Now that he opens his eyes, does this mean he is cured?
But then Ye Sui tilted his head and leaned to the side.
"what happened?"
"do you died?"
Everyone became nervous again, Yun Yi just rolled his eyes and said: "No one died under my needle. Now he just fainted. After all, he has always been in this weak state, and now he suddenly wakes up and is exhausted."
All the strength in his body suddenly became unbearable and he fainted."
"Next, you can release him and take care of him like a normal person. He will slowly wake up and recover in about half a day."
"Really?"
Everyone couldn't believe it, so they looked at Fan Junhe.
Only Fan Junhe has the most say in this kind of matter.
Fan Junhe hurriedly walked over, felt Ye Sui's pulse, and soon said with a surprised expression: "It's true, the vitality in his body is recovering. When his vitality is fully restored, he will be able to wake up."
"Ah, great."
"It is our Shangqing Palace that owes Ye Sui. Now that Ye Sui has been cured, we can feel at ease."
"Haha, this guy is indeed a miracle doctor!"
Faced with everyone's sudden change of attitude, Yun Yi was not surprised.
Then the people from the Shangqing Palace took Ye Sui away and took care of him.
Yun Yi smiled at Fan Junhe and said, "Senior, you have nothing to say now, right?"
"Yes, Grandpa, everything you say is right." Fan Junhe had a somewhat flattering smile on his face.
Yun Yi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Senior, you almost made me flinch when you called me grandpa, so you might as well call me Yun Yi. I can't bear the sound of grandpa."
"That won't work." Fan Junhe insisted, "I'm willing to admit defeat. Since I said you know how to take the ninth injection, I'll call you grandpa. Then you are my grandpa now."
Yun Yi: "..."
Fan Junhe's words made Yun Yi feel like he couldn't laugh or cry.
But looking at Fan Junhe's fawning look, Yun Yi roughly guessed what he was thinking.
It seems that all Chinese medicine practitioners have this bad problem.
So Yun Yi said: "Senior, you really don't need to call me grandpa, I can teach you the ninth needle of the Soul Chasing Needle."
"Really?" Fan Junhe was overjoyed, and then laughed and said: "I am already old, and it is really not good to call a young man like you grandpa with a shameless face, but for the ninth shot of the soul-chasing needle, I can even call him grandpa.
Call me your ancestor."
"puff!"
Yun Yi almost vomited blood. Did this mean he was cursing himself into the loess?
At that moment, Yun Yi directly told Fan Junhe the essence of the ninth needle of the soul-chasing needle. Fan Junhe was so excited that he clapped his thighs and exclaimed: "It's so surprising. It turns out that the ninth needle of the soul-chasing needle is still hidden."
With such mystery."
Yun Yi said: "Yes, the ninth needle of the Soul Chasing Needle is indeed not easy."
"Anyway, I have already told you, senior, about the essence of the ninth stitch of the soul-chasing needle. You just need to practice more."
"Okay, I'll find someone to practice with now." Fan Junhe laughed.
"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?" Yun Yi asked curiously.
Fan Junhe laughed and said: "In this Shangqing Palace, I have dozens of students. They can all become my acupuncture masters while I am studying. I won't talk about it anymore, I will practice first."
Then Fan Junhe left in a hurry.
Yun Yi looked at Fan Junhe's leaving figure and suddenly felt guilty.
It seems that the students Fan Jun collected are going to suffer.
However, this is what medical progress must go through, and someone will always have to make sacrifices.