As the group of young people retreated, Luo Zhiyuan took out the silver needle he carried with him and planned to treat the drunken youth. He saw his fingers falling one after another, and the silver needles quickly landed on the acupuncture points on the young man's body.
Seeing Luo Zhiyuan's acupuncture technique, the doctors around him all praised him.
"Little friend Qin, do you know my acupuncture skills?" Luo Zhiyuan didn't pay attention to the praises around him, but asked Qin Hao.
Qin Hao nodded and said calmly: "The acupuncture method used by Mr. Luo is the lost destiny acupuncture method!"
"Could it be that little friend Qin also knows Tianming Acupuncture?"
When Luo Zhiyuan heard this, his face showed shock. This destiny acupuncture method was something he had painstakingly studied for a lifetime and figured it out from medical books.
However, Qin Hao was actually able to use Tianming Acupuncture, which made him suspect that Qin Hao also knew how to use Tianming Acupuncture.
Qin Hao nodded again and said calmly: "My master has taught you this Destiny Acupuncture!"
When Luo Zhiyuan heard this, his face turned pale. He used the Destiny Acupuncture just to show off, but he didn't expect that Qin Hao could actually use the Destiny Acupuncture, which he was so proud of.
However, he quickly adjusted and treated the drunken youth with peace of mind.
Soon, the drunken young man's body was covered with silver needles, and his originally pale face gradually turned red, which made the people around him admire him.
At this time, Luo Zhiyuan raised his finger, and the silver needle in his hand fell down, heading straight for the drunken young man's Tianguan point. This was the last needle of the Destiny Acupuncture Technique. As long as it fell, the young man's treatment could be completed.
"Mr. Luo, you used the destiny acupuncture method wrongly. The last needle cannot fall on the Tianguan point!" But at this moment, Qin Hao frowned and said to Luo Zhiyuan.
"Qin Hao is too crazy. Mr. Luo is a famous miracle doctor in Yunhai. Does Mr. Luo still need to teach him how to perform acupuncture?"
"That's right, Mr. Luo has treated illnesses and saved countless lives throughout his life. How could it be his turn to be questioned by a young boy like him!!"
"Do you think you are powerful because you are from the same sect as Fang Xue, the master of Chinese medicine? Questioning Mr. Luo, this Qin Hao really doesn't know how high the sky is!"
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After Qin Hao finished speaking, the doctors around him immediately exploded, and all kinds of ridicule came from the room, overwhelmingly sweeping the entire venue.
Huang Zhuru stood beside Qin Hao, also frowning slightly.
She knew that Qin Hao had great medical skills, but Luo Zhiyuan was, after all, a leading figure in the medical community in Yunhai City. Could he have made a mistake?
When Luo Zhiyuan heard Qin Hao's words, he didn't mind. Instead, he shook his head and replied with a smile: "Little friend Qin, I have been studying Tianming Acupuncture all my life. I have already thoroughly understood Tianming Acupuncture. I can't make mistakes!"
While he was talking, the silver needle in his hand fell and landed on the drunken young man's Tianguan point.
"puff!"
However, as soon as the needle fell, the young man lying on the ground spurted blood from his mouth, and his originally slightly bloody face turned extremely pale.
On top of that, his breathing started to get heavier and became more and more difficult.
Obviously, his condition has worsened!
"this......"
In an instant, the whole place was silent, and all the doctors present were at a loss.
"how so?"
Looking at the drunken young man who was having difficulty breathing, Luo Zhiyuan frowned. He did not expect that the situation in front of him would occur. Now, he did not know how to treat it.
"Quack doctor, what's wrong with Zhao Peng? If he dies, we will go to jail. Please treat him quickly!"
At this time, other drunken youths rushed forward and surrounded Luo Zhiyuan, looking menacing and extremely excited.