While Peng Chong was giving the men acupuncture, Yun Yi had already walked out.
"Are you Yun Yi?" Peng Chong frowned.
"Are you that Dr. Peng?"
Peng Chong was very angry. This guy didn't even know his own name?
He hummed: "You'd better remember, my name is Peng Chong, and my teacher is Zhang Hanjing, who is famous in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. He is much more famous than your teacher Cheng Peng, so you are nothing in front of me."
Not on."
"Zhang Hanjing?"
Yun Yi thought for a while, then laughed and said, "I remembered it. I checked on the Internet recently. Zhang Hanjing is the one who restored the Nine Thunder Fire Needles, right?"
"That's right."
"So, a few days ago, Han Yujing from Korea used the Nine Thunder Fire Needles to cause trouble in our Baicao Hall. Wasn't it Zhang Hanjing who instigated it?"
"You fart, my teacher is not that kind of person."
"Of course."
Yun Yi said: "A famous doctor like Zhang Hanjing will naturally not do such despicable things, so... you are not the one instigating this, right?"
"you......"
"Don't deny it."
Yun Yi directly interrupted Peng Chong and said: "You can do anything under the influence of instigating these little bastards to cause trouble here. Is there anything you can't do?"
"You are so rude." Peng Chong pointed at Yun Yi and his fingers started to tremble.
Yun Yi waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. Everyone's eyes are sharp anyway."
"That's right, we only believe in Dr. Yun's medical skills."
"Dr. Yun's medical ethics is also the reason why we like him. Anyway, he doesn't cost us any more money when he treats us."
The patients spoke for Yun Yi one after another.
Yun Yi signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said to Peng Chong: "It's pointless to argue about this now. Don't these envoys you got say that you have great medical skills? Aren't you Zhang Hanjing's student? You solved this for these little bastards.
Just give it one shot. If you can’t get rid of it, it will prove that you are a scumbag. Don’t appear in front of me in the future.”
"Hmph, just wait, I'll explain it to you now."
Yun Yi sneered, he was using the lost acupuncture technique recorded in the fragments of the Immortal Sutra, and there was no way Peng Chong could undo it.
Now Yun Yi went back to continue treating patients.
It lasted until noon, when the sun was scorching, and Peng Chong was already sweating profusely, but in the end he still couldn't solve the situation of those men.
Yun Yi also finished reading the patients in the morning. He washed his hands and walked out. He looked at Peng Chong and sneered: "If you can't solve it, just kneel in front of me and beg me. This matter will be considered over."
"No, I can solve it. I will definitely be able to solve it."
Peng Chong's hand holding the needle trembled. He almost pricked most of the acupuncture points on these people's bodies, but why couldn't they be unblocked?
The men who were stabbed cried.
"Doctor Peng, please beg him, we can't stand it anymore."
"If this continues, even if we don't get burned to death, we will be stabbed to death by you."
"No!"
Peng Chong shook his head and said: "Asshole, you must have used some despicable means to prevent me from solving it. What kind of heresy is this? You and I have real medical skills."
"You want to compete with me in medical skills?"
"Yes, do you dare to compete with me?"
Yun Yi smiled, "It's not that I don't dare to compete with you, I just think you will humiliate yourself."
"Hmph, just tell me whether you dare or not?"
"All right."
Yun Yi said: "Originally I wanted to save some face for you, but since you insist, I will help you and let you know what it means to be overwhelmed by strength."
"Tell me, what do you want to compare?"
Peng Chong thought for a while and said: "Let's just compete. Pick one patient to come out and perform pulse diagnosis together. Whoever diagnoses the disease first wins. How about that?"