Shen Qingxue wanted to explain, but Fan Junhe had already made preparations for Ye Sui.
Then Fan Junhe said to Yun Yi angrily: "Boy, if you want to treat the patient, you have to be focused on it. Just stop chatting at this time, okay?"
"Okay, senior." Yun Yi agreed quickly.
Then he took out a Yaowang needle.
"Are you... the king of medicine needle?" Fan Junhe exclaimed when he saw Yun Yi taking out such a thin needle.
Yun Yi said in surprise: "Senior, do you know Medicine King Su Xingchen?"
"What Su Xingchen?"
Fan Junhe said angrily: "I only know Medicine King Zhao Tianlei. According to records, Zhao Tianlei used this kind of needle. This Medicine King Needle was also created by Zhao Tianlei."
Zhao Tianlei?
Yun Yi frowned, this name seemed very familiar!
The name Zhao Tianlei was in Su Xingchen's memory, but he didn't remember much. He only knew that Zhao Tianlei was also a doctor.
But why is Zhao Tianlei the King of Medicine?
Moreover, how come Yaowang Needle was created by Zhao Tianlei?
Fan Junhe continued: "Of course, this is an old story from thousands of years ago in the history of traditional Chinese medicine. It is not important anymore. What is important is that I don't even know how to use this strange Yaowang needle. Are you sure you can use it, kid?"
"certainly."
Yun Yi smiled, and then inserted the first needle into the Baihui point on Ye Sui's head.
"This injection looks very ordinary!" Fan Junhe smiled coldly. When he saw Yun Yi giving the injection, he even felt that Yun Yi's technique was a bit clumsy.
"It's your turn." Yun Yi looked calm and calm.
"Okay, kid, I'll show you what real acupuncture is."
Fan Junhe applied the second needle. Different from Yun Yi's method which seemed to be a bit clumsy, Fan Junhe's method of applying the needle was obviously much better. Just from the hands and the strength of the needle, it was even better than when applying the needle. The momentum released is more ornamental than Yun Yi.
The second injection is finished.
Fan Junhe couldn't help but proudly said to Yun Yi: "Boy, have you learned anything?"
Yun Yi smiled, said nothing, and placed the third needle on Ye Sui's Xiaguan point.
Yun Yi's acupuncture application was still so simple, without any modification, and he seemed to have no intention of competing with Fan Jun.
Fan Junhe is a bit boring.
He originally wanted to educate Yun Yi, but now it was like he punched out but hit cotton, feeling like he had nowhere to put his effort.
Compared with Yun Yi's plainness, Fan Junhe also realized that he was too proud and public.
So Fan Junhe concentrated his mind and started to work with Yun Yi one by one.
When Yun Yi performed the seventh injection, the atmosphere became more and more tense, because the soul-chasing injection became more difficult the farther back he went, Fan Junhe thought that Yun Yi could not sustain many injections, but he did not expect that he could last until the seventh injection. This made Fan Junhe realized that he had underestimated Yun Yi.
"Okay, it's the last shot."
At this time, Fan Junhe was sweating all over, but he gritted his teeth and administered the eighth injection.
When the eighth needle was finally administered, Fan Junhe breathed a deep sigh of relief and said, "Boy, you have lost."
"Yeah?"
Yun Yi smiled, holding the needle and preparing to cast the ninth needle.
"What are you going to do, kid?"
Fan Junhe was shocked. Did Yun Yi know about the lost ninth needle?