Due to the need for daily medical treatment and disinfection, Yun Sheng's animal language ring always has wine on hand.
In this era, since there was no pure alcohol, Yun Sheng always used spirits instead of alcohol.
After arriving in Yujing, she searched for a long time before she found Shaodao Zi from Sihai Liquor House. It was the strongest wine she could find at the moment. If the alcohol content was replaced by modern alcohol, it would be at least 60 degrees.
"Alcoholic liver? What is that? I've only heard of pork liver and beef liver. Where else can there be alcoholic liver? Little girl, don't fool me. I don't understand," Yun Bazhanhe heard, his beard under the bamboo hat
Shaking and shaking.
"It was caused by excessive drinking. How is the old man's usual drinking capacity?" Yun Sheng pretended not to notice Yun Bahe's glaring look.
She and the old general must have been at odds with each other in their previous life, and they would quarrel every time they met.
"Yes! Little miracle doctor, you are right. For one meal, he drinks a jar of wine, or the kind of Shaodaozi wine from Yujing's Sihai Winery." Butler Yun became even more anxious after hearing this.
Without saying a word, he exposed Yun Bahe's background.
A jar of Sihai Winery burning knives?
A jar of wine weighs at least ten kilograms, and Yun Bahe actually drank ten kilograms of sixty-plus-degree spirits in one meal.
In the past, when meeting a patient like Yun Bahe, Yun Sheng would point at his nose and curse.
But the old man in front of her could never point her nose and curse.
Although she knew that he was Yun Bahe pretending to be someone else, Yun Canglang had already warned him about Yun Bahe's temper.
As you get older and your cultivation level doesn't improve much, your temper just keeps getting worse and worse.
Pian Yun Ba He still refuses to accept his old age, relying on his cultivation, he beats his chest every day to say that his food will taste better and his body will be better, so that if any of the doctors at Yaohuang Pavilion says that he has something wrong with his body, it must be
I was scolded so badly.
Only Yao Yuyi could barely look at his body because of Wen Daguo's skill.
"I'm not sick! You, a Mongolian doctor, are selling dog meat with sheep's heads! What about alcoholic liver and pig liver?" Yun Bahe looked unconvinced.
Yun Sheng finally understood that no matter how far a person has cultivated, even if he is a martial saint, he will still be unreasonable if he is unreasonable.
"Are you sick or not? It's not you who has the final say. I'm the doctor. If you say you're not sick, you might as well take a shot from me. If you can still stand after my shot, I'll close the free clinic immediately.
, I will no longer be involved in the medical community in Yujing from now on," Yun Sheng also felt energetic.
At this moment, the two of them were like two bulls fighting with red eyes and red necks, neither of them admitting defeat.
Yun Bahe's arrogance was now low. Uncle Yun looked on, but he was panicking. What on earth is the master doing?
He was obviously here to cheer up the little lady, but now it turned into a mess.
Deep in Yun Bahe's heart, he was secretly complaining.
If his granddaughter really closed the free clinic for this reason, wouldn't he be harming her?
The worst thing is, just wait a while, I feel aggrieved, and just give in.
Yun Bahe coughed, "One shot? One shot can make me unable to stand? Humph, this is what Wen Daguo doesn't dare to be so sure about. I will give you three shots. If you make me stand up with three shots,
If you can’t stand it anymore, I will admit it.”
Yun Bahe thought to himself, but when he looked around again, his old eyes suddenly flashed and he almost fainted.
You wouldn't know it, but at that moment, a lot of people gathered in front of the originally deserted free clinic shop.
Yun Bahe was used to shouting loudly at Yun Mansion, and with his broken gong voice, he could always shout accurately.
He was arguing vigorously and loudly, and many people gathered around him.
It's really hard to ride a tiger at this moment.
Yun Sheng was very calm. Scenes like this were not uncommon. In modern times, she had participated in a free clinic organized by the Red Cross Society. At that time, there were many more people watching.
Yun Sheng took out his Four Seasons Glazed Needle.
I saw that her few needles were only as thick as a cow's hair. They were red, yellow, blue, and green, which were very beautiful.
Yun Bahe looked at it and became even more dissatisfied, "You just use such a small needle to diagnose my disease? Huh, I think this needle can't even scratch my skin."
Yunba Hena's cultivation level is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Although he has restrained his fighting spirit, when he reaches the realm of martial saint, he can express and release his fighting spirit freely.
Once encountering an external attack, the fighting spirit in the body will automatically flow through the body surface, which is the so-called invulnerability.
Yun Bahe thought about it. These beautiful-looking needles would snap if they were inserted into them.
Yun Sheng just said that he could determine the root cause of his disease with just one injection, but Yun Bahe didn't believe it.
"Don't underestimate my needles. The last person who underestimated my needles learned a big lesson." Yun Sheng recalled Ye Beiming and Prince An earlier. If anyone laughed at Yun Sheng's needles, then
But all of them lay down obediently.
Yun Bahe snorted.
Yun Sheng began to administer the acupuncture.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
Only then did Yun Bahe realize that Yun Sheng's needle and its method of removing the needle were different from others.
Her needle was very fast, and with Yun Bahe's eyesight, he could only see Yun Sheng's hand flickering, and a needle stuck two fingers above his right abdomen.
As soon as the needle was pricked, a dense layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on Yun Bahe's skin.
Anyone who is a warrior will know that it is not goosebumps, but a layer of fighting spirit formed by fighting spirit.
Ordinary weapons cannot penetrate this layer of fighting spirit.
Yun Bahe snorted slightly proudly, but the implication was that he didn't know whether to live or die.
Huh, he's just a magician. He really thinks that those fancy magics can compare to real combat skills.
Yun Bahe secretly thought that it was time to let this little girl suffer some setbacks.
In Yun Bahe's view, although his granddaughter is very talented, she is still a bit arrogant.
She has only learned medical skills for a long time, and yet she dares to challenge Yaohuang Pavilion. She doesn't have much respect for her grandfather, so it would be good to hone her.
Thinking of this, Yun Bahe exerted a little force.
Due to Wu Sheng's strong fighting spirit, the Four Seasons Glazed Needle in Yun Sheng's hand instantly bent into an arc of nearly ninety degrees as if it had hit a wall.
It looked like the needle would break in the next moment.
Just when Yun Bahe was feeling proud, he secretly let out a sigh.
He suddenly felt a strange, invisible power coming from the Four Seasons Glazed Needle.
With the third level of the Medical Soul Needle, a dark light flashed in Yun Sheng's eyes, and in an instant, several dark needles rushed into Yun Bahe's right abdomen.
One of them hit Yun Bahe's liver with perfect accuracy.