Because Ye Fan is only a master of poison, not a master of medicine!
At this time, Ye Fan looked at Zhao Shilin with playful eyes.
From the beginning, Zhao Shilin was like a monkey jumping up and down in front of him, constantly provoking himself.
However, he was not in a hurry to go back with a slap in the face. He wanted to see how much the miracle doctor Zhao Shilin invited came over.
At this time, everyone's eyes were on Liu Wanli.
I saw him take out a set of silver needles wrapped in scalp rolls from the medicine box. When the scroll was opened, countless silver needles were neatly arranged inside.
There are longs and shorts!
Some are thick and some are thin!
Seeing such an antique scroll, everyone couldn't help but become curious.
At this time, someone asked Liu Wanli, "Miracle Doctor Liu! Your scalp scroll looks old! Where did it come from?"
Liu Wanli straightened his back and said with a lively expression: "This is an heirloom passed down from my ancestors...the Thirteen Needles of Destiny!"
"Huh? The Thirteen Needles of Destiny! It sounds really awesome! By the way, Divine Doctor Liu, was your ancestor also a doctor?" Someone couldn't help but asked curiously.
Liu Wanli stroked his long white beard and said with a proud face: "My ancestors have always been imperial doctors! They have treated emperors of all dynasties! My great-great-great-grandfather was even considered the best in the world by Kangxi.
Miracle doctor!"
"Shall I go? It turns out that Dr. Liu's ancestor was so awesome that he actually treated Kangxi?"
"No wonder Doctor Liu is so powerful! It turns out that his medical skills are passed down from ancestors!"
"As soon as Divine Doctor Liu entered the door just now, I felt that he was unfathomable! Now it seems that my intuition was indeed right! Divine Doctor Liu! He is amazing!"
...
Knowing that Liu Wanli's ancestor was actually the imperial physician in the palace, everyone looked at Liu Wanli with even more admiration.
And Zhao Shilin straightened his back, with an indescribable sense of pride on his face.
Because he was the one who invited Liu Wanli from the capital, being able to hire such a powerful person made him feel even more proud.
But Zhao Shilin was a man who was unforgiving when he was in power. He looked like a villain and deliberately provoked Ouyang Dong: "Ouyang Dong! In fact, it's my fault that I didn't tell you in advance today that I invited Dr. Liu! If I had said
Now, you don’t have to come here! Alas! I’m really sorry that I have to make your trip in vain now! Hahahaha!”
"hateful!"
Ouyang Dong gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and trembled, obviously very angry.
At this time, he subconsciously looked at Ye Fan. He originally thought that Ye Fan would have some feelings, but what surprised him was that Ye Fan looked calm and relaxed, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Oh my god! Mr. Ye has been ridiculed to this extent, and he doesn’t react at all?
Could it be! He really only knows how to use poison but not medicine?
When he thought of this, Ouyang Dong's eyes became even more disappointed, and he even regretted calling Ye Fan to come over and help.
Because asking Ye Fan to come over to help is simply humiliating oneself.
At this time, Ye Fan looked at Liu Wanli doing acupuncture with a calm expression.
When Liu Wanli was about to insert the needle into the acupuncture point, a burst of indifferent and disdainful voices suddenly sounded from the scene.
"Miracle Doctor Liu! If you take this injection, your reputation will be ruined!"
At this time, the person speaking was none other than Ye Fan. This chapter has been completed!