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"Boss, this time the Jiuli clan's thunderous attack has killed so many masters of the dark world. In terms of public opinion..."

Zhao Xinyu looked at Heifeng, "Every nation has their bottom line. The Jiuli tribe has been guarding that mountain for endless years, but they launched an attack on the 100,000 mountains. They have touched the Jiuli tribe's bottom line. Although it is said that it is greater than God, but the higher ups know the rules of Shiwandashan, let alone foreign enemies, they won’t say anything.”

"But it's abroad."

"It's the dark world that is attacking ordinary people. They have already offended the public. They just shouted a few times. They can sanction other areas, but there is nothing they can do about Shiwandashan. What's more, the people now know in their hearts that they I won’t follow the trend and target Shiwandashan. What I’m worried about now is..."

"What?"

"The dark world will also take revenge on Shiwandashan."

Heifeng shook his head, "Unless they are like the cultivators who targeted the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Zhao Xinyu nodded. When the Jiuli Clan was defeated, the cultivation world did not want to destroy Jiuli, but now the Jiuli Clan is still thriving.

"Let's go to the workshop and see the children."

In the carving workshop, the tinkling sound of iron can be heard in the distance. Although the door of the workshop is closed, media people keep appearing outside.

Zhao Xinyu also admires the persistence of these media people. Even if He Yuzhu stared at the aura of his disciples, no one would notice him. Even if he opened workshops in Hongshiya and Xihanling, He Yuzhu would not accept much. to pay attention to.

When He Yuzhu was promoted to master craftsman, he suddenly became

The object of much media attention, especially the model of the Forbidden City that was carved out today. Up to now, the few works of He Yuzhu have been put at a sky-high price. Every time He Yuzhu appears, he will be the object of many media pursuits. Even he, the master, does not receive as much attention as He Yuzhu in the workshop.

When he was approaching the gate, several commercial vehicles caught Zhao Xinyu's idea. He saw several people holding banners at the front of the commercial vehicles. Although he saw only their backs, Zhao Xinyu seemed to have a familiar feeling. Feel.

When he got closer, Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head. He really knew the owners of these figures, and had seen them more than once or twice. They had created a lot of news for him back then.

Liu Yuan, the eldest son of Liu Xiangyang, and his son Liu Gang were still his apprentices. After Liu Xiangyang was promoted to master craftsman, he contacted the descendants of those old artists to make trouble, and even contacted foreign countries without his father Liu Xiangyang knowing about it. An organization signed a 30 million contract. They made trouble in Hongshiya for more than a month, and finally took their parents away. But the end result was overwhelming. They not only lost their money, but also their family ties. , becoming the object of ridicule among the locals.

After all, it had been more than a year since they last came here. Now these people appeared in Hongshiya again, and they also came with banners. This really surprised Zhao Xinyu, but what surprised him more was why There was no media following, and He Yuzhu and Liu Gang did not talk to themselves about this matter.

For these people who don't even have family ties, Zhao Xinyu doesn't have any kindness at all.

Feeling like this, he passed directly by them without even looking at them out of the corner of his eye.

But just because he didn't want to do it didn't mean that others didn't want to do it. When Liu Yuan and others saw that it was Zhao Xinyu who was coming over, they immediately became energetic.

"Boss Zhao, wait a moment."

Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and stopped. He hated people like Liu Yuan no more. After all, they had a close relationship with old people like Liu Xiangyang, not to mention that Liu Gang was now his disciple.

"This is what you are doing?"

"Boss Zhao, we are not human beings. We come here to apologize. I hope you can forgive us for our mistakes."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Liu Yuan, you are not wrong. What's more, even if you are wrong, it has nothing to do with me. How can I forgive you? If you have this little time, just find something to do."

"Boss Zhao, we are not doing this for ourselves, we are asking you to save our father."

Zhao Xinyu's eyes suddenly shrank. Liu Xiangyang has been promoted to Master Craftsman. If nothing unexpected happens, Liu Xiangyang's lifespan will be at least three hundred years old. Although the others have not been promoted, they have hit the bottleneck. Their lifespans are Yuan is also not something ordinary people can achieve.

When his eyes fell on the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man in the crowd with the word "filial piety" on his shoulders. This made his heart sink, because he knew that only when an old man died in the family would a filial son have a "filial piety" sign on his arm. Wear the words.

"what happened."

Liu Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "We only have money in our eyes. The old people became depressed after returning home. Just some time ago, the old people fell ill at the same time, and Uncle Li died after ineffective treatment. I took it with me

My father went to many hospitals, including Pengcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Doctor Hua said that they could not find the cause of the disease. If he wanted a cure, he could only come to you. But we had no shame in going there, so we came here to beg Liu Gang. We wanted Liu Gang... "

Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shook his head, "Where are the people?" Zhao Xinyu hated Liu Yuan and the others, but Liu Xiangyang and the others, each of them had the heart of a true craftsman. Zhao Xinyu respected these old people from the bottom of his heart. He thought One day these old people will be able to pick up their favorite sledgehammer again, but they didn't expect that in just over a year, there would be an old man who was completely separated from him.

"They are all in Haotian Hospital."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Let them be sent to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and I'll wait for them there."

Faced with life and death, and the other party was an old man he respected, Zhao Xinyu didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and got into the car and asked the driver to go to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. On the way there, he called Jiang Pengyu.

In a ward of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Zhao Xinyu saw Liu Xiangyang and others whom he had not seen for more than a year. Compared with when they left a year ago, Liu Xiangyang and others were like skeletons, with only skin and bones remaining. The energy was as smooth as silk, and even the skin turned golden.

Maybe some people won't think anything of it, after all, they are all yellow people, but those who really understand know that once a person reaches this stage, he has basically already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

Liu Xiangyang was a little better and had a little consciousness. When he saw Zhao Xinyu come in, a faint mist appeared in Liu Xiangyang's cloudy eyes. He tried hard to open his mouth, but no sound came out.

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"Boss Zhao, my father..."

Zhao Xinyu turned to look at a middle-aged man, his eyes turned cold, "Beast, get out."

If they were scolded like this normally, they would immediately go berserk, but in the past year or so, they had been scolded by countless people, and this time it was Zhao Xinyu who was able to save the last glimmer of hope for their fathers. They couldn't even say a word. I dare not say that I just turned around and left.

"Master, Master."

Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and pointed to the door of the ward, "Wenqing, notify the surveillance team to turn off all surveillance in this room, call security and not allow anyone to come in."

Everything was ready, Zhao Xinyu looked at Jiang Pengyu, "Pengyu, I will teach you the acupuncture technique after the Chinese New Year."

Jiang Pengyu nodded, "Master, you mean they..."

"They all have only one breath left, and only Songhe Yannian can save them."

Jiang Pengyu nodded, took out the golden needle and started to apply the acupuncture. Zhao Xinyu looked at Han Wenqing and the others, "Just watch and be optimistic about our acupuncture technique. Don't talk, just watch. If you don't understand, we can talk later."

The next moment, Zhao Xinyu and Jiang Pengyu had aura fluctuations on their bodies, and their hands were filled with a trace of green wood energy, which shocked Han Wenqing and others.

They were the first batch of students to enter Xiaopu Village for internship. However, more than 300 people who entered left for various reasons, leaving only the nine who loved them. Although the nine of them did not become apprentices to Zhao Xinyu, they all admired Zhao Xinyu. Jiang Pengyu taught them the true story for a year, so they were familiar with the heart-clearing and mountain-burning techniques that only top Chinese medicine doctors could perform, but today Zhao Xinyu and Jiang Peng

It was really the first time for them to see Songhe Yannian displayed by Yu Shi.

It is true that the Jiu Jue Divine Acupuncture is Hua Bi, they have only heard the legend, let alone them. They have followed Jiang Pengyu in these years, and their state of mind has improved greatly. They know in their hearts that this acupuncture method must be passed down by their master Zhao Xinyu. The secret, now they can see, is that Zhao Xinyu recognizes them, and they must accept the inheritance. The habit of Yangcheng for many years made them stare at the two of them at the first time.

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Xinyu was the first to withdraw the needle. Han Wenqing and others were shocked. They saw that the patient who was still breathless just now was breathing rapidly and his golden skin turned pale. yellow.

"Wenqing, go check his pulse."

Zhao Xinyu administered acupuncture to the next patient, but Han Wenqing opened his mouth wide. He could feel that the old man's condition was very serious, but at least his vitality had improved greatly.

Han Wenqing and the others would check every patient they diagnosed and treated immediately. The condition of each patient shocked them, but they knew that at least these elderly people were not in danger of their lives.

After giving the last patient the acupuncture, when Han Wenqing and the others looked at Jiang Pengyu, everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and distress. At this moment, Jiang Pengyu's whole body was soaked with sweat, and there were pools of water at his feet. The stains flow.

"Peng Yu, go back and practice hard. Traditional Chinese medicine deals with emergencies. If you were the only one today, at least six of these people would die."

"Master, I understand."

Zhao Xinyu nodded and looked at Han Wenqing.

"The same goes for you. As for Chinese medicine, you are officially introduced to it. You are not satisfied with the current situation. Your master has to work hard, and you need to work harder."

"Master, we will definitely work hard."

"We just performed acupuncture. How much do you understand? Wen Qing, please tell me first."

Hearing Zhao Xinyu's question, Han Wenqing showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, "Master, the real hair you and master performed just now was too complicated. I can understand it at most."

"Where are you?"

The other eight people shook their heads in unison, obviously they didn't understand even one copy.

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, "You are very sincere. This is a unique acupuncture method. This is just the first of nine types. Your master only understood three points of it in one afternoon. Don't be anxious. You continue to work hard. Wait. When you can understand the three points, ask your master to teach it to you."

"Master, did you create this acupuncture technique?"

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "I have that kind of ability. It was created by the ancients. There are nine techniques in total. This is the first one called Songhe Yannian. It can stimulate the patient's vitality and give them more chance to survive. If you encounter particularly critical patients in the future, you can use this acupuncture method, but remember that if you are not familiar with its use, this acupuncture method is also a murderous acupuncture method."

"Nine types, Master, how many of them have our master learned?"

Jiang Pengyu waited for Han Wenqing and said, "I have been practicing in the past few months, and so far I have only mastered some superficial skills. Don't embarrass me here."

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Don't worry, you are still young and have many opportunities to learn. When you reach Songhe Yannian and reach Xiaocheng, I will teach you

The second best. "