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Chapter 1860 Borrowing a Needle

As we all know, silver needles are like life to a doctor.

The most ordinary doctor always keeps his silver needle close to his body.

And everyone knows that everyone uses silver needles differently, and even the silver needles they are used to using are different.

Moreover, looking at the prescriptions Lu Ye had prescribed before, most of them involved silver needles, so it was obvious that he was also a traditional healer.

But now, Lu Ye actually wants to borrow a silver needle from someone else.

This is so ridiculous.

What exactly does he want to do?

Is it possible that the previous Ten Pavilions and Hundred Answers were really just talk on paper?

Even the face of the living ghost changed instantly, as if he had thought of something.

He immediately stood up and said, "I think everyone is tired. Why don't we adjourn the meeting for ten minutes and then continue with the second phase of the activity ten minutes later."

The smile on Xinglin Bodhisattva’s face became even stronger.

Everything was within his expectations.

This kid doesn't even have a silver needle, how can he be qualified to be a doctor?

He nodded, "Okay, I will adjourn the meeting for ten minutes. I hope you can borrow your usual silver needle, Lu Ye."

When he said the last sentence, he looked strange.

Everyone could hear what he meant.

People at the scene rested in place, and order gradually became chaotic.

A trace of evil flashed in Mr. Miaoshou's eyes, and he walked in one direction and called a person to a place where no one could see him.

No one noticed Mr. Miaoshou's actions.

And a living ghost immediately pulled Lu Ye aside and asked in a low voice: "Lu Ye, what on earth are you doing?"

Lu Ye looked calm and composed, "I want to borrow a silver needle. Is there any problem?"

Lu Ye's Long Live Demonic Lotus has fallen. Aren't you here to find a way to restore the Long Live Demonic Lotus?

So he doesn’t have a silver needle in his hand at the moment. Is it wrong to ask someone to borrow a silver needle?

Reasonable.

However, Yishou Gui said depressedly: "Do you know how much misunderstanding your words have caused to others?

Everyone must think that you are just beeping with your mouth and not with your hands, so what should you do now?"

"Whether it works or not, won't you know if you give it a try?"

Lu Ye said indifferently.

His current thoughts are on that magical spiritual root medicine.

There was an unexpected harvest from this trip, which was pretty good.

It seems that after this game is over, I will try to open my spiritual roots immediately.

I just don’t know what kind of spiritual roots I will awaken.

The living ghost in one hand looked at Lu Ye's appearance and sighed helplessly.

He seemed to understand something in his heart.

However, he still comforted himself in his heart. For a person to be able to write such an amazing treatment method in such a short period of time is enough to be famous throughout the ages.

How can you still expect him to be omnipotent?

People always have shortcomings.

Lu Ye probably spent his entire life on the study of medical science, which in itself is nothing.

He is still a master of medicine! Thinking this way, he felt a little relieved that he was a living ghost.

He took out his own set of silver needles and handed them to Lu Ye, "Do you think my silver needles are still suitable?"

The living ghost's silver needle glowed with a gleaming blue light, and it was obviously not a mortal thing.

But Lu Ye just glanced at it, turned it over and put it away, "It's okay, these are just minor problems, as long as they are there."

Seeing Lu Ye's indifferent expression, Ishou Gui felt even more confident.

Even this personal item is so careless, it must be the same as anything else.

That’s all.

He patted Lu Ye on the shoulder and said: "Okay, just do your best. You have already amazed the world today. If they want to continue to make things difficult for you, don't even think about it! I am here to ensure that you are not only safe today"

No matter what happens, lotus flowers will grow every step of the way!"

Lu Ye smiled and thanked politely.

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave.

The living ghost behind him seemed to have suddenly thought of something, grabbed Lu Ye, and whispered: "I'm serious, you must not act on your impulse later, do it if you can, and give up if you can't, but

You must not act recklessly and give the patient..." "What did you give him?"

There was a faint smile on Lu Ye's face.

The expression of Yishou Gui was stiff, as if he was hesitant to speak. Finally, he reluctantly let go of Lu Ye's hand and said, "It's okay, just take it easy anyway."

Lu Ye took a deep look at the living ghost, then said nothing and walked outside.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and order was restored to the scene.

Everyone looked at Lu Ye with burning eyes.

Xinglin Bodhisattva smiled and said: "How is it?

Can i do it now?"

Lu Ye shrugged, "Okay."

After saying that, he walked towards the first pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, the person was standing in front of the patient in the first pavilion.

The patient was helped up from the bed and sat on the bed.

Lu Ye flipped it over and revealed a hand of living ghost silver needles.

Just as he was about to perform the acupuncture, Xinglin Bodhisattva loudly said: "Wait a minute, I still want to make the rules clear.

The method you want to use must be the answer you just wrote, so that you can confirm each other."

Lu Ye smiled and said, "Then it seems I have no choice?"

Because everyone has heard it before, most of the answers written by Lu Ye are the combination of medicine and silver needles, or even the combination of internal strength.

Treatments using simple drugs and silver needles are very rare.

Because everyone knows that the difficulty of treatment with pure silver needles increases exponentially.

But when Xinglin Bodhisattva said this, Lu Ye really had no choice.

Because every pavilion in Lu Ye only writes about one type of pure silver acupuncture therapy.

However, no medicinal materials were prepared for Lu Ye at the scene. Obviously, time did not allow it, and Xinglin Bodhisattva did it deliberately.

This is to forcibly increase the difficulty, asking Lu Ye to cross the single-plank bridge.

The one-handed living ghost obviously also knew Xinglin Bodhisattva's thoughts, but he had already preconceived the stereotype that Lu Ye was not good at actual combat, so there was no need to prepare medicine.

"Haha, since you wrote it yourself, you must be confident enough. I'm looking forward to this."

Xinglin Bodhisattva said in a strange tone.

"Okay, I don't care."

Lu Ye pinched the silver needle, felt its texture, and felt confident about using it hard.

"Hahaha, okay! I just like your cheerful energy! As soon as we think about the treasure of the Immortal Prison, we are waving to you! I hope you are such a destined person! Let's get started!"

Xinglin Bodhisattva reiterated the temptation before giving up the place to Lu Ye.

But he stood behind Lu Ye, staring at the silver needle in Lu Ye's hand without blinking, not wanting to miss a single moment of this kid's ugly appearance.

Lu Ye let out a gentle breath, and suddenly the silver needle on his finger shot out towards the patient like a blue flower! As fast as lightning and as brilliant as stars! The breathing of the whole audience suddenly stopped!

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