Chapter 689: One hour is too long, 17 people are too few

Everyone at the scene looked at Su Yang, and most of them had disdain in their eyes. In their opinion, this one is completely useless.
Just now, among so many people from the Sacred Sect of Medicine, the one with the highest medical skills was selected, and it took only an hour to propose a treatment method for 13 people.
Now that Su Yang has only one person, what kind of feat can he do? It is simply impossible to surpass thirteen people.
You know, all the sects who practice medicine are all present, and all of them are skilled in medicine. Everyone can be called a genius doctor.
The elite who jumped out of so many genius doctors, the strongest among these elites, would definitely be the person with the best Chinese medical skills.
Su Yang has only one person, to compare with so many medical sects, is that still necessary?
"Gongye sect master, are we bullying him a little bit?" A sect master standing behind Gong Yexuan laughed in a low voice: "These patients have extremely rare and strange diseases. Let him be a native doctor like this. It’s a waste of time to come for treatment!"
"That's no way, this Master Su himself is famous for his medical skills. Since he can afford such a bull, he should have expected such a day!" Another person laughed.
"Hahaha, Li Kui is a ghost, you will know it after a try. Master Su, show us your ability to treat those patients in Binh Nam Province, let us open our eyes!"
"Hahaha..."
Everyone laughed and laughed constantly. These genius doctors present are really not afraid of anyone than medical skills!
At this time, the family member of a patient next to him also anxiously said: "Gongye sect master, genius doctors, can you not let him treat my father. My father's condition is a bit serious, so he will treat my father in three ways... "
When these words came out, the other people also yelled one after another, unwilling to let Su Yang help with the treatment. In their opinion, Su Yang is just a hairy boy. Whatever disease can be cured, any accident can be troublesome.
Gong Yexuan explained with a smile: "Don't worry, just let him propose a treatment. Healers' parents, we are responsible for receiving the patient, how can we let him treat indiscriminately!"
Everyone was relieved, but the look in Su Yang's eyes was still distrustful.
Su Yang was calm. He stood with his hands in his hands and whispered softly: "One hour is so long, 17 patients, too few."
"The surname is Su, at this time, you are still blowing it!" A sect master sneered: "Seventeen patients are still too few? Do you think you really are Hua Tuo's reborn?"
Su Yang ignored him, glanced across the scene, and whispered: "Why not, there are twenty-six patients here. I will cure them all within half an hour, how about?"
When these words came out, everyone suddenly clashed. Isn't this bragging too loud?
Gong Yexuan was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned: "The surname is Su, don't blow such a big cow. You first think about the seventeen patients we selected before you talk, don't talk about the twenty-six patients, use this kind of language. Is the game interesting? You get twenty-six patients with colds and fevers and they are cured. Does that make sense?"
This made the crowd even more uproarious, and they accused Su Yang of being too shameless, and even wanted to deceive people in this way.
"The twenty-six patients I mentioned include these seventeen." Su Yang said calmly.
When a word came out, everyone suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at Su Yang in shock, is this too arrogant?
Gong Yexuan looked terribly cold, and gritted his teeth: "Since you can blow it out, then I will give you a chance. Okay, come on, let me see how you can cure twenty-six patients in half an hour!"
The others were also sneering. For half an hour, twenty-six patients were equal to one patient a little over a minute.
What is the concept this minute?
Let's put it this way, in one minute, I guess you haven't even finished asking about the symptoms, let alone suggesting a treatment? Su Yang, this bull, is really too big!
However, Su Yang was calm: "If this is the case, please invite these 26 patients over."
The seventeen patients naturally stood up right away, and where are the other nine patients?
"The other nine patients, where are you going to find?" Gong Yexuan said coldly.
Su Yang pointed randomly among the crowd and found eight patients. Finally, Wu Chuanyang's grandma was also brought over, and 26 patients were collected.
Twenty-six patients were placed in front of Su Yang, and the conditions of these people were different. Some people look dyingly ill, while others are alive and well. They don't seem to be sick at all. Some looked as if they were dead, some were full of spirits, very weird.
However, these 26 people are indeed sick, and all of them have gone to the mountain to seek medical treatment. It's just that these nine people were not selected for various reasons, so they stayed below.
Now, Su Yang invited them all out, but apart from Wu Chuanyang, no one else was very grateful. Because they don't believe in Su Yang's strength!
Su Yang didn't care about the opinions of these people, he walked to the first person, Wu Chuanyang's grandma.
At this time, the people at the scene had begun to whisper, especially the genius doctors.
Look, hear, and ask, these genius doctors are very superb. In many cases, just a glance will give you a basic understanding of the patient's condition.
Seeing Wu Chuanyang's grandma, many geniuses slowly shook their heads. For this disease, let alone give them one minute, even if they are asked to study it here carefully, they may not be able to develop a treatment.
Of course, a few people frowned, obviously thinking about therapy or something.
But when everyone was silent, Su Yang made a move. His left hand shook, and three silver needles appeared in his hands at the same time, and then, with a flick of his hand, the three silver needles pierced Wu Chuanyang's head simultaneously.
"Ah!" Wu Chuanyang's grandma opened her mouth and let out a painful cry, and everyone at the scene was shocked.
Su Yang followed a step forward, stretched out his hand and tapped three times on top of her head, and then patted her forehead sharply.
She closed her mouth immediately, and Su Yang also pulled out the three silver needles, took a step back, and whispered: "Alright!"
There was an uproar at the scene, Su Yang's operation, like clouds and flowing water, looked very pleasing to the eye. But the question is, is it really cured?
Moreover, Tie Luohan was still stuck in Su Yang's palm during the whole process. In other words, Su Yang treated with one hand, is this too sloppy?
Wu Chuanyang's grandmother closed her mouth, her eyes still a little stunned, and there was no response.
At this time, other people clamored, and a man said anxiously: "Gongye Sect Master, didn't he just mention the therapy? What is he doing, he... how did he start to treat the disease? My father can't let him treat the disease. what!"
"My grandfather can't let him cure!"
"My elder brother's illness, you can't let him see it!"
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