Li Yongsheng glanced at the Ye family lightly, "Who told you that the Ninety-Nine Guiyuan Needle can be cured?"

"Yin Nine Heavenly Yin Master said," Ye Family Master sneered, "You won't say that what Master Yin said is wrong, right?"

Li Yongsheng smiled coldly, "Then why didn't he treat him?"

"Master Yin doesn't know this acupuncture, no doctor can master all the skills, even if he is a master," the Ye family replied as a matter of course, and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you the number one master in the world?"

Are you sick, right? Li Yongsheng really didn't bother to pay attention to him, just glanced at the people around him, "Aunt Tang, I have other things, if it's okay, then I'll go first?"

Aunt Tang's Internet celebrity face was pale and silent for a long time before she sighed and nodded, "Then you can go." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't," the Ye family spoke again, "It can't be cured, you wait a while to apologize to everyone, I won't embarrass you, young man, don't be so ambitious." ”

Li Yongsheng looked at him strangely and grinned, "Then what if I can cure it?"

"I apologize to you, it's not a problem," Ye Dashao spread his hands frankly.

Li Yongsheng looked at him strangely, "What do you think...... Your apology, will I be rare?"

Ye Dashao's face suddenly darkened, "What do you mean by this, I taught you the principles of being a man, is it wrong?"

Li Yongsheng looked at him and spoke coldly, "I have no intention of making trouble with you, you have always been making trouble for me...... Aunt Tang invited me here, what did she do wrong?"

"If you don't have the ability to cure diseases, don't make up for it," Ye Dashao replied lightly, glanced at Aunt Tang again, and spoke meaningfully, "Quack, but you harm others and yourself." ”

Aunt Tang's face turned pale, and she tugged at Li Yongsheng's clothes, "Yongsheng, let's go." ”

"Hey," Li Yong laughed angrily, he stood up, "I won't leave yet, see how they can consult and dialectize." ”

"Cut," the Ye family was still about to speak, when footsteps sounded on the stairs, and a middle-aged and slightly chubby man walked up to the third floor, the cultivation of the primary level of cultivation.

Seeing him coming, everyone stopped whispering and greeted warmly, "Dean Ye is here?"

Dean Ye nodded at everyone absentmindedly, and walked to the middle-aged woman with a frown, "Sister-in-law, how is the situation?"

"I'm afraid it is...... Alas," the middle-aged woman sighed softly, and did not say any more, it was clear that the situation was not optimistic.

Dean Ye turned his head, looked at the people present, raised his hand and arched his hand, and said, "This person is my close relative of someone Ye, and I hope you will take a lot of pain, if you know a master with superb medical skills, please also make it clear, the Ye family will not hesitate to thank you." ”

The corners of Ye Dashao's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of disapproval, as if he was about to say something unpleasant, but in the end, he glanced at the middle-aged woman and still didn't speak.

"We will definitely treat it with our hearts," a gray-haired old man said, "If I can't do it, I can ask the senior brother who is making offerings in the Central South Courtyard." ”

This is also a hidden needle, we have not yet consulted and dialectic, you think it can't be cured, isn't it a bit excessive?

"I still admire Imperial Physician Wang's methods," Dean Ye arched his hand, he knew this person.

But he didn't think that the other party's means could surpass Yin Jiutian, because there was something in his heart, and the attitude he showed was a bit casual, "Dare to ask, can you contact Senior Brother Gui now?"

Imperial Physician Wang's face sank, and he snorted for a long time, "When everyone is helpless, it's not too late to contact Senior Brother." ”

The heart of the doctor's parents, according to the disease that he can't cure, should let the virtuous person be right, but the other party looks down on him so much, he wants to take a look, why do you underestimate people?

He couldn't take this case himself, but there were so many Qihuang masters on the scene, everyone got together to discuss, express their opinions and avoid their weaknesses, and there may not be no way, and severe consultation was originally common.

Of course, such a consultation may also develop into a controversy, and it is not uncommon for even a big fight.

When Dean Ye heard this, he had a more direct understanding of this person's level, he nodded with a dark face, but said in his heart: Quack!

Then he looked at them one by one, and when he saw Li Yongsheng and Wang Zhiyun, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and when he saw the pink-clothed woman beside them, he muttered in his heart: Xiaotang is ...... What the hell?

However, at this time, he was not in the mood to ask more, but President Liang came over and whispered like a treasure, "Dean Ye, the one who is diagnosed now is Master Zhang, the founding disciple of Nanyang...... The medical skills can be compared to the two masters of Yin and Liu. ”

"You invited him?" Dean Ye glanced at him lightly and bowed slightly, "Not bad." ”

President Liang smiled slightly and replied humbly, "It should be." ”

While speaking, Master Zhang almost checked two sticks of incense, his brows became tighter and tighter, his lips became thinner and thinner, and his face became more and more ugly.

Suddenly, his body shook his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", staining half of the soft couch red.

The young man who was meditating seemed to move slightly, but it seemed to be a hallucination.

Master Zhang raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, let go of the hand that diagnosed the pulse, and took out a white handkerchief to wipe his mouth and hands.

Then he sat for a few more breaths before he staggered to his feet and walked down the hall.

President Liang greeted him first and spoke in a low voice, "Master Zhang has worked hard, it is really hard, can it be cured?"

Master Zhang glanced at him indifferently and shook his head very dryly, "It can't be cured, you have found the wrong person!"

"Looking for the wrong person?" President Liang was stunned.

"What does Master Zhang mean by this?" someone asked again, "We can consult together, the so-called one person counts the short ......"

"I won't be ugly after the consultation," Master Zhang shook his head very dryly, "After half a day of diagnosis and treatment, I am already exhausted and exhausted, and I want to go back to rest early." ”

"Master Zhang listens to it, it's always okay," Dean Ye finally spoke up, he spoke with a smile, "It's really a sin to make the master so tired that he vomits blood, I also have a clean room here, the master can rest, and let me talk about my heart." ”

Master Zhang glanced at him, hesitated slightly, and nodded, "Dean Ye, right? ”

In fact, he regretted it, why was I so cheap just now, I must not have to diagnose the pulse with a suspensory filament?

After diagnosing the pulse, it was really difficult for him to make up his mind, so he sent the spiritual energy into the other party's body to probe - a doctor with high cultivation sometimes does this, but most of the time, it is only the same disciple and brother who can do this.

He investigated, and couldn't figure out whether he was alive or dead, so he tried to touch the other party's sea of qi - for the healer, it was a big taboo to do this without the consent of the other party.

Although he was already very careful, for fear of hurting the other party, who would have thought that before he touched the sea of qi, a strange aura counterattacked.

Fortunately, he had the intention of leaving as soon as he touched it, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly retreated, but Rao was like this, and the aura brushed against him, and it also hit him and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Originally, Master Zhang thought that this young man was a child of a big family and had no cultivation, but he didn't expect that this person himself was extremely high in cultivation.

He wasn't sure how high the cultivation was, but at least the least, a mid-level cultivation couldn't run, and it was more likely to be a high-level cultivation.

Only then did Master Zhang react, people want to diagnose the pulse, not to be disrespectful to the doctor, but to protect the doctor, for fear that they will hurt themselves when they are in a hurry!

Thinking about this, it's no wonder that his face can look good, this Nima is purely self-inflicted!

Especially when the other party counterattacked with aura, the skin on his body was like an overpower for a moment, which made his fingers slightly numb, and he realized that this was not a disease that could be cured by doctors, and he needed to invite a high-level cultivator to do it.

That's why he said, you have found the wrong person, and as for the details, he will not say, so as to save people from embarrassment.

However, it wasn't until Dean Ye personally stopped him and spoke out to save him that he realized that people would rather be misunderstood than tell the identity of this young man, proving that this person's identity is extremely sensitive.

At the same time, this person's cultivation is ...... Oddly high!

After reacting to this, he understood that if he wanted to leave forcibly, maybe something bad would happen - everyone else was a suspensory pulse, and he could leave if he wanted to, but he couldn't go!

Dissecting all this cause and effect, Master Zhang simply wanted to cry without tears: Isn't this Nima a yin person?

He only cared about complaining about the heavens, and his soul wandered out of the world for a while, until someone spoke out again, and then woke him up, "Master Zhang, what do you think of this serious injury and loss of soul?"

It was President Liang who spoke, and he was looking at himself blankly.

Although Master Zhang has been absent-minded, the process of everyone's discussion still entered his ears, dialectical dialectic, and everyone unanimously agreed that this person was seriously injured and lost his soul.

I have to say that what these people said is really reasonable, because the young man's pulse and breath are very weak, and the person is unconscious, which is very consistent with the characteristics of soul loss.

As for the serious injury, it was just a guess, Imperial Physician Wang was very sure that this person should not have no cultivation at all, and now although the pulse was extremely weak, he could not feel the slightest aura, and it could only be said that this person had suffered a serious injury.

And because there were no obvious scars on the appearance of this person, and no abnormal aura entered the body, he boldly speculated that this person may have taken strange things that widened the meridians, making the body a sieve, transparent inside and out, and unable to store spiritual energy.

It is recognized that serious injuries and souls are lost, but there is a huge disagreement about where the injuries come from and how they should be treated.

Master Zhang knew that there was nothing wrong with a lot of analysis by Imperial Physician Wang, but ...... If you have guessed the wrong person's cultivation at all, then all the treatment methods are wrong.

"I don't know about this person's illness and I don't have an opinion," he said lightly.

Imperial Physician Wang snorted dissatisfied, "You think we are not right, you can point it out, blindly cherish the broom, do you think it is appropriate to do this?"

That's true, but do you think I want to? Master Zhang just can't hear it.

Intentionally or unconsciously, he glanced at the young cultivator.

Maybe...... Is it really only acupuncture that can treat this person's condition?

(Updated to, Summon Commuter Pass.) (To be continued.) )