The system takes me to fly

A few days later, because the old man announced that Xu Yi was his registered disciple, some people secretly retracted their claws, fearing that if they stretched out like this again, they would be chopped off.

As a master of Chinese medicine, Mr. Yan's personal connections should not be underestimated. If they come out in the open and make the old man unhappy, the old man can reveal that someone will come forward to solve the problem without the old man asking for help.

……

"Boy Xu, you said today that you want to show me that healing method. This is a secret method. It's not good to show it directly to others."

When I arrived at Xu Yi's home, I was invited to sit on a stone bench. Mr. Yan looked at Xu Yi with disapproval.

Even he is curious about Xu Yi's acupuncture techniques, but when you get older, you don't necessarily have to satisfy this curiosity.

"Old man, I'm not telling you that, even if you ask them to learn this technique, they may not be able to learn it!"

After Xu Yi prepared for many days, he finally perfected this method of covering up. At least he can use needles in many tricks at this time, and he can also use fancy continuous throwing methods.

"Are you so sure? You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Don't underestimate anyone."

Not wanting Xu Yi to develop a proud and complacent temperament, Mr. Yan said earnestly.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Xu Yi opened up the whole set of silver needles, first rolled up his sleeves, picked up a tiny needle, and then aimed at the Shaohai acupoint on his arm to accumulate power, and pierced the needle like a dart up.

"Boy Xu!"

Old Master Yan was shocked by Xu Yi's behavior, thinking that Xu Xiaozi was going to put on a blood-stained demeanor.

"It's okay, look, old man."

Xu Yi stretched out her arm in front of the old man, and there was no blood on her arm.

"This……"

Visual inspection of the penetration of the silver needle into the arm shows that it is just right, no more and no less, one point too much is too deep, one point too little is too shallow.Mr. Yan couldn't help stroking his long beard and sighed, this kid has really well-developed limbs.

"That's too bold, you boy."

I'm afraid no one would have thought to death that Xu Yi's method of treating patients was so innovative, and it was really different from traditional methods.

"So old man, I'm not afraid of someone coming to investigate now, even if they find out, it's useless."

Xu Yi is very confident about his needle-throwing hand.

He believed that even if he published this method, even if someone wanted to practice with him, it would be impossible.

After all, they don't have a silver needle suit, so if they want to use this move, it will be a hellish level of difficulty. It may not be possible even if they practice for ten years. Even if they succeed, the silver needles used by those people do not have an automatic correction function.

"It's a shame I'm so worried about you. It seems like I interrupted your good work by going to the hospital that day."

As an old doctor who keeps up with the trend, Mr. Yan also knows the word slapping as a matter of course, and by the way, he also knows that a stubborn old Chinese doctor like him is often slapped in the face.

"Nothing, even if I use it at that time, I'm afraid no one will believe it."

Xu Yi knew that she was just an ordinary commoner.There is no background, so even if he made this method public, some people would suspect that he was grandstanding and whimsical.

“What an unexpected treatment.”

The old man shook his head and laughed. He did not expect that Xu Xiaozi would use such acupuncture to treat patients. It was simply unbelievable.

It takes a long time to learn Chinese medicine before becoming a famous doctor, so generally the famous doctors are old doctors over 60 years old, but they are older and their thinking is more rigid.They don't have unconstrained thinking like young people, and they don't have the power to act on whatever they think of.

Xu Yi's acupuncture method is simply absurd in the eyes of some stubborn Chinese medicine doctors.

"Old man, I actually read a medical book mentioning this, so I came up with this method."

Xu Yi turned around and went back to the room, opened the book with the idea of ​​throwing the needle and showed it to the old man.

"This book……"

Taking the book and opening it, Mr. Yan turned to the page, looked at it carefully, and nodded while stroking his long beard.

Then he closed the book and read the author's name, then raised his head and looked at him with a look that Xu Yi couldn't understand.

"Old man, why are you looking at me like that?"

Feeling that the old man's eyes were very strange, Xu Yi couldn't help but look around, then looked up at the old man and asked.

"Xu boy..."

Elder Yan stroked his long beard, subconsciously, his hands were a little heavy, and he could not help but hiss.

"The author of this book has other books besides this one."

"what?"

Xu Yi was at a loss, what does Mr. Yan mean? Isn't it normal to have other books?

"Forty years ago, there was a crazy doctor who studied medicine. He suddenly printed a lot of books, which were full of weird ideas."

Mr. Yan said slowly.

"What?!"

Xu Yi was dumbfounded.

"After that crazy doctor put forward many ideas and conjectures, his family sent him to a mental hospital because of his mental disorder. He is probably dead now."

"..."

Xu Yi didn't want to talk.

I just want to look at the sky and let the sun shine through my mind.

"Old Yan, the truth of this world is too cruel."

It turns out that mentally ill patients have broad ideas and mentally retarded children have a lot of fun.

Xu Yi felt that he was that mentally handicapped.

Afterwards, Xu Yi secretly searched for the author's name.

Xie Butong, male, was once a doctor. He went crazy because he studied medical books in seclusion like the ancients.

He is the author of "Sixth Method of Silver Needle", "Nineteen Styles of Decoction", "Twelve Pictures of Nails", and "Three Cares for Hair".

Silently closing the webpage, Xu Yi suddenly wanted to drag 1388 out to beat him up.

Don't ask him why, he just wants to fight.

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"boom!"

From the closed door, there was another sound of smashing.

"How many times has the boss smashed this?"

The bodyguard No. [-] on the left side of the door spoke to the bodyguard No. [-] on the right side of the door knowingly.

"Eight times."

Cool Bodyguard No. [-] is very cold and cool, and wears sunglasses in the room.

"Hey, tell me, if we continue like this, will Boss Gou be able to pay our wages?"

"can."

Talking about salary, number two is also cool.

Number one thought melancholy, it seems that he and number two are going to change jobs again.

"Since Secretary A went in and reported the situation to the boss, saying that the young doctor was being protected by a big boss, the boss had to call back all the people who had been sent out before."

"Now the project with the Shen Group has been scrapped, and the boss is smashing it every day, one million dollars at a time. My heart hurts."

No. [-] was talking nonchalantly about the boss, and he was not afraid of being discovered by the boss, so he just talked to No. [-] at the door.

"To shut up!"

The boss came out of the office and saw No. [-] chattering there again, and yelled at him angrily.

"Go and find Secretary A. I have something to tell him."

Boss Gou wouldn't have come out if he hadn't smashed his cell phone. His father also said that these two bodyguards are aces. In his opinion, they are the bastards. One is too long-winded and the other is too cold.

"Yes."

Number Two's succinct answer.