"Zhang Yu, we are your seniors at least. Please be careful when you speak!"
"So young and ignorant of the importance of speaking. What if you grow up?"
"Young man, don't be so arrogant as a person. Even your master, the 'needle king', will give us some thin face."
......
The old Chinese doctors at the scene were all respected doctors. Faced with Zhang Yu's provocation, they certainly had an objection.
"My master gives you a favor, but it is a reason not to give it. Which one of you is unwilling to accept that you have a way to compete with me for medical skills? Come on!! Or come on? Maybe you are going together?" Zhang Yu looked in a state of power and refused to forgive him.
He pointed at these old seniors and said arrogantly and provocatively.
"Damn it!"
The old Chinese doctors at the scene lowered their heads and did not dare to confront Zhang Yu head-on because they knew that Zhang Yu had received the true teachings of the "King of Needles", especially the "Thirteen Agents of Tianmen" were even more amazing.
It is rumored that the "Thirteen Injections of the Heavenly Gate" has the magical effect of bringing back the dead and curing all diseases.
"A group of dead old men with stubborn thoughts!" Zhang Yu snorted coldly.
"Doctor Ye, don't you take action to compete with him? Destroy his majesty? Let him know what it means to "There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky"?" Ye Qingshan's eyes were filled with a hint of petition. Ye Fan's medical skills were so powerful,
Respect the seniors.
But Zhang Yu had no respect at all.
Ye Fan glanced at the city leader’s condition, and then smiled meaningfully: “It’s okay! He likes to show off, so let him do it.”
"But......"
Ye Qingshan still wanted to speak, but Ye Fan said so, and he didn't force him.
After all, Zhang Yu’s “Thirteen Instruments in the Heavenly Gate” is quite powerful. Perhaps Ye Fan did not dare to take action because he was afraid of the “Thirteen Instruments in the Heavenly Gate”.
I saw Zhang Yu walk forward and speak with a swearing look on his face, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I am the chief disciple of "King of Needle". I have learned the true teachings of Master. If I take action, your wife will definitely not.
Something is wrong."
"Really? Then I'll bother the miracle doctor." Lord Zhang hurriedly thanked.
"It's okay!! For me, it's just a small matter." Zhang Yu slapped his chest with confidence and said.
Then, he began to take the pulse for the wife of the Shishou. After some examination, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth because he had basically found out the cause of the patient.
Then, he took out the silver needle, and after briefly disinfecting, he began to use the "Thirteen Needles of Tianmen".
But when he was just about to acupuncture, Ye Fan reminded him coldly and said, "Zhang Yu, I will give you a reminder. The 'Tith Three Acupuncture' will not only not cure the wife's disease, but will instead aggravate the wife's condition."
"Ye Fan, are you teaching me how to do things?" Zhang Yu snorted coldly, and mocked with disdain on his face: "When I came here to practice medicine, you were still playing with mud and sand!! Do you dare to point fingers in front of me?"
"If you don't believe it, you can try it!" Ye Fan smiled coldly and said meaningfully.
Oh? If you give you sunshine, you will be brilliant, right?
A hint of displeasure flashed in front of Zhang Yu's eyes, so he deliberately said to the city leader: "Mr. Zhang, when I used the 'Tith Thirteen Needles of Heaven', I don't like someone to point fingers around me."
"Don't worry! I'll drive you out for you." Lord Zhang was determined to save his wife, so of course he had to follow Zhang Yu's wishes.
He turned around, pointed at Ye Fan, and said seriously: "Old Ye, is he your friend? Now Doctor Zhang wants him to leave, I will give you face, so you can let him leave on his own."
"Mr. Zhang, I promise you that Dr. Ye will not interrupt again, nor will he disturb Zhang Yu to save people. Can you give me a face and let Dr. Ye stay?" Ye Qingshan didn't want Ye Fan to be embarrassed, so he politely said that he was polite.
persuaded.
"As long as he doesn't make a sound, he can stay!! But if he disturbs Doctor Zhang, don't blame me for not giving you face." Lord Zhang said coldly with a serious expression.
"Don't worry!! He must be silent!" Ye Qingshan nodded quickly.