The Almighty Wife explodes

Meng Yao snorted twice.

This group of people wanted to steal from her teacher, and wanted to learn her techniques. If they knew how to do it, they could use it as one of their own methods.

But is my method so easy to learn?
Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Zhenyi asked with a smile, "Miss Meng will definitely not refuse."

Meng Yao glanced at him, her expression as usual, "Okay, that's it."

The promise was a little too happy, which made everyone stunned for a while.

Zhao Zhenyi was also very surprised.

Why did she agree so quickly? Is there a ghost in it?

He had wild thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he let the patient lie on the big table in the conference room, then he gave Meng Yao a look, and said: It's your turn.

Meng Yao sneered twice and told the man to close his eyes.

She felt his pulse.

Finding that his condition was similar to that of Zhang San, after pondering for a while, she turned to look at Old Shen.

This time, without her speaking, Elder Shen already knew what she meant.

"Yes, I have a silver needle." After speaking, he put his silver needle in front of her.

Knowing that she didn't have silver needles, Mr. Shen brought them specially this time.

When everyone saw this scene, they all smiled sarcastically.What kind of good Chinese medicine is a Chinese medicine that does not even have silver needles.

Meng Yao turned a deaf ear to their sneers, and nodded at Old Shen, "Thank you."

"What else can we say thank you for?"

Old Shen seemed very indifferent.

After Meng Yao finished her kung fu, she used the silver needle and pierced the man's eyes.

Everyone's eyes widened, not letting go of her every move.

But looking at her behavior, they felt that they could do it too, but they also had an indescribable feeling that her acupuncture behavior seemed to be slightly different from everyone else's.

Just kidding, this acupuncture technique was given to her by her master.

It looks similar to other people's methods of administering acupuncture, but there are particular details in it.

These people don't understand at all.

It was precisely because of this consideration that she agreed to give the needle in front of this group of people.

Meng Yao is confident.

Half an hour later, the girl's clear voice rang in everyone's ears, "Okay, don't eat spicy food during this time, and don't rub your eyes too hard. Of course, this is just the first injection, and there are more injections to come." Second stitch and third stitch."

Zhang San's condition is more serious, so Zhang San received four injections in total.

This person only needs three needles.

The man looked at Meng Yao anxiously, "Then, then how can I find you in the future."

Meng Yao chuckled twice, looked at him, and glanced at Zhao Zhenyi, "Aren't you Mr. Zhao's man? Why do you want to find me yourself? You can just let Mr. Zhao come to me gone."

"No, no, I'm not." The man wanted to explain.

Meng Yao raised her hand to interrupt, "You don't look similar to Mr. Zhao Su Ri'an, but just now your handkerchief was exposed, and there was a name written on it, and the surname in front was Zhao, so it should be yours." Handkerchief, you have the same surname as Mr. Zhao, and he was the one who found it, you tell me that the two of you have nothing to do, are you lying to a fool?"

Even if you tell a fool, a fool will not believe it.

The man didn't explain, and Zhao Zhenyi's expression on the side was also a little ugly.

He didn't expect that Meng Yao was really so powerful.

However, he had already memorized the places where Meng Yao applied the needles.