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Chapter 4 The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate(1/2)

Lin Yun kindly reminded him, but Xia Yuwei didn't listen at all.

"I said that when I treat people in the future, don't interrupt!" Xia Yuwei glared at Lin Yun with a look of disgust.

Jin Shirong glanced at Lin Yun and turned to look at Xia Yuwei: "Are you sure about this girl?"

"It's just to let him sleep, and every doctor who knows acupuncture can do it."

"I am absolutely sure, Mr. Jin, don't worry!" Xia Yuwei promised confidently.

"Okay, that old annoyed girl, let's do it!"

Lin Yun is not persuading him, and he can't kill anyone anyway.

Xia Yuwei skillfully slaps three needles on the young man's head. The young man struggled for a while and suddenly stopped.

"Okay!" Xia Yuwei smiled proudly.

Jin Shirong also breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "Although the girl is young, she is very skilled in medical skills, and I admire her!"

"Mr. Jin, you're welcome. I'll check him now!"

Xia Yuwei stepped forward and reached out to check the pulse of the young man's neck.

A sudden change occurred!

The originally sleepy young man suddenly rose up and bit Xia Yuwei's fair jade hand.

ah!

Liu Li exclaimed in fear.

Xia Yuwei was stunned: "Impossible, how could such a simple acupuncture technique fail!"

At the critical moment, Lin Yun came directly to Xia Yuwei at one step and three meters away.

Bang!

With a crisp slap, the young man fell on the pillow by Lin Yun.

Lin Yun pulled Xia Yuwei, who was still in a daze, to the side.

"What are you doing!" Liu Li was furious: "Why should I hit my son!"

Although Jin Shirong did not scold Lin Yun, his face was gloomy and a trace of killing flashed in his eyes.

Lin Yun let go of Xia Yuwei, ignored the angry Liu Li, but looked at Jin Shirong expressionlessly.

"If you don't want your son to die, shut up!"

Liu Li really didn't dare to say anything and glared at Lin Yun angrily.

"Not anyone can beat my son. You need to give me an explanation!" Jin Shirong's voice will reveal his murderous intent.

Lin Yun snatched a silver needle from Xia Yuwei and walked towards the young man.

Without waiting for everyone to react, he stabbed the young man's Zhong acupoint with an injection.

This is what Lin Yun explained to him.

The silver needle penetrated three points from bottom to top, which seemed extremely fast, but it was extremely labor-intensive.

"The Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Sect is specialized in treating all evil and madness, and is best at dealing with this evil spirit."

"One needle in the ghost palace stops, and the lower needle on the left is out on the right."

This is the thirteen acupuncture song of the ghost gate.

The young man suddenly stopped struggling and immediately woke up.

“Where is this?”

"Yuanbao, you are awake!" Liu Li was overjoyed.

Jin Shirong also looked excited and lay beside the young man and asked, "Yuanbao, how do you feel?"

"Dad, what's wrong with me?" Jin Yuanbao looked around with a puzzled look on his face.

At this time, the old and the young walked into the ward.

"Mr. Jin, sorry, I'm late!" The old man in a white coat had apologetic expression on his face.

Jin Shirong was overjoyed and walked over to grab the old man's hands: "Director Zhou, you are finally here!"

This is Zhou Qinghe, the director of the People's Hospital. He is upright. Lin Yun was hospitalized when he was sick in his previous life and received his favor.

Zhou Qinghe pointed to the young man beside him with a somewhat arrogant expression and said, "There is a reason why I came late. Look who did I invite?"

Jin Shirong asked in confusion: "Who is this?"

"The grandson of Doctor Ye, the genius doctor in the capital!" Zhou Qinghe's voice was excited.

"It turns out to be the genius doctor Xiao Ye, who is disrespectful!" Jin Shirong bowed and bowed.

The name of Doctor Ye is well-known in the Chinese clan. Even a big figure like Jin Shirong can only respect him.

After all, people will get sick, and at critical moments, they will have to help their lives.

"Mr. Jin, you are welcome! I was invited by Dean Zhou to see your son!"

Although Ye Shengming said modest words, no one could tell the arrogant look on his face.

"Doctor Xiao Ye, come and have a look. The little brother had an injection just now, and my son is awake."

Jin Shirong said and hurriedly stepped back and made way for Ye Shengming.

Ye Shengming smiled playfully and said, "A needle is it? Is it acupuncture?"

He smiled contemptuously, obviously looking down on Lin Yun's needle.

Jin Shirong didn't understand his intentions and answered truthfully: "That's right!"

Zhou Qinghe smiled and said, "Mr. Jin, do you know what is the title of Doctor Ye?"

"I wish to hear it carefully!" Jin Shirong bowed.

"Ye Shenjian!" Zhou Qing River Channel.

Jin Shirong exclaimed: "I understand. So what Dr. Xiaoye is best at is acupuncture!"

Ye Shengming looked at the young man with a slight smug look. When he saw the silver needle in the young man's acupoint, his face suddenly changed.

"Mens! What disease did he have? You actually pierced someone else's big acupoint!" Ye Shengming stared at Lin Yun and shouted angrily.

Jin Shirong looked worried: "What happens if the Renzhong acupoint is pierced?"

"If you are crazy, you will die if you are serious!" Ye Shengming's voice was stern.

"Ah! Then is it important for my son?" Jin Shirong was almost scared of a heart attack.

"It's okay, since your son is fine, it proves that this shot is not serious."

Only then did Jin Shirong feel relieved.

Ye Shengming looked at Lin Yun coldly and shouted: "Boy, I ask you, what disease does he have? You actually pierced someone else's big acupoint!"

Lin Yun glanced at him coldly and his voice was indifferent: "I have been doing my whole life, why should I explain it to you!"

Ye Shengming sneered: "I don't think you know at all!"

Lin Yun turned his face and ignored him directly.

Ye Shengming's face turned pale. He followed his grandfather to travel all over the Chinese land. People respectfully called him Xiao Ye's miracle doctor, and no one dared to underestimate him.

But in this little Linzhou City, it was actually ignored by an unknown man!

Seeing the two of them being nervous, Zhou Qinghe hurriedly smiled and smoothed out: "This little brother, the patient is the most important thing, I hope the little brother will tell you the truth!"

Zhou Qinghe was kind to Lin Yun in his previous life, and Lin Yun could not bear to offend him.

"He was not sick, but was invaded by the anger. As long as he drove away the anger in his body and found out the source of the anger to solve it, he would be fine!"

"Hostful?" Jin Shirong was a little suspicious, Lin Yun said a little mysterious!

"snort!"

"Boy, just forget it if you can't see the cause of the disease. You can fool patients with this kind of ghost saying, it's simply a scum in my medical world!"

"Luckily, I'm here today, and I will definitely expose your true face!"

Ye Shengming pointed at Lin Yun and shouted angrily with a sarcastic look on his face.

Even Zhou Qinghe smiled bitterly. He had never heard of a resentment after practicing medicine for decades.

Xia Yuwei, who woke up next to her, also frowned secretly, and her eyes looked at Lin Yun with disgust.

"Lin Yun, in front of Doctor Xiao Ye and Dean Zhou, don't talk nonsense!" Xia Yuwei advised kindly.

Lin Yun glanced at her with a cold look. She had just saved her, and not only did she not be grateful, she actually spoke to outsiders.

It's no wonder that she would betray herself in her previous life.

"I have said the cause of the disease, do you believe it or not?" After that, Lin Yun carried his hands on his back, looked up at the ceiling, and ignored everyone.

Jin Shirong was worried about his son's safety. Seeing that he had offended Lin Yun, he could only pin his hopes on Ye Shengming.
To be continued...
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