The system takes me to pull hatred

There was a sensation in the audience.

There were two words hidden in the eyes of everyone looking at Ling Chen.

Awesome! ! !
"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and generations of talented people come out!" Ning Taiping sighed, looked at Ning Ci, and sighed: "Ning Ci, you lost this competition."

"Grandpa, I have also diagnosed the result, so I am not considered a loser." Ning Ci gritted his teeth and said unconvinced.

Ning Taiping shook his head: "Ning Ci, you have to lose to be a human being. This little friend's diagnosis is not only correct, but also more comprehensive than yours. You should know this."

Ning Ci's face was very ugly.

From the beginning, he hadn't thought about a comprehensive diagnosis.

When taking the pulse, he only analyzed the existing faults of the person being diagnosed, and did not analyze other faults, making him one step behind Ling Chen.

But if it is because of this that the winner or loser of the competition is decided, he is really not convinced.

At this time, Ling Chen suddenly spoke.

"Old Ning, this competition was not governed by rules before. In other words, this competition did not say that the person who diagnosed and treated the most diseases was the winner, so the competition is not over yet, and I am not the winner."

Hearing the words, Ning Taiping had mixed feelings.

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye would know that Ling Chen is better than Ning Ci.

Firstly, Ling Chen diagnosed more illnesses than Ningci, and secondly, he diagnosed them by "looking", which was more difficult than Ningci's "cutting".

Ling Chen's so-called competition did not judge winners and losers by the number of diagnosed diseases, it was completely done to give Ning face, deliberately.

Wei Tianjiao also nodded secretly, deeply admiring Ling Chen's generous words.

As expected of a teacher, his noble character can be said to be unique in the world.

"You're right. This competition doesn't mean whoever diagnoses the most diseases wins. If it had been stated at the beginning, I would have been able to diagnose all the patients' diseases." Ning Ci nodded, rather Cheeky Road.

Ning Taiping wanted to dig a hole to get in.

My grandson is good at everything, but his self-esteem is too strong and he doesn't admit defeat.

The people around looked at each other and wanted to say something, but because of Ning Taiping's face, they still didn't speak.

As a new diagnosed person came up, the competition continued.

"The waist and knees are sore and weak, the legs are weak, upset and irritable, and the hearing loss and memory loss." As soon as this person appeared on the stage, Ling Chen made a sound.

The person who was diagnosed was dumbfounded.

He had just walked in front of Ling Chen and Ning Ci from the periphery of the crowd, before he could sit still, Ling Chen spoke out about his illness, and it was correct.
Incredible! ! !

"Sex is too frequent, lack of exercise, I'll prescribe a medicine for you, go home and suffer, just take it for a week." Ling Chen wrote down the prescription on a piece of paper and handed it to the person being diagnosed.

Ning Ci's face next to him was blue and white.

Before he could make a move, the diagnosed person was solved by Ling Chen's one-shot diagnosis?
What a joke!
Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand and let another person to be diagnosed come to him for diagnosis.

Unexpectedly, when an adult woman just appeared, Ling Chen cut off her beard on the spot: "Skin deterioration, short temper, excessive body hair, gray hair and premature aging."

"How do you know?" The adult woman was stunned.

She had just gone to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor prescribed medicine for her. When she passed by the Xihong City Medical and Health Organization, she happened to meet Ling Chen and Ning Ci who were having a competition, so she wanted to test the medical skills of these two young people.

I didn't expect this young man named Ling Chen to be so powerful in medicine, he revealed his illness at a glance, without even doing a detailed investigation, it was like a prophet.

"Irregular work and rest, often staying up late, irregular diet, and endocrine disorders caused by lack of exercise." Ling Chen said while writing down the prescription on a piece of paper, and handed it to the adult woman.

"I guess you have already seen a doctor. My prescription is aimed at prevention and health care. You can grab some medicine and go back and try it."

"Thank you!" The adult woman said gratefully after receiving the prescription.

Ling Chen smiled slightly, and waved his hand, expressing his inadequacy.

Afterwards, I saw him diagnose several patients who came forward, and the results were all extremely accurate, which stunned the audience.

From the time the patient stepped forward to the diagnosis, the whole process took less than half a minute.

This level of medical skill can be described as shocking.

The people who were diagnosed were all shocked, and they all boasted about Ling Chen, and they almost kowtowed to him.

As for Ning Ci, he had long been left alone and no one cared about him.

Ning Taiping, who witnessed this scene, sighed, patted Ning Ci on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Ning Ci, you still lost."

"I" Ning Ci opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to refute.

"It is undeniable that your medical skills are indeed very good, but there are people out there, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Compared with this little friend, you are still much worse. This is an indisputable fact." Ning Taiping sighed.

Ning Ci didn't speak because he couldn't argue with this sentence.

But he can't just admit defeat like this. Although Chinese medicine is based on "seeing, hearing, asking and feeling", the most important thing is "acupuncture". When it comes to acupuncture, he won't lose to anyone.

Thinking of this, Ning Ci looked at Ling Chen, and said in a deep voice: "You won the first round of basic skills competition, now we are going to the second round of acupuncture competition, do you dare to continue?"

Hearing this, Wei Tianjiao beside him couldn't help being a little amused.

From the very beginning, there was no so-called first and second rounds in this competition. It was obvious that Ning Ci was not convinced and did not want to lose to Ling Chen, so he intentionally added a competition.

What a guy who can't afford to lose!
Ning Taiping was also a little embarrassed, and felt that what Ning Ci said was too embarrassing.

Only when a person dares to admit his failure can he be considered a real success, but unfortunately, Neji did not do this.

Under the gazes of everyone, Ling Chen shrugged, shook his head and smiled.

"If you lose the basic skills competition, you will have no chance for acupuncture!"

Ling Chen's words echoed in everyone's ears for a long time.

Madness!

This is their first impression after listening to it!

However, in this arrogance, they heard a kind of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence that is still stable before Mount Tai.

Wei Tianjiao nodded, raised her eyebrows and smiled, even if everyone in the audience didn't believe Ling Chen's words, she still believed them.

No one present was more familiar with Ling Chen's terrifying energy than she was.

Ning Taiping sighed secretly, he didn't feel that Ling Chen's words were arrogant, on the contrary, he felt that what Ling Chen said was extremely correct.

After the previous scenes, he truly believed in Ling Chen's Nine Spirits and Twelve Thorns.

Similarly, when Ning Ci lost the basic skill competition, it was too difficult for Ning Ci to win the acupuncture competition in front of Ling Chen who was pregnant with Jiu Ling Twelve Needles.

Ning Ci's face was livid, his fists were tightly clenched, and he felt that Ling Chen was humiliating him all the time.

"Okay, then let's see who is more powerful!"

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his heart and waved to the crowd.

Suddenly, a fat man came out.

"Doctor Ning, I have cervical spondylosis, I wonder if it can be cured with acupuncture?"

"Yes!" Ning Ci cherished words like gold, and took out the silver needle box he carried with him.

After taking out a few silver needles for disinfection, he slapped the table with one hand, and two silver needles flew up and landed between his fingers.

"Take off your shirt."

Looking at the slender silver needle in Ning Ci's hand, the fat man asked in panic: "Doctor Ning, this silver needle is so long, will it cause heavy bleeding or pain when inserted into the body?"

"Only Chinese medicine practitioners who are unskilled in performing acupuncture will cause the patient to bleed profusely or cause severe pain. You can rest assured here." Ning Ci shook his head and comforted him.

Hearing what Ning Ci said, the fat man relaxed, and quickly unbuttoned his clothes.

As the grandson of Ning Taiping, Ning Ci has been studying medicine since he was a child, and he is naturally proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion.

"Don't move around when I'm giving the needle." Ning Ci reminded while scanning the acupuncture points on the fat man's upper body.

The fat man nodded like a chicken pecking rice, not daring to move his body at all.

Ning Ci fixed his eyes, took a deep breath, pinched the handle of the needle with the thumb of his right hand, pressed the end of the index finger on the tail of the needle, twirled with the thumb and middle finger, pressed the index finger, and separated the index and middle fingers of the left hand by 1~2 cm , pressed next to the acupuncture point of the fat man, holding the needle in the right hand and inserting it vertically between the index and middle fingers of the left hand, and inserting the needle while twisting.

One up and two down, flat thrust forward!

The silver needle penetrated into the body, and the chubby boy couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

He found that no matter how much Ning Ci twisted the silver needle on his body, he didn't seem to feel any pain. Instead of any pain, a comfortable coolness flooded his body.

As expected of the grandson of Ning Taiping, the art of acupuncture and moxibustion lives up to its reputation.

Watching Ning Ci perform acupuncture, Ling Chen couldn't help being a little surprised: "Yin Yang acupuncture?"

Those who are good at using acupuncture can guide yang from yin and yin from yang, treat the left with the right, and treat the right with the left.

Acupuncture in yin and yang surgery takes Yangming alone, not only for acupuncture, but also for acupuncture and medicine.

This yin and yang needle was known as the existence side by side with the astrology needle in the era when Chinese medicine dominated the world.

It includes acupuncture at Qihu, electroacupuncture at Gongsun, acupuncture at Zusanli, bloodletting at Shangyang point, etc., which can treat all kinds of diseases.

Looking at Ning Ci, at this time, he was using acupuncture to prick Qihu, the speed of the needle was appropriate, the pushing technique was appropriate, and he could not find any faults at all.

"No wonder you dare to compare acupuncture with me, it's a bit standard." Ling Chen pinched his chin and nodded secretly.

If he guessed correctly, Ning Taiping must have taught Ning Ci the yin and yang needle.

No wonder Ning Taiping can become a giant in medicine, as famous as Wei Yixue, it has to be said that he has a bit of gold.

The effect of Yin Yang acupuncture is very subtle, but it takes a little longer.

It passed very slowly. During this period, all the people in the audience stared intently at Ning Ci's Yin-Yang acupuncture, and exclaimed from time to time to express their shock.

As the quintessence of Chinese culture, acupuncture and moxibustion are no less popular than martial arts. Every Chinese respects and admires the intangible culture that contains the essence of Chinese culture.

Another 5 minutes passed, and with Ning Ci taking back the silver needle, the treatment ended.

"Put on your clothes, eat less spicy food these days, and take the medicine I prescribed for half a month, and the cervical spondylosis can be completely cured." Ning Ci picked up a pen, wrote a prescription, and handed it to the fat man.

"You can try to twist the cervical spine now and see how it goes."

The fat man took the prescription, twisted it slowly, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "The pain is much less, it's amazing!"

"Stand up and give it a try. You don't have to be so cautious." Ning Ci gestured and reminded.

The fat man nodded, got up immediately, and turned left and right.

The more he twisted, the more shock he had on his face.

"It's amazing. In the past, when I twisted my cervical spine slightly, cold sweat would flow from my forehead due to pain, but after Dr. Ning's acupuncture treatment, the pain has been reduced by more than half, or even almost disappeared. It is incredible!"

The fat man's words fell, causing everyone around to look at Ning Ci with admiration.

They could see the joy on the fat man's face. Obviously, his cervical spondylosis was really cured.

Ning Taiping, who witnessed this scene, nodded. Even though Ning Ci's character was impetuous, when it came to his mastery of acupuncture, he had to praise him.

A trace of complacency flashed across Ning Ci's face, he looked at Ling Chen with a slightly arrogant tone.

"Now, it's time for you to practice acupuncture."