzu, this cheap niece, should be a master of Chinese medicine. In that case, am I not getting rich?"
Everyone's eyes were staring, except for the murmur of the old Chinese doctor, everyone else closed their mouths, for fear that they could affect Yang Xiao's mercury-like needle movement.
When there was a buzzing sound, Yang Xiao raised his right hand, and the silver needle pinched by his fingers, the tip of the needle trembled rapidly, as if it had been overcharged.
With a twist of his fingers, the silver needle stopped shaking.
Yang Xiao casually threw the needle on the needle belt on the chair next to him, spreading his five fingers on his left hand, and slowly pressing it against Min's mother's heart. When the light blue veins on the back of his hand suddenly collapsed, he suddenly pressed hard.
"what!"
Min's mother, who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed, suddenly yelled, turned to sit up and opened her eyes.
Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up and said to Li Nanfang who was in a daze: "Uncle, I have cured her. But because the quack doctor misunderstood her, she has to recuperate meticulously for half a year, and just drink some herbs that clear blood and blood every day. ."
"This, is this all right?"
Li Nanfang was full of unbelief.
When Yang Xiao nodded, he saw the old TCM doctor who had lost his life and couldn't control his excitement anymore. He ran over and grabbed Min's mother's wrist regardless of his pulse and gave her a pulse on the spot.
It seems that the prestige of the old Chinese doctor in the central hospital is not low. When he was checking the pulse of Min's mother, even Lu Mingliang didn't dare to speak out, but he was determined to watch his face change.
During this time, Professor Cheng, who didn't know what he was thinking, sneered silently, opened his mouth just to say something, but closed it again.
It's not that he dared not disturb the old Chinese doctor's pulse diagnosis, but that he dared not disturb the current deadly silence.
Min's mother is the same.
Let the old Chinese doctor hold her right hand, looking at him with a fluctuating expression, afraid to speak.
The changes in the face of the old Chinese doctor are extremely wonderful.
First there was doubt, then surprise, and finally surprise.
After he slowly opened his eyes and released Min's mother's wrist, Lu Mingliang dared to ask in a dumb voice, "Lao Peng, how is the patient's condition?"
"All right."
Lao Peng grinned a few times before looking at Yang Xiao: "Although the pulse is light, it is steady and strong. The most important thing is that the lingering feeling that used to occur every few seconds is gone."
Yang Xiao smiled triumphantly: "Of course it's gone. I have used a silver needle to correct her congenital malformed blood vessel."
"I, I'm all right?"
It was as if she had been a nightmare mother Min, and asked in a murmur.
Yang Xiao looked a pity: "If you listened to me just now, don't take the black-hearted quack medicine pills, you don't need to rest for half a year. Alas, is that your daughter? Seeing that she is okay, her personality is also very kind, that's too Stupid."
Min Rou arrived at a young age and had never been scolded for being stupid in person.
But at this time, as long as Yang Xiao really got rid of her mother's disease, she would no longer have to worry about having a heart attack at any time. Hugh said that she was calling her too stupid. Even if calling her worse, she would be grateful to others.
"Don't say thank you to me. If you want to, thank my uncle. Hmph, if it wasn't for my uncle who insisted on saving people, I wouldn't pay attention."
Before Min Ju came to thank him, Yang Xiao snorted and looked away.
The little girl was full of anger, but she didn't have any pretentiousness. It was a purely natural performance.
Thinking of that would have spurned people away, but now she is shy and thankful, Min Rou's face blushed so quickly, she glanced at Li Nanfang quickly, and the mosquito said thank you like a mosquito.
Of course Li Nanfang couldn't bear to feel embarrassed by Xiao Rou'er. When he was about to say no thanks, a discordant voice sounded: "Huh, I really thought the patient woke up. She said it was all right, it's all right?"
The person who said this is of course Professor Cheng, who deserves to be the most contradictory today.
He didn't believe it. After a lunatic woman stabbed Min's body with a needle, her malformed blood vessels became normal.
He had seen the film in Min Mu's case and clearly saw the location of the deformed blood vessel, even the most skilled surgeon in the world would not dare to touch it.
Although he is from Huaxia, he does not believe that Chinese medicine can be so magical.
Otherwise, why did he have to travel across the oceans and learn the skills of Western medicine so as to make a fortune, and finally he was favored by Deputy Dean Duan, thus earning both fame and fortune?
Lu Mingliang asked coldly, "Professor Cheng, what do you mean?"
"Of course you can only draw the final conclusion after you have filmed and watched it. Dean Lu, as a medical staff, you don’t even understand such a simple truth, do you? From this point of view, you can be the dean, purely It's a coincidence."
When Professor Cheng said these words, although the tone was yin and yang, there was some truth in it.
Lu Mingliang had no reason to argue with others, and immediately arranged for someone to film Minmu nearby.
This incident is definitely the top priority of the Central Hospital at present, and the units do not cooperate fully when they are stupid.
Soon, the film was back.
Lu Mingliang took it, just glanced at it and laughed, turned around and held the film high, and said to Professor Cheng, "Professor Cheng, as a famous surgical expert in Beijing, you should be able to understand this film, right?"
Professor Cheng's face turned black all at once.
No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, he must admit the fact that the deformed blood vessel in Min's mother's body was restored to normal.
"Huh, the blind cat ran into a dead mouse. Maybe, is this someone else's film?"
"It's not someone else's, this is my mother's!"
Min Rou, who had already sent her mother back to the ward, said loudly.
"Humph."
Professor Cheng didn't bother to argue with Min Rou. He turned to Deputy Dean Duan and said, "Dean Duan, it's been a long time since lunch. Let's find a place to eat first?"
"Good. I'll talk about it after eating."
Deputy Dean Duan was looking for a reason to leave here. He nodded when he heard the words and said a little. When he turned to leave, he heard someone say, "Wait."
She looked back and saw the young man holding Yang Xiao walking over.
Proud eyebrows were raised immediately and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"Li Nanfang."
When talking to people who are not pleasing to the eye, Li Nanfang never talks about Muzili when he has to introduce himself.
"Li Nanfang? I don't know you."
"It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. The important thing is that you have all said that if Minmu takes your new medicine, you will be responsible for any accidents."
Li Nanfang spoke, walked up to Professor Cheng and asked with a smile: "Professor Cheng, do you remember what you said?"
"Remember, so what?"
Professor Cheng was not afraid of Li Nanfang, just as he had completely forgotten, Yang Xiao said that when Min Mu was cured, Li Nanfang would make him slap him.
Snapped!
With practical actions, Li Nanfang answered the rhetorical question of Professor Cheng's tough attitude.
After a slap in the face, Professor Cheng turned into a spinning top, spinning around in place.
Spit something out while turning.
He threw up his teeth.
When Yang Xiao invited his little uncle to draw the mouth of Cheng's quack doctor, it would be best to knock off his mouth full of teeth.
He promised.
So of course the promise must be fulfilled.
With all eyes in full view, before Professor Cheng's rapidly turning figure stood firm, Li Nanfang slapped again.
Immediately, he became a spinning top again.
But it was reversed.
Still turning around, spitting things out.
Beating someone in the mouth, regardless of the simplicity of the action, is actually a skill.
Ordinary people, if you just want to fill a person's mouth with no one left, but will not cause damage to other parts, it is really impossible to do it without smoking a person's mouth for 30 to 50 years.
Li Nanfang did it easily.
When Professor Cheng finally stopped spinning and squatted on the chair next to him with a puff, his mouth full of teeth was already on the ground.
His eyes turned white, his black mouth opened wide, and his head turned counterclockwise at a constant speed.
It seems that there is no time for ten minutes, so he shouldn't want to wake up from the awkward state.
It was not only Professor Cheng who was confused, but everyone except Yang Xiao.
They all looked at him stupidly, stepped on the teeth, and walked to the deputy dean Duan.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Deputy Dean Duan retreated subconsciously, but backed to the wall of the corridor.
Li Nanfang said lightly: "You also said that you are responsible for the patient."
"You, do you want to fight me too!?"
Deputy Dean Duan finally became sober, his towering chest slammed, and he asked in a shrill voice.
"I didn't want to, it was a real fight."
Li Nanfang curled his mouth, raised his hand with a heavy slap, and then he drew it on Deputy Dean Duan's cheeky face.
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