Clean up and leave the house, reward a small facade

So, I couldn't help but boast a few words.

It's just that although the dean believed it and praised it, it doesn't mean that those invited experts believe it!

These people are all representatives of western medicine and leaders in various fields. Naturally, they will not easily admit that it is a matter of Chinese medicine being better than western medicine.

"Dean Zhang, isn't it a little exaggerated for you to say that?"

"You don't even know the acupuncture method this boy used, so you call him a miracle doctor?"

"Are you OK?"

"That's right, Dean Zhang, do you really expect our Professor Liu to lose?"

"If you do this, will you let us come here to support in the future?"

Regarding the ridicule of the guests, the deputy dean did not speak.

In fact, in his heart, he really hoped that Liu Yidao could lose!

Because, once he loses, it means that this young man is really a miracle doctor.

What is it but a miracle doctor who can save patients with terminal cancer?

Moreover, if Liu Yidao loses, it will also give many people a chance to survive in disguise.

After all, Liu Yidao's skills are still real.

As for Wang Jiashi's illness, if Liu Yidao hadn't been the chief surgeon, the doctors at Binhai People's Hospital would not have dared to treat him.

Even if he did, he didn't seem to be able to last this time.

Therefore, if Liu Yidao loses, then he has to change his rules.

The bad habit of only using one knife a week.

As long as he can move a few more times, it means that there are a few more places to live.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone, and everyone is happy.

Liu Yidao, you better admit defeat!

Ha ha!

Although the dean thought so in his heart, he couldn't say it out!

Otherwise, there is really an apology for bullying.

"Hehe, I really can't recognize these few stitches, but that doesn't mean the stitches are common, because I've seen them somewhere before!"

"By the way, maybe one of them will know what kind of stitch this is?"

"Who?"

the people asked.

The vice president turned and glanced at Ge Wenxing.

"Brother Ge, have you ever seen this little brother's acupuncture?"

Facing Xia Cheng's acupuncture technique, Ge Wenxing was already lost in thought.

When he heard Dean Zhang calling himself, he concluded that yes, it must be.

"Hahahaha!"

"Old friend may be saved!"

"If the old man's guess is correct, this young man, no, this little brother's acupuncture method should be the long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

"Just now Dean Zhang said the first six injections, so let me add the last few injections!"

"Seven needles return to the bed, that is, clamp the car, and get five points."

"The eight-needle ghost market, that is, the inheritance, three points."

"Nine needles ghost cry, that is, the old palace, into two points."

"Ten needles ghost hall, that is, the star, two points."

"Eleven needles for ghosts, namely the perineum, enter three points."

"Twelve needles for ghost ministers, that is, Quchi, five points."

last stitch...

Everyone has been brought into the world of acupuncture by Ge Wenxing's words.

All of them were talking silently.

Ghost palace, ghost letter, ghost base, ghost heart, ghost road, ghost...

At this point, there is only one last moment left.

Xia Cheng held a thick and long silver needle and shouted, "Seal!"

Seal, that is, ghost seal, the last stitch of thirteen stitches.

All the cancer cells on Wang Jiashi's body were sealed in a corner of his body.

Because everyone has cancer cells, even if they are taken out, they will regenerate.

Now seal it in one place so that it cannot move freely, and the person's illness will be healed.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate can not only cure diseases, but also exorcise evil spirits.

If ordinary people are possessed by unclean things, then Thirteen Guimen Needles can restrain those unclean things.

Either scare it away, or seal it directly so that it cannot do evil.

As the silver needles were pierced into Wang Jiashi's body one after another, everyone's mood was also filled with excitement.

All the thirteen needles from the ghost gate were pierced into Wang Jiashi's body.

Except for a little discomfort at the beginning of the piercing, the rest are very comfortable.

After all the needles had completed their tasks, Xia Cheng's action of closing the needles with one hand shocked everyone present.

He stretched his right hand forward, and said a word, "Take it!"

Then with a big wave of his hand, all the silver needles on Wang Jiashi's body broke out automatically and flew into Xia Cheng's palm.

Then, put it in the tool bag.

"This......"

"Fuck me!!"

"Nima..."

"..."

Everyone was impressed by his hand.

What kind of trick is this, a juggling act?

How could the silver needle automatically fly into his hand?

This is simply incredible.

If it weren't for so many people who witnessed it together and saw it with their own eyes, they probably wouldn't believe it even if they were killed!

Is this teleportation?

They have only heard of fighting cattle from across the mountain, but they haven't heard of fetching things from the air!

This is simply contrary to Newton's three laws!

At this moment, everyone stared at Xia Cheng in a daze.

Ge Wenxing looked at Xia Cheng with admiration.

"The thirteen needles of the ghost gate, is it really the thirteen needles of the ghost gate?"

"This is exactly as described in the long-lost ancient score."

"It's really a miracle, a miracle!"

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, he has already learned to control the silver needle with true energy, no wonder he dared to boast so much."

"I admire you!"

Dean Zhang also stared at Xia Cheng obsessively,

"A miracle doctor, really a miracle doctor!"

"I didn't expect him to be able to control Qi and start the needle. This can only be seen in legends. I didn't expect that there are actually people who can do it in reality."

"Okay, okay, after the decline of Chinese medicine, it seems that it is about to rise, it is about to rise!"

"For the rise of Chinese medicine, I decided to resign from the position of vice president and devote myself to the research of Chinese medicine."

Vice President Zhang turned to look at the Dean and said.

"what?"

The dean had an incredulous expression on his face.

"Old Zhang, you spent 20 yuan in order to climb to the position of vice president. I am about to retire, so you are the most likely to become a regular. Have you decided to give up?"

"So many years of hard work, just because of this young man, have you decided to give up?"

"Worth it?"

Vice President Zhang laughed, turned around and walked in front of Xia Cheng.

"Little Mister, no, Miracle Doctor Xia, I want to worship you as my teacher and learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. Please accept me!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt down and gave Xia Cheng a teacher's salute.

Everyone was very puzzled by Vice President Zhang's actions.

You know, Vice President Zhang is a veritable surgical expert, and he is definitely one of the few in the entire Binhai.

Even Liu Yidao has great admiration for him.

It can be seen that he still has real materials.

Otherwise, you will not be able to climb to the position of vice president, and you will be able to become vice president immediately.

"Vice President Zhang is making a fuss over a molehill. I've never heard of thirteen needles in the ghost gate."

"That is, just a few random injections, the patient's disease will be cured, and the cancer cells will disappear. How is it possible? I don't think this person is a Chinese medicine doctor, but a witch doctor. Only witch doctors have this ability."

"Hehe, is it good or not, don't you know if you check it!"

"However, Chairman Wang's complexion seems to be much better than before! Maybe it really works!"

"Tch, thanks to the fact that you are still a doctor, can't you see this trick? This is obviously a flashback."

Those who didn't believe it immediately began to check Wang Jiashi.

Because after Xia Cheng took out the silver needle from Wang Jiashi's body, Wang Jiashi's expression improved a lot.

It is no longer as sickly as before, without any blood color.

Both Wang Nuo and his mother Xu Tong were ecstatic.

They don't care about miracles or not, miracle doctors or witch doctors.

As long as Wang Jiashi's illness can be cured, as long as Wang Jiashi can recover, they will naturally be happy.

One by one they booed and asked around Wang Jiashi.

Wang Jiashi himself was a little puzzled.

Facing his wife and daughter's inquiries, he himself didn't know how to answer.

Because, after all, he is also an intellectual, a materialist.

So many doctors rescued him for eight or nine hours, but they still couldn't cure his disease, so he will be cured after a few injections!

It's also incredible.

Therefore, when one of the doctors said that it was a flashback, he seemed to follow suit.

Although he felt that his body was extremely comfortable now, without any discomfort.

Perhaps, this is the feeling of returning to the light, after all, no one has experienced it.