Me, after going down the mountain

Chapter 325 2 Yang Needles

If there are twelve positive needles, it can really bring Zhao Muyang back to life and keep Zhao Muyang alive.

Su Chen didn't stand up either.

"Please ask Divine Doctor Tan to help. Mr. Zhao suffered a completely unreasonable disaster. He does not deserve to die." Gao Qiyang said quickly.

Doctor Tan nodded and took out the silver needle.

The silver needle was like a silver dragon, bursting with silver light in Doctor Tan's hand, and then fell on Zhao Muyang's body.

After the silver needle fell, the tail of the silver needle trembled, and a light yellow air flow flowed on the silver needle.

This first injection was indeed the twelve Qi Yang needles, which surprised Su Chen.

There is actually an expert like Dr. Tan at the foot of this mountain.

When the needle fell, a blush appeared on Zhao Muyang's face, who was lying on the hospital bed.

Seeing this blush, Doctor Tan said: "It seems to be working."

Doctor Tan continued to apply acupuncture, and the silver needle fell. Each needle was extremely precise and exquisite, and the breath was floating in the silver needle.

Doctor Tan performed eleven injections in succession.

After these eleven injections, Zhao Muyang's body also responded slightly, his fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes opened slightly, with a hint of energy, but he was still unable to speak.

Such a reaction made all the doctors present exclaim in surprise, and their eyes looking at Dr. Tan were full of reverence.

"As expected of Dr. Tan. He came to our school to give lectures before, but I didn't recognize him until now!" At this time, a doctor sighed.

Another person also said: "It's really amazing. I don't even know how he did it."

Miracle Doctor Tan paused briefly and administered eleven injections in a row. The consumption of Miracle Doctor Tan was also quite huge.

Doctor Tan held his breath and concentrated, just wanting to give the last injection.

At this time, Su Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "This needle must not fall!"

Su Chen spoke, and everyone's attention immediately focused on Su Chen.

"Don't disturb Dr. Tan from administering acupuncture, the patient will be fine with just one more injection!"

"Miracle Doctor Tan was shocked by you!"

Everyone was talking about it, and even Dr. Tan looked at Su Chen in confusion.

Su Chen said: "The acupuncture method you used is indeed the twelve rising Yang needles, but the last stitch of the twelve rising Yang needles is the most important."

"The operation method of the last stitch of the twelve rising needles is completely different from the previous eleven stitches, but your action of lifting the needle is exactly the same as the previous eleven stitches."

"I would venture to guess that you have only learned the first eleven stitches of the twelve Yang Qi Yang Needles, but you have not learned the twelfth stitch. This last stitch is something you thought about!"

"If this needle falls, Mr. Zhao will definitely die."

Su Chen's words made everyone look suspicious.

One of them said: "Young man, do you know who you are questioning? This Dr. Tan is the chief of the Tianshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."

"These eleven injections have revived the patient. How can you say that Dr. Tan's acupuncture method is wrong?"

Doctor Tan stared at Su Chen and said, "Who are you?"

"Miracle Doctor Tan, he is the person I brought here, his name is Su Chen, his medical skills are also very good." Gao Qiyang introduced.

"Mr. Gao, have you been deceived by him? What can this man understand at such a young age?" At this time, a doctor said.

"The acupuncture used by Divine Doctor Tan was very effective. Stopping it now will cause great harm to the patient."

Everyone's words did not make Su Chen angry.

Su Chen looked at Dr. Tan and said, "Dr. Tan, you must know better than others what happened with this last injection."

"Do you know about the Twelve Yang Needles?" Doctor Tan asked.

Su Chen said: "There should be few people in the world who know the Twelve Yang Needles better than me!"

Su Chen was extremely confident. The Twelve Yang Needles were the old guy's acupuncture technique. As the old guy's only disciple, Su Chen was naturally very good at using it.

However, as soon as these words came out, Doctor Tan's expression instantly darkened, and he said, "In your opinion, how should the second injection be administered?"

"The first eleven needles are powerful and heavy, using a combination of twisting and twisting techniques to gently land on the acupuncture points." Su Chen said seriously.

Doctor Tan said: "Nonsense, if that's the case, wouldn't the power of the first eleven injections be in vain?"

"Besides! The acupuncture method of Twelve Yang Needles was developed by the Tan family after eight years of begging an expert. It has never been exposed to the public."

"Although I don't know where you heard about the Twelve Yang Needles, but to talk about it so wildly would be too disrespectful to me."

"Our Tan family has been pondering this last stitch for twelve years. My father even used this stitch to achieve great power. How could it be wrong?"

The first eleven injections have been administered, and Doctor Tan does not want to waste all his efforts.

Doctor Tan continued: "This last injection, which opens up the qi and blood, warms and nourishes the internal organs, is in the same line as the first eleven injections, but the method you mentioned is completely incompatible with the Twelve Qi Yang Needles!"

Su Chen was helpless.

He, the old guy's legitimate disciple, was actually questioned by Miracle Doctor Tan.

"Doctor Tan, your last injection was wrong, it was killing people." Su Chen concluded.

Dr. Tan was furious when he heard this.

He, Miracle Doctor Tan, has his own pride, and he believes in his own understanding.

Doctor Tan said: "Whether it is to save people or kill people, you can tell at a glance. If Zhao Muyang does not get better after I give this injection, I will respect you and recognize you as my teacher in the future."

"If this injection is a life-saving injection, you will be less tainted by medical knowledge in the future, and you will avoid harming others and yourself in the future."

Gao Qiyang's expression changed, and he said: "Miracle Doctor Tan, Su Chen is also doing it for the patient's benefit."

"Qiyang, my Tan family's medical skills have been questioned. If I don't make a bet with him, who will dare to seek treatment from me in the future?" Doctor Tan asked in return.

Gao Qiyang was speechless. What Doctor Tan said did make sense.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Chen. They were sure that Su Chen did not dare to gamble. After all, in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, what Dr. Tan said was authoritative.

One of the female doctors even said disdainfully to Su Chen: "Boy, you'd better apologize to Mr. Tan quickly."

Gao Qiyang wanted to say something else, but Su Chen stopped him.

Su Chen smiled calmly and said: "Since the old gentleman is interested in elegance, I will make a bet with you."

Su Chen could understand why Dr. Tan had such a big reaction. The Tan family had been studying the twelfth injection for so many years. If the injection was stopped at this time because of Su Chen's doubts, wouldn't it have become a joke in the past twelve years?

Doctor Tan snorted softly, took out the silver needle, and used the last shot.

Whoosh, the silver needle fell.

Zhao Muyang's slightly darkened skin quickly became normal, and at the same time, Zhao Muyang's complexion became more rosy.

On the instrument, all indicators of Zhao Muyang's body became stable.

"Okay?! Mr. Zhao is saved!"

"Mr. Zhao's eyes are fully open."

"Mr. Zhao, say something!"

"That boy is really full of nonsense!"

A group of doctors immediately gathered around.

Doctor Tan smiled arrogantly. Sure enough, at this time, he should believe in himself.

He said to Su Chen: "Now, what else do you have to say..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Muyang's originally open eyes immediately closed, with a look of pain on his face.