Buzz!

The silver needle trembled lightly, as if it was equipped with an electric motor, and it didn't stop for a second.

Two hundred silver needles formed a large array of silver needles on the old man's body, forming a closed loop. The black and yellow energy of heaven and earth continued to circulate in this large array, constantly nourishing the old man's withered flesh and blood, and the internal organs that almost stopped functioning...

The pus and venom inside and outside the old man's body are constantly purified by the silver needle array. After being transformed into the black and yellow energy of heaven and earth, part of it is absorbed by Chen Yang's body, and part of it is directly injected into the silver needle array.

The old man is seriously ill and has a lot of sick energy, which is equivalent to dozens of ordinary patients. It is a rare food for Chen Yang.

While he was treating illnesses, he was also cultivating, which was so exciting.

Vaguely, he even touched the threshold of the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Go, am I about to break through again?" Chen Yang was surprised and happy, and worked harder to treat the old man.

Although his physical and mental strength were constantly exhausted, he never tired of it, and Qiao's family members were all moved.

After all, they just doubted Chen Yang's medical skills, and they used the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman.

Especially Qiao Wanjun, her cheeks were burning, as if she had been slapped by Chen Yang.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Qiao Wanjun leaned down and asked the old man.

"I feel pretty good. The little miracle doctor is sweating profusely and very tired. Please help him wipe the sweat off his face." The old man spoke, and his words were already very clear.

"Ah? Shall I wipe his sweat?" Qiao Wanjun was shocked.

"Old man, I'm fine. I'm not tired. There's no need to wipe off the sweat." Chen Yang smiled and shook his hair vigorously. The sweat poured down like rain on Qiao Wanjun, making Qiao Wanjun disgusted to death.

"He worked so hard to treat Dad, why do you wipe his sweat? You don't even listen to me, do you?" The old man's face suddenly darkened.

"Okay, okay, I'll wipe, I'll wipe."

Although Qiao Wanjun was extremely unhappy, she still picked up a white dry towel and wiped the sweat from Chen Yang's face and forehead.

I go!

Chen Yang was so proud that he could have a beautiful little aunt from the Qiao family wipe his sweat. With such honor and treatment, he was probably the first person in the entire Chuzhou City. He had no one before and no one since. He was so bragging. It's been a while.

"How many days have you not washed your face? It's so dirty." Qiao Wanjun looked disgusted because she found that after wiping with the towel, it turned black.

"Rural people, rough. Thanks, hehe." Chen Yang said with a silly smile, not caring, and thanked Qiao Wanjun.

At this moment, Qiao Qiumeng suddenly screamed, "Sister-in-law..."

"What's wrong? What's the ghost's name?" Qiao Wanjun looked back at her niece.

"Blood..." Qiao Qiumeng said with a shocked look on her face as she looked at her sister-in-law's beautiful white legs.

"What blood?" Qiao Wanjun was confused.

"You should be. My aunt is here. Take a look at your legs." Qiao Qiumeng said with a wry smile.

Qiao Wanjun lowered her head and was immediately shocked. A bright red blood trail was flowing down her beautiful leg.

It's my aunt, that's right.

"what!"

With a scream, Qiao Wanjun hid in shame.

After she left, everyone in the room was shocked.

Swish swish!

A pair of eyes looked at Chen Yang, as if they were seeing a ghost.

He just said that Qiao Wanjun's aunt was tonight and might come to visit at any time. Everyone still didn't believe it and thought he was deliberately taunting Qiao Wanjun.

Who would have thought that Qiao Wanjun's aunt is really here now.

Is this really a coincidence?

Or is it a magical plan?

Hiss!

Everyone just feels that this is terrible.

First, he saw that Qiao Chenguang had kidney deficiency, then he saw that Qiao Zhenhua suffered from migraines, and now he figured out Qiao Wanjun's aunt. This series of miracles couldn't be all coincidence.

Physician!

Absolute miracle doctor!

Except for Zhang Manzhi, everyone in the field was in awe of Chen Yang.

"Little miracle doctor, can you tell me what kind of acupuncture you use? I have seen Tai Chi acupuncture, Liuhe acupuncture, Bagua acupuncture, and more than a dozen acupuncture methods, but I have never heard of your kind of acupuncture. , I have never seen it before, and it feels very magical. Of course, if it is not convenient for you to say, forget it." Zhou Quanjie couldn't help but ask Chen Yang, asking for advice humbly.

Now he even changed his name to Chen Yang and started calling him Little Miracle Doctor.

"It's nothing inconvenient to say. This is the Xuanhuang Acupuncture Technique of Heaven and Earth passed down from the ancestors of the Chen family. Of course you can't see or hear it anywhere else." Chen Yang said calmly.

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Acupuncture?

No one is aware of it!

This acupuncture session lasted for three hours. Chen Yang ended the treatment and was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

At this time, the old man's body has recovered very well. He could not move his body before, but now he can move his hands and legs. If someone helps him a little, he can turn over without any problem.

Seeing the changes in the old man, Qiao's family members were all excited, overjoyed and filled with tears.

The old man was finally saved.

The Qiao family has no doubt that if Chen Yang gives the old man a few more acupuncture treatments, the old man can stand up like a normal person.

"Great!"

Zhou Quanjie and several other doctors also gave Chen Yang a thumbs up, admiring him with admiration.

It was a great loss to Chuzhou People's Hospital that such a powerful doctor was prescribed by Zhang Manzhi.

"Damn!"

Zhang Manzhi's face was ashen. He never expected that Chen Yang's medical skills were so powerful. It was disgusting to have him slapped in the face so hard.

The key is that he made a bet with Chen Yang. If he loses, he will be slapped a hundred times by Chen Yang.

And he has lost now!

It was absolutely impossible for Chen Yang to slap him a hundred times, and he would be so embarrassed. How would he be able to gain a foothold in Chuzhou People's Hospital in the future?

"Zhang Manzhi, what else do you have to say now? Is Chinese medicine useless or Western medicine useless? The facts are here. I don't think I need to say more." Chen Yang looked at Zhang Manzhi and said coldly.

Zhang Manzhi's face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed. Now he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

"Kneel down, stretch your face over, and I'll give you a hundred ear scrapes, not even one less." Chen Yang said, rubbing his fists and flexing his muscles, as if he was ready for a big fight.

"Humph, isn't he still feeling well? He can't even stand up. He might die at any time. So, I didn't lose, and you didn't win either." Zhang Manzhi said shamelessly.

Snapped!

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a big slap hit his face hard.

Chen Yang didn't make a move, it was Qiao Zhenhua who slapped him.

"Zhang Manzhi, you dare to curse my father, you are simply seeking death." Qiao Zhenhua roared.

"Mr. Qiao, that's not what I meant?" Zhang Manzhi turned pale with fright. He was also in a hurry just now and said the words without thinking through his brain.

"That's not what you mean. What do you mean? Can't you tell that we, the Qiao family, are stupid? Fuck you!" Qiao Chenguang also cursed, and then kicked Zhang Manzhi to the ground. .

Zhang Manzhi fell to the ground, his nose almost crooked with anger.

So humiliating!

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