"Let him treat him, I will take responsibility if something happens." The doctor said, "I have a doctor, and the doctor Lin Yun had a little impression of him, and that doctor was one of the doctors he had recommended before.

"Director Lin, this... is a bit unruly." The doctor said to the doctor who just came out.

Dean Lin looked at him and said coldly: "I said something and I am responsible."

"Yes." The doctor answered respectfully and said no more, but he didn't think so in his heart. Although he was responsible for something happening now, if something really happened, it was the little people who took the blame.

"But, Mr. Lin, can I let me see your medical practice process? I will never disturb you." Director Lin was extremely respectful when he spoke to Lin Yun. This attitude not only surprised Mr. Qiu, but also surprised the doctor.

Lin Yun smiled faintly: "What's wrong with this?" His golden needle cannot be learned by someone else's glance.

Several people followed to the ward of Mr. Qiu's daughter, and the doctor followed. He wanted to see how such a young man could overcome problems that could not be solved by the medical community.

To be honest, Mr. Qiu is a little convinced of Lin Yun now. He can really see the scars on the back of his daughter's head at a glance. This is a mechanical eye. Now that Dean Lin is so respectful to him, it means that Lin Yun not only has achievements in carving, but may also have extraordinary achievements in medicine. If this is true, then this person is too perfect.

Lin Yun took a few steps forward, and a golden needle flew out of his hand and inserted it on the girl's head. He followed behind and showed a contemptuous smile, muttering in a low voice: "Hehe, acupuncture? Why do I think this thing? If this thing can cure her, I will not do it, the doctor."

Dean Lin seemed to hear the doctor's muttering softly, and glared at him before the doctor closed his mouth.

Lin Yun stabbed twelve golden needles into the girl's head one after another, and took them out for a moment. After a few rounds and turns, blood color appeared on the girl's bloodless face. The blood accelerated circulation, and the blood stasis accumulated in the brain cavity was forced out by Lin Yun with the golden needle, and gradually entered the blood circulation, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Lin Yun took back the golden needle and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, all the blood stasis has been eliminated. Feed her more water and you can be discharged from the hospital in less than a few days."

The doctor was so shocked that he could hardly speak, and even Dean Lin was stunned. He knew that Lin Yun had excellent medical skills, but he did not expect that he was so bizarre that he was now.

This kind of surgery for blood dissipation in the brain cavity, even if the spread is not serious, requires several old doctors to perform the operation, which lasts more than ten hours, and may not have such rapid results.

He took a few golden needles and discharged completely spread blood from the brain cavity for more than ten minutes. Is this Chinese medicine? Is Chinese medicine really like in novels and TV series, but it has not been passed down? And the person in front of him proves the incredibleness of Chinese medicine.

Mr. Qiu looked at his rosy daughter and couldn't help crying. He knelt directly in front of Lin Yun and kowtowed three times: "Sir, I am willing to repay you with your kindness."

Lin Yun helped Mr. Qiu up: "Don't take it seriously, senior."

How could he not take it seriously? This is his beloved and only daughter.

"I don't know if Mr. Lin can accept disciples. I have been shocked by your medical skills. Traditional Chinese medicine is more than a hundred times better than Western medicine. I am already preparing to learn traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know if Mr. Lin can accept disciples." President Lin asked Lin Yun very respectfully.

If he could learn this medical skill, his status in the medical field would rise steadily, so if he really wanted to learn the golden needle, it would be worth it to recognize a young man who was a few decades younger than him as his teacher.

The doctor who followed behind realized why a dean would be so respectful to a young man. It turned out that he had such a tremendous medical skill.

Lin Yun shook his head: "If I accept a disciple, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by my master." He could think of the way Mr. Yang beat him up, and scolded him: "You are just a half-bad guy, and you are still teaching others?"

Dean Lin showed a regretful expression: "It's abrupt."

"Then I'll go back first, don't worry, I will do what I promised you." Lin Yun looked back and said to Mr. Qiu. The more capable a scumbag Cheng Qingwu will have, the greater the harm it will cause to society, and he will definitely get rid of this harm.

When Mr. Qiu thought of his daughter being killed, he pretended to be suicide after being killed, he became even more angry.

"It's enough. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I keep it all in my heart. I don't have to take risks to seek justice for my daughter. I will call the police and let him spend his next life in prison." Mr. Qiu said gritting his teeth.

"Old Qiu, it's useless, there is no evidence. They can bribe the hospital and eliminate the evidence." After all, Mr. Wu is a bystander, without any emotion, and can see it more clearly.

"The scars in his brain are evidence." Mr. Qiu said.

Lin Yun shook his head: "That scar has been going on for so long and can't be judged as a fatal injury. And you can't prove that the scar has something to do with the Cheng family. They can even be said to be the effect of your daughter's sleeping pills and suddenly fell to the ground and hit it."

Hearing Lin Yun's words, the light in Old Qiu's eyes disappeared, angry and helpless. The only one who could punish Cheng Qingwu was Lin Yun.

"Then let's go out first." Dean Lin said farewell as he heard the words. If he wanted to live longer, he would listen less to things that shouldn't have heard. The two of them hurriedly retreated.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qiu, Cheng Qingwu, I will not only ruin him, but I will also let him go to prison," Lin Yun said confidently.

As Lin Yun said, the evidence has basically been eliminated by the Cheng family, but for some reason, Mr. Qiu now has an inexplicable trust in Lin Yun. Even if it is impossible, it would be possible if it were Lin Yun.

Because Lin Yun brought him too many miracles, he was no longer surprised to do anything that shocked him.

After Lin Yun left the ward, he called Zhang Li.

"Mr. Zhang helped me check something."

In Changqing City, there is a person like Zhang Li, so Lin Yun can basically walk sideways.

After Lin Yun returned home for a night of warmth, he ran out in a hurry early in the morning and felt that the competition venue was at noon.

From a distance, I saw Mr. Qiu looking around in the audience, waiting for Lin Yun anxiously. When Mr. Qiu came over, his heart was considered to be on the ground.

Mr. Wu was also next to him, and it was rare for the two of them to sit together so calmly.

"Why are you here? Look, Lao Qiu is so anxious." Old Wu said when he saw Lin Yun coming.

Lin Yun smiled slightly: "I went to prepare a big gift for Cheng Qingwu."

"What gift?" When Mr. Qiu heard that it was related to Cheng Qingwu, he suddenly stood up with a bright look.

Lin Yun kept smiling: "You will know later."

As he said that, he walked towards the competition venue below, and then a group of reporters flocked to Lin Yun.

"Mr. Lin, the industry gave you a very high evaluation because of yesterday's competition, saying that you are the most invincible player below the Grandmaster. How do you view this evaluation?" A reporter asked Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's answer was very straightforward: "Yeah, the summary is very accurate."

The reporter was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Lin Yun to be so arrogant. He thought Lin Yun would pretend to be modest, which was a bit different.

"How do you think of Cheng Qingwu? I heard that this time the championship was basically between you two." The reporter continued.

Lin Yun's face suddenly became vicious: "Who is my opponent, is he worthy?"

The whole audience was so excited that it was as arrogant as ever. However, his arrogance today was not as disgusting as yesterday, because he had considerable strength. This was the arrogance of young people and won the support and voices of a group of young people.

On the other hand, Cheng Qingwu spoke very humbly, and he looked kind to others. He was not only young and outstanding, but also looked well-educated. If it weren't for Mr. Qiu's incident, Lin Yun might have been deceived by his appearance.

"You are Cheng Qingwu? You are indeed a handsome talent. No wonder so many girls are hugging you." Lin Yun walked up to him and said.

Cheng Qingwu's appearance is indeed extraordinary, and the appearance of a first-line male star is probably just like this in front of him.

Cheng Qingwu looked gentle and elegant: "Brother Lin was joking, his skin was just an appearance."

"But you are just glamorous on the outside, and your body is already dirty." Lin Yun changed the subject and the smile on his face disappeared.

Cheng Qingwu did not show any resentment, and still smiled: "Everyone in the world is dirty, and you and I are not saints."

Lin Yun cursed in his heart, it was a bit difficult to deal with if he was angry.

"Since you and I have become the focus of this game, why not bet on one." Lin Yun was too lazy to anger him and started to make a bet.

It started, it started, and it was obviously more exciting to have a lot of excitement outside the court. This regular game was obviously more exciting.

"Oh? I wonder what Lin Yun wants to bet with Cheng?" Cheng Qingwu asked faintly.

Lin Yun pretended to think for a moment: "You should also know what I bet on the game. I can't play smaller and smaller as I play. That's just like the game, with both hands, how about it."

"Why are you just using your hands at any time? Is this person a little wrong?" Some people outside the court were also dissatisfied with Lin Yun.

Cheng Qingwu looked calm: "Brother Lin, I will refuse this bet. If it is something outside, I will be with you to have fun with Brother Lin, but I can't afford to bet with my arms."

Lin Yun frowned. At this age, he has such great skills, shouldn't he be young and frivolous? Even if he is not young and frivolous, he shouldn't have admitted his conscience so easily in the face of his repeated provocations.

"I heard that you are so powerful, but you are just a waste, and you just admit defeat?" Lin Yun continued to mock him.

"Brother Lin and I are both rare talents in the industry. No matter who wins this kind of bet, there will be one less carving master in Changqing City. Brother Lin, I can't agree to your rude request." Cheng Qingwu said earnestly.

This is a fucking impeccable standard answer. Compared with the two, Lin Yun is like a child from the countryside. He is arrogant and wants each other's arms, but Cheng Qingwu is like a gentle young man.

The current scenes in the audience began to tend toward Cheng Qingwu again. Some people who originally supported Lin Yun now began to feel that Cheng Qingwu had a more master style.

Mr. Qiu on the court is now anxious. Cheng Qingwu's refusal to bet so easily exceeded his imagination. This operation not only did not lead Cheng Qingwu to the hook, but instead pulled Lin Yun down and raised Cheng Qingwu.

Mr. Wu patted Mr. Qiu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Lin Yun has never disappointed me. The gift he prepared for Cheng Qingwu must be very surprised."

Mr. Qiu thought about the incredible things Lin Yun did yesterday, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded.

Seeing that the provocation was fruitless, Lin Yun gave up because there was no result in continuing the provocation. This person was really hiding and disguising. If he sat in the audience and didn't know what he did, he would think that Cheng Qingwu was a good person. This person portrayed the beastly clothes to the extreme.

Cheng Qingwu took out a piece of jade and prepared to start carving.

"Cheng Qingwu, have you lost?" Lin Yun asked calmly.

Cheng Qingwu looked at Lin Yun’s eyes: “Since I have remembered, I have never lost yet. I really want to know what it feels like to lose. I hope Brother Lin can let me know.”
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