inherit quadrillion

Chapter 256
"Ah, let go!"

Jin Yichen's wrist was firmly grasped by Zhang Feng, as if being clamped by iron tongs.

That feeling made him feel that his wrist was about to be crushed, and a cold sweat flowed down his forehead uncontrollably.

Zhang Feng squinted his eyes, staring at Jin Yichen like a wolf.

"Be honest, or you will be the one who suffers."

"With your three-legged cat's kung fu, don't think that you are very good, understand?"

Zhang Feng said lightly.

After he finished speaking, he let go of his palm. Jin Yichen didn't know what to say for a while, being overwhelmed by Zhang Feng, he could only take a deep breath and grit his teeth, "Let's wait and see."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Wen Tianxiang, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Wen, let me treat you first. You also know where I come from, so I think you should know in your heart who is better at my medical skills than any of them." Be more reliable."

Jin Yichen's words were a little crazy.

But Zhang Feng also heard something from his words, knowing that Jin Yichen definitely has some background and was taught by a famous teacher, otherwise he would not be so confident.

Wen Tianxiang and Wen Xueer, after hearing Jin Yichen's words, just thought about it for a while, and Wen Tianxiang nodded lightly: "Okay, please... first, first... treat me first... let's go."

For a simple sentence, he stumbled and stumbled several times before he could say it.

It can be seen how serious his condition is now.

Jin Yichen didn't talk too much!

She directly hooked Wen Tianxiang's wrist, began to feel his pulse, and then began to observe his face.

The entire inspection process lasted seven to eight minutes before Jin Yichen stopped.

"Doctor Jin, how is my grandfather's illness? How sure are you that he can be cured?"

After he finished the inspection, Wen Xue'er, who stood beside her quietly like a jasmine flower, asked in a timely manner.

However, facing Wen Xueer's question, Jin Yichen frowned tightly.

Wen Xueer's heart sank.

Jin Yichen said: "Hey, Elder Wen's condition is much more serious than I thought. If he wants to be cured...Although I am fully sure, it will take a long-term treatment. The short-term effect will not be very obvious."

This time, he stopped boasting, but spoke in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Since you can't do it, then let the old man go out."

"Let me give you acupuncture, three needles will be effective, and your facial paralysis will return to [-]% to [-]% of its normal state within half an hour."

Just as Jin Yichen finished speaking, Liu Wenqing suddenly stood up and said.

His words, like thunder in the clear sky, shocked Wen Tianxiang, Wen Xueer, and Jin Yichen.

Three needles work?

Within half an hour, [-]% to [-]% recovery?

When the three of them heard this, they all showed shock and doubt on their faces.

Apparently they didn't really believe Liu Wenqing's words.

"Hmph, old man... You can talk too much, don't you think you are a medical saint?"

"You dare to brag like this before you have been checked by Mr. Wen. You take yourself too seriously, don't you?"

Hearing Liu Wenqing's words, Jin Yichen was stunned for two seconds and then sneered, with mockery in his voice.

He studied medicine since he was a child, and was called a little genius doctor.

But even so, if he wanted to cure Wen Tianxiang, he estimated in his mind that...it would take about three months of long-term treatment before he could recover at all.

But now Liu Wenqing just opened his mouth and said that the three injections were effective, and half an hour allowed him to recover at all costs. To Jin Yichen, this...is completely nonsense.

"If you don't believe me, it doesn't mean that this old man is not good. It's not that this old man looks down on you. It's just a matter of fact... As far as your medical skills are comparable to this old man's, go back and study for another 50 years."

Liu Wenqing didn't speak much, but there was an unruliness in his words.

of course!

Liu Wenqing has unruly capital, after all, he was known as a master of Chinese medicine more than ten years ago.

As far as the whole of China is concerned, there is no one other than Qin Miao who can compare with him in terms of medical skills.

Therefore, in terms of medical skills, Liu Wenqing has unruly capital.

"Young man, watch how the old man treats the illness."

Liu Wenqing spoke lightly.

While speaking, he picked up the silver needle on the table and stabbed it towards Wen Tianxiang's face.

Liu Wenqing's speed was very fast, and when he gave the needle, one hand clasped the back of Wen Tianxiang's neck so that he could not move, and he pierced the silver needle into Wen Tianxiang's face within three to five seconds. Among the acupuncture points.

The three silver needles pierced quickly.

"Okay, now feel it and tell me how you feel."

Liu Wenqing said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Feel?

Wen Tianxiang hadn't recovered yet, and said in surprise: "I don't feel anything, have you started acupuncture for me yet?"

Liu Wenqing's speed was very fast just now, and the needle was placed very abruptly, which didn't give Wen Tianxiang time to react, so now Wen Tianxiang is still in a daze.

however!
When he was surprised, Wen Xueer beside him covered her mouth and exclaimed suddenly: "Ah, grandpa...you can talk now, you don't stutter now."

Wen Xueer covered her mouth, as if she had seen a ghost.

His eyes were full of shock.

Just now, when Wen Tianxiang was speaking, he had to stumble several times on a simple sentence, but now he speaks in one go.

"Ah, what? Have I stopped stuttering?"

Wen Tianxiang also exclaimed when he heard his granddaughter's words, and as he uttered the second sentence, Wen Tianxiang also realized that when he spoke, he really stopped stuttering, and immediately his eyes widened, and his face was full of tears. Incredible.

Since facial paralysis.

His facial muscles were out of control, which made it difficult for him to open his mouth. Eating, drinking, and talking... all made him many times more difficult than ordinary people.

It has been several months, and he hasn't spoken a word fluently. He always pauses when he wants to say a few words, but now this long-lost feeling of being able to speak fluently makes Wen Tianxiang's old eyes turn red... tears are in his eyes turned around.

"What, this...how is this possible."

"Why is it happening like that?"

When Jin Yichen saw this scene, he was also startled and backed away, his face full of shock.

Even after beating him to death, he didn't expect that these few people whom he looked down on just now really saw the effect with just three injections.

Within five seconds before and after, three silver needles pierced Wen Tianxiang to speak fluently, even if he saw it with his own eyes... Jin Yichen felt unreal, felt that he was dazzled.

"No, no...it won't."

"No, it must be a fluke, it must be your luck."

Jin Yichen grabbed his hair and shouted at the top of his voice.

lucky?

Hearing his words, Zhang Feng grinned and looked over with a half-smile: "You said it was a fluke? Then I said it was strength."

(End of this chapter)