“……”

Zhang Yunfeng was stunned, completely unaware that he had been cheated by Lin Zifeng.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Yunfeng's father, Zhang San, rushed down from the stage with angry eyes.

What happened in front of him, even he was a little unexpected.

"Father!" Zhang Yunfeng saw that his father had protected him, and immediately gave his father a look in his eyebrows, expressing his confusion.

"What the hell is going on?"

The surrounding Western medicine celebrities began to boil, they didn't understand, but it could be seen that the object of this loss was obviously Zhang Yunfeng, the son of the King of Broken Pulses.

"What did you do to my son!"

Zhang Sanmad finally spent so much time cultivating his two sons, and now all his hopes are pinned on Zhang Yunfeng, not wanting them to face defeat soon.

"You should have to ask your son!"

Lin Zifeng sneered, personally pulled up the beautiful young woman and walked in front of everyone, and smiled: "This qiē conclusion should be asked to this beautiful and moving beauty, she is the most powerful speaker in this game!" ”

Lin Zifeng's sweet words conquered the young woman again.

"Father, I don't know what's going on!"

Zhang Yunfeng hurriedly explained that he really couldn't figure out why his pulse introduction technique actually failed, and it almost caused a catastrophe.

"I don't know what's going on, so do you want me to help you sort it out?" Lin Zifeng took the young woman's hand and smiled softly at her: "You are the person concerned, and this matter should be answered by you for everyone." ”

"Okay."

The young woman nodded.

He stepped forward, bent down at all the stunned spectators around him, and said, "When the two divine doctors were treating me just now. At the beginning, when Dr. Zhang treated me, I clearly felt that my pulse was stable and smooth. But in the end, he seemed to control my pulse, making the pulse of my whole body seem to be controlled by him, which was very uncomfortable.

If I hadn't pushed him away in time, my pulse would have been broken, and it would have been so swollen and uncomfortable. ”

"You talk nonsense!"

Zhang Yunfeng's eyes were angry, and he couldn't help but roar twice, pointing at the young woman and roaring loudly.

"I didn't! You manipulate all the pulses in my body, do you so-called Chinese medicine treat patients like this? Don't you take into account the feelings of our patients? ”

When the young woman heard this, she was very excited.

"Although I manipulated your pulse, I did not make any disturbance of your pulse, and I did not harm you!"

"Yes, you didn't hurt me. But you don't respect me! As a qualified TCM practitioner, shouldn't you get the patient's consent to manipulate our pulse? You manipulate our pulse regardless of whether we agree and feel, have you ever wondered if we can bear it? ”

The young woman glanced at him fiercely, and then her gaze changed, turning into a gentle look at Lin Zifeng, and she said softly to everyone: "And this miracle doctor is different. He not only took into account my feelings, but also for my body, and at that time I felt a magical air flow rushing into my body, which was very cool and comfortable. ”

"Boy, don't think I don't know your details, huh! The so-called descendants of the Divine Needle Gate are complete bullshit! The stunt you used didn't touch the god needle hair at all! ”

Zhang Sanmad was finally provoked, and the more he listened to the young woman, the more he realized that the consequences would definitely become stricter and stricter. At that time, it will be difficult to even clarify it.

"I don't object to you saying that, because you are my opponent, and I have seen a lot of insults to my opponents. But there's one thing you don't understand. The real TCM practitioner should at least focus on the patient, rather than the so-called struggle, and take the carrier of the struggle as the patient. ”

Lin Zifeng's voice was very loud, and it almost resounded in the hearts of everyone present. It has also won the approval of many people.

"I have always believed that whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is essentially about rescuing those who need us. And it's not for the sake of fame, the patient's body is used as a battlefield, don't you think it's a great achievement? But have you ever thought about how much pressure the patient is suffering from physically and psychologically? ”

In the end, almost all the TCM physicians present were speechless. Many old-timers of traditional Chinese medicine gave a thumbs up to express their respect for Lin Zifeng.

"Boy, you've said so much, what do you want!"

Zhang Sanmad protected his son, his eyes almost breathing fire.

"What do I want? I want to ask you what Zhang Sanmad wants? Is the game really important for you to break the pulse? And you, regardless of the suffering of the patients, are you worthy of the patients who trust you by playing the 'human medical warfare' in front of so many people? You say I'm not a magic needle, right, well, I'll give it a try today, so that you can understand what the real magic needle is! ”

After speaking, Lin Zifeng's robe waved with wide sleeves, and ten slender silver rays flashed, all of which were suspended in front of him as if they had vitality.

The ten silver needles were suspended and still, and finally their target was locked on Zhang Sanmad's father and son, and they instantly shot towards the two of them from different positions.

"What do you want to do!"

Zhang San pulled his son back quickly.

It wasn't until the ten silver needles forced the two of them back to the edge of the corner that Lin Zifeng waved his big hand again, and the ten silver needles disappeared without a trace!

"So, is that the silver needle that is conjured up by the energy?!"

At this time, someone in the audience couldn't help but be shocked.

"Yes, it's a conjugation of energy!" Someone replied to his shock, however, their gaze became very strange, because to be able to transform their strength into a silver needle, at least they had to have the cultivation of the Qi Dao realm, for a qualified Chinese medicine practitioner, if they had an unparalleled terrifying cultivation, it would be perfect! Especially since he is so young, he has this kind of cultivation, which is really a rare genius-level figure!

Who said that the medical king can't have a profound and powerful cultivation power?

"Senior Zhang, now you should have seen whether I can use the Divine Needle." The qi wave spread, retracting his right hand, Lin Zifeng stepped forward, standing on the spot, looking down on the common people, simply handsome!

"You, you're really the heir of the Divine Needle Gate!"

Zhang Sanmad was frightened a lot, the person who was able to use his strength to transform into a divine needle, you can imagine how terrifying he must be, most of the Chinese medicine practitioners' cultivation is very low, even if it is his cultivation of the Broken Vein King, it is only in the middle of the condensation realm......

"Yes! He is the immortal heir of our Divine Needle Gate, Lin Zifeng! ”

At this time, Wang Chongyang's eyes flashed and he shouted excitedly.

(The second update, please take care of it.) Thanks to the brother who tipped +1)