The strongest NPC in the online game Naruto

"Hahaha..." Jiang Jishi laughed angrily when he heard the words, "It's really shameless. If it's true that you can know Mr. Sima's illness without checking his pulse, then I will cut off my hands."

Hou Ping looked at Jiang Jishi, stretched out his hand and shook his index finger, and said with a smile, "I don't want your hands either, as long as you see me in the future, bow respectfully and call me teacher, how about it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jishi raised his beard, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves, "No problem."

Hou Ping smiled, "It's a deal."

Hou Ping stepped forward and came in front of the old man. Seeing the old man looking at him with a smile on his face, Hou Ping could tell that he meant to tell Hou Ping not to worry, but to speak boldly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the meridians from the Zhongfu point on his left chest to the shoulder Jie point on the left shoulder are intermittent and shrinking. Secondly, the Huantiao point, Fengshi point, Yangling point, etc. on his legs , all the way to the Dazhong point on the ankle, etc., are intermittent, blocked, and atrophied."

"Not only that, these meridians will also become more acute over time, the congestion will also deepen, and the atrophied meridians will also accumulate in internal organs."

Hou Ping talked eloquently, with a confident look, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Jishi who was at the side.

After Hou Ping didn't say a word, Jiang Jishi's face turned ugly. After Hou Ping finished speaking, Jiang Jishi couldn't help but took two steps back, with a look of shock on his face, he pointed at Hou Ping in disbelief, and pointed at Hou Ping with a finger. Trembling, "Impossible... This is impossible!"

"Who in the world can see the disease of viscera and meridians without cutting the pulse?" Jiang Jishi shook his head, "This is absolutely impossible!"

Hou Ping smiled lightly, looked sideways at Jiang Jishi, "Master Jiang, there are so many things you haven't seen, don't they exist?"

Jiang Jishi's eyes flickered when he heard the words.

Hou Ping continued, "If you don't see it, it doesn't mean he doesn't exist. Do you know why your medical skills stop here?"

Before Jiang Jishi could speak, Hou Ping said first, "That's because you are blindly arrogant, thinking that your artistic level has reached the peak and no one can surpass you."

"Hehe!" Hou Ping sneered, and continued to attack, "Do you know what it means that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people?"

Jiang Jishi sat down on the chair, his eyes were empty, his lips moved, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

When Sima Jiannan saw Hou Ping like this, a gleam of joy flashed across his face, and he hurriedly asked Hou Ping, "Brother Hou, so you can cure my grandfather's illness?"

Whether it was Jiang Jishi, Sima Jianchen, or the old man in the wheelchair, all their eyes fell on Hou Ping.

"It's easy to see the disease, but it's not that simple to treat it." Hou Ping didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he had to be humble.

Unexpectedly, when Sima Jianchen on the side heard it, he immediately snorted and snorted, "I thought it was amazing, but it turned out to be just a lip service." He pointed to Jiang Jishi and said, "Although genius doctor Jiang You need to feel the pulse to know the disease, but he can treat it, even if it takes ten years, it is enough to show his superb medical skills."

"And you, hehe." Sima Jianchen shook his head, "Give you ten years, can you cure it?"

Hou Ping shook his head.

"Brother Hou!"

"benefactor!"

Seeing Hou Ping shaking his head, Sima Jiannan and Liu Tao shouted in surprise.

Sima Jiannan was surprised because Hou Ping saw the symptoms at a glance, but he couldn't treat his disease. There was a hint of disappointment in his surprise, but Liu Tao was simply worried and couldn't believe it for Hou Ping.

"Hahaha..." Sima Jianchen let out a long laugh, turned around and bent over beside the old man, and said, "Grandpa, you saw it too, he was just bluffing, although he told you about your injuries, it doesn't necessarily Nobody told him that."

After finishing speaking, Sima Jianchen looked at Sima Jiannan, his meaning was very obvious.

The old man still had a smile on his face, calm in every way, sitting firmly on Mount Tai, and looked at Hou Ping.

"Who says I can't cure it?" Hou Ping asked Sima Jianchen curiously.

Sima Jianchen's eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked at Hou Ping cautiously, and his eyes rolled slightly, "Then you just..."

"Oh, you said I shook my head." Hou Ping lightly brushed off his sleeves, and said casually, "I mean, it won't take as long as ten years."

Originally, Hou Ping shook his head, but Jiang Jishi's face had regained a trace of confidence and spirit. Although he was slightly inferior in dialectics, dialectics is the first step in medical skills, and the most important thing is healing.

See, but following Hou Ping's words, his face suddenly turned dead gray.

"Brother Hou, you can really cure my grandfather!" Sima Jiannan grabbed Hou Ping's hand, the joy on his face was indescribable, and there was even a faint light in his eyes.

Hou Ping nodded, and came to the old man, "Old man, it's up to you to see if you let the younger generation take care of you."

Before the old man could answer, Sima Jianchen at the side hastily stopped him, "No..."

The moment he blurted out, Sima Jianchen regretted it. The important thing now is not to see who is looking for a person with high medical skills and earn a fortune or something, but to treat the ancestors. If he is so obstructive, I am afraid it will make people suspicious.

Sure enough, Sima Jiannan turned cold, "Brother, what do you mean? Don't you want grandpa to recover?"

"I...I...I didn't mean that!" Sima Jianchen choked for a while, but when he saw Hou Ping's youthful appearance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up straight again, "This Mr. Hou is too young, I'm afraid I'm still inexperienced, so how can I easily see a doctor for grandpa."

Everyone present could see that Sima Jianchen was making unreasonable words.

"I don't know, what do you mean..." Hou Ping asked with a smile on his lips.

"You...you..." Sima Jianchen said "you" for a long time, but didn't say anything. Almost everyone looked at him, and he looked at the old man in the wheelchair.

At this moment, he still had a smile on his face, and that smile never fluctuated, just like when he just came out.

The more the old man was like this, the more uncertain Sima Jianchen felt, and panicked in his heart.

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Hou Ping took a step forward, staring into Sima Jianchen's eyes, his voice soft but full of sharpness.

Looking into Hou Ping's eyes, Sima Jianchen didn't know why, but suddenly felt a sense of oppression, which he had never felt before. His mind was in chaos, and he subconsciously blurted out, "You... don't have a license to practice medicine!"

As Sima Jianchen's words fell, there was a burst of laughter, and the young woman also covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"All right!"