The solid holy light potion, not to mention Han Dong, a small level 2 alchemist, even the Peinkui alchemist who develops the holy light potion, may not be able to refine the perfect quality solid holy light potion.

Han Dong looked at the holy light potion in his palm that looked like a golden broad bean, and he was secretly lamenting that he had lost his luck. Even if he asked him to refine it ten or a hundred times, he would not have the confidence to refine another solid holy light potion.

With this solid holy light potion, Han Dong was suddenly relieved. Not to mention that his mother was just contaminated with some evil spirit aura, even if an evil spirit really appeared, with this solid holy light potion, Han Dong was confident that he could kill the other party in seconds!

After hesitating for a moment, Han Dong put away the solid holy light potion, picked up another portion of the holy light potion material, and began to refine it for the second time.

Ten minutes later, the Holy Light Potion was successfully refined. Han Dong waited for a while. Unfortunately, it did not appear as boiling as before. He could only take out a glass test tube and fill a light golden potion at the bottom of the pot.

Before he knew it, more than thirty minutes had passed. There was not much time left for Han Dong. After putting the remaining herbs, Han Dong rushed out of the house and ran towards the hospital.

...

In a conference room at Boai Hospital, Zhou Qinian stood on the podium and talked happily. There were more than a dozen doctors in white coats sitting below, all of whom looked quite young.

What Zhou Qinian said on stage was the ancestral Zhou’s acupuncture technique, but the content mentioned did not involve the real secret of acupuncture, but was just talked about in general terms, so it sounded a little empty.

This made the dozen doctors sitting in the audience look disappointed on their faces.

"Acupuncture emphasizes the meridians and acupoints. Controlling the pulse and pointing the acupoints is the most basic operation. A small silver needle can stop bleeding, mobilize vitality, and even rescue patients who are dying..." Zhou Qinian took out a silver needle as thin as a hair and showed it to everyone.

Zhou Qinian's speech was a bit boring. At the beginning, the doctors sitting down could still maintain basic politeness and listen carefully, but twenty minutes later, the doctors with a confused look on their faces began to whisper.

"Is the acupuncture he mentioned also a medical technique? Why do I sound like a magical method?"

"Why didn't he say that he could live and die with a silver needle? That would sound even more interesting."

"It means that the medical equipment our hospital spends millions of dollars to buy every year is not as good as a silver needle in his hand? What a joke!"

"We have all heard of Zhou Yin's title. I thought I had real skills, but now why do I feel like a storyteller? Is he talking about legend?"

...

The voices of discussions between the audience became louder and louder, and in the end it even affected Zhou Qinian's speech. At some point, Zhou Qinian had stopped and looked at the doctors below with a blank expression. A trace of unobserved contempt flashed in his eyes.

"What qualifications do doctors created on this assembly line have to question my medical skills?" Zhou Qinian said in his heart: "My acupuncture technique is not the only one in the world, but there are not many people in the entire Xibo City and even the entire Xibowen Principality who can compare with me!"

Seeing Zhou Qinian stopping, the doctor below stopped talking, and the conference room suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhou's acupuncture technique is a unique skill. Even if you learn a little bit, you will benefit greatly in your life!" An old man in a white coat stood up and said loudly at the back of the conference room.

The old man invited Zhou Qinian to give a speech and introduced Zhou's acupuncture technique, Sun Ziwen, deputy director of Boai Hospital.

Sun Ziwen looked young and energetic, and her eyes swept across the doctors sitting under the stage like searchlights, which immediately made these doctors nervous, a little bit uncomfortable.

"Yes, what President Sun taught is that we all heard about Mr. Zhou's acupuncture technique. When I heard it today, it turned out to be amazing, amazing!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou is a guest of several major families in Xibo City, so medical skills are of course not something to say."

A sound of hypocritical compliments sounded. These doctors dared to mock Zhou Qinian in person, but they dared not sting their stings in front of Sun Ziwen. Otherwise, the emergency night shift for you for the first half of the year would definitely make you worse than death.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, don't be angry. These young people have never seen you. Why don't we go to the ward to explore the ward?" Sun Ziwen smiled and said, "Look for a few cases, Mr. Zhou will show them so that these guys can also see the world and have a long experience!"

Zhou Qinian was stunned, then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Sun Ziwen, you have made this idea from the beginning. What is the speech that introduces Zhou's acupuncture technique. It sounds nice. Humph! You are trying to help me become a strong man and solve your problems."

"Hey, you can't say that, just communicate with each other, communicate with each other!" Sun Ziwen said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Qinian has a high medical skills, but the cost of visiting is too expensive. Only those rich people in Xibo City can afford him. Sun Ziwen has invited him to Boai Hospital more than once, and is even willing to create a special acupuncture department for him, but Zhou Qinian refused and is only willing to stay in the Cixintang pharmacy for retirement.

This time, because several patients were in special condition, Sun Ziwen attacked Zhou Qinian and even let Tao Li, the owner of Cixintang, be a lobbyist, which made Zhou Qinian come to Boai Hospital.

"Let's go, I really have a few difficult and complicated diseases. I have done all kinds of examinations, but I can't find out the reason. I just let Mr. Zhou see. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Mr. Zhou can't stop saving his life!" Sun Ziwen pulled Zhou Qinian's sleeve and walked towards the hospitalization department.

"Hey hey hey, don't pull, don't pull, I'll go by myself, let's see if you have the demeanor of a hospital director, you're simply a living bandit..." Zhou Qinian shouted.

"Vice Dean, Deputy, just make a living..."

...

Han Xiaojie was sitting by her mother's bed protecting her. The doctor said that her mother would wake up soon, but after waiting for more than half an hour, her mother showed no sign of waking up. Instead, her face became increasingly ugly. A gray mark lingered between her mother Shen Juan's eyebrows.

But Han Xiaojie didn't see all this, just looked at her mother with a worried look on her face. At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.

The inpatient department is generally very quiet. In order for the patient to cultivate in a quiet environment, the noise at this time broke the silence, and Han Xiaojie couldn't help but frown.

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Chapter completed!