President Bingshan's personal doctor

Xue Yang looked at his grandson and asked him if he was still convinced.

Up to now, can you still refuse to accept it?

Xue Zhenzong gave a wry smile. He thought he was a genius enough to be considered exceptionally talented in the school of attacking evil, and even in the entire Chinese medicine industry.

But in front of Su Han, and in front of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, which he is best at, he lost so completely!

Thinking about it, Su Han only watched his grandfather perform the thirteen ghost needles once, and he was able to be so proficient. How deep is the understanding of acupuncture and the structure of the human body?

Xue Zhenzong only felt that his heart was shaking violently, which was unimaginable.

He looked at Su Han with flickering eyes, both guilt and awe, as if what he was facing was not a young man, but a respectable senior!

"I do!"

Xue Zhenzong walked up to Su Han and bowed respectfully: "Mr. Su, I am convinced!"

He can't refuse.

Beating himself at his strongest, he had nothing to say at all.

It's just that this is really unbelievable, Su Han is still so young, could it be possible that he has already started to learn medicine from the womb?

Even so, it's only been more than 20 years, which is much better than my own talent!

"There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. It is indeed amazing that you can have such a level of medical skills in your 30s, but in the field of Chinese medicine, who dares to say that your own medical skills are the best?" 33 Novels

Su Han looked at Xue Zhenzong, and said seriously, "Even if it's the seniors here, they don't dare to say it?"

Wen Rujun and the others nodded.

Even if they have practiced medicine all their lives and seen various diseases, they dare not say such a thing, because there is no limit to medicine!

"I understand, Mr. Su, thank you Mr. Su for your teaching!"

Xue Zhenzong was extremely respectful, how dare he show any disrespect.

Even if he was facing a young man like Su Han, his medical attainments were much better than his own, not even weaker than his grandfather.

No matter how proud he is, how dare he play tricks in front of such a real miracle doctor?

Su Han nodded and didn't say anything more. He was only dissatisfied with Xue Zhenzong's attitude towards him, but he is also a doctor and the grandson of Mr. Xue, so Su Han would naturally not embarrass him too much.

"Today is really an eye-opener, it didn't come in vain, hahahaha!"

Wen Rujun laughed loudly, "I was thinking about planting flowers and raising fish at home."

Several people laughed out loud, and came all the way to Qingcheng to see Su Han demonstrate his medical skills.

Xue Yang couldn't help shaking his head, and cursed with a smile: "You old fellows, seeing my grandson make a fool of himself makes you happy, doesn't it?"

Xue Zhenzong blushed and didn't dare to say a word. All the seniors present were highly respected seniors. Even Su Han, who was younger than him, was a master of their peers. Instead, he became a little apprentice. .

"What did you say, medical skills can only be improved through communication. I believe that your grandson will definitely understand the thirteen needles of hell after Su Han's instruction."

The head of a school smiled and said, "Besides, your Qingcheng Medical Development Conference, with Su Han sitting in the chair, will definitely cause a lot of momentum."

Xue Yang stroked his long beard lightly, his face was full of smiles, he invited Su Han, and that was why he invited Su Han.

Let those young people see that not only old men, but also young people can be proficient in Chinese medicine and become respectable doctors.

"You guys, please don't flatter me. The purpose of my coming is to learn and communicate with everyone." Su Han said modestly.

He was never proud, let alone arrogant. Xue Zhenzong, who was standing by the side, saw that Su Han possessed such superb medical skills, yet he was still so humble, which made him feel emotional.

In contrast, I am indeed far behind.

Thinking of his previous attitude towards Su Han, he was full of guilt and even more ashamed.

"Grandpa, tomorrow is the development meeting. I have already connected with Mr. He, there is no problem,"

Xue Zhenzong said, "Since there is still time in the afternoon, do Mr. Su and the seniors have any arrangements?"

Several people looked at Xue Zhenzong, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Speaking of which, it's rare to see a few old seniors together. We juniors, I really want to ask you seniors for advice, I don't know..."

His face was full of sincerity, and his eyes fell on Su Han, which could not be seen by others.

"Our genres already communicate a lot, so there is no need for them."

Wen Rujun smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking at Su Han, "By the way, Su Han, which school do you belong to?"

Su Han was startled and shook his head: "I don't know."

He really didn't know which sect he belonged to. As the descendant of the "Tian Jing", the traditional Chinese medicine and geomantic geomantic techniques in the volume of the earth should all belong to the strange art.

It's just that people who understand these things may not be able to find a few.

"I see, Su Han is an omnipotent school, proficient in everything!" Xue Yang laughed loudly, "Okay, I understand what my grandson means. The other schools usually communicate a lot and have many opportunities, but Su Han is It’s rare to come here, so I have the cheek to ask Su Han for a favor, can you give me a class for this student of the attacking evil school!”

Hearing Xue Yang's words, Xue Zhenzong's face was also full of anticipation. He looked at Su Han, bowed and said, "Mr. Su, please!"

His posture is like that of the younger generation and the younger generation, asking for advice from the older generation, respectful without a trace of disrespect.

The heads of several other sects all opened their mouths. They knew that Xue Yang wanted to make the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate flourish and be used to treat more people. Since Su Han has a deeper insight, why not?

"The Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate is the signature of your school of attacking evil. To me, it's not suitable." Su Han smiled and said.

After all, this is the signature of the school of attacking evil, and those who have not been recognized by Xue Yang are not even qualified to learn it.

"Medical skills are used to save people, and I figured it out. It is a good thing that more people understand this method of acupuncture and can learn the true essence."

What he used to worry about was that some people who were not good at learning arts would harm others and would smash the brand, so the threshold was set.

It is not so easy to learn this method of acupuncture and moxibustion.

"That's right, Su Han, you should do me a favor. Old Xue is getting older, and he has been thinking about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate in his heart. Now that he has the opportunity to solve this problem, you are not the beauty of an adult?"

"That's right, otherwise I'd like to ask you to give a lecture when I come back to my place, I'm too embarrassed to speak up!"

"Ahahaha, you old bastards are thinking about it!"

Several old seniors laughed and joked with each other.

Seeing that they all opened their mouths to invite, Su Han naturally stopped holding back and nodded: "Then I'll make a fool of myself. If there are any deficiencies, the old seniors should help correct me."

Hearing this, Xue Yang and others were so excited that they burst out laughing again and again.

Xue Zhenzong even became short of breath, and hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Su! This is the arrangement, let me inform you, so that those future disciples can prepare!"

(End of this chapter)