After Fang Xiaoyu and three other beauties changed their clothes, they hurried to the Ye family villa.
At this time, Ye Wenfeng was rolling on the sofa with his head in his hands.
Fang Xiaoyu carefully looked at Ye Wenfeng's life palace and saw a faint hint of cyan appearing on his forehead, which showed that his human soul had become unstable again.
Mostly it has something to do with that human skull.
It is very likely that Ye Wenfeng's body has been invaded by evil spirits at this time. It seems that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate will be used.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyu took out the silver needle from the fabric bag and prepared to perform acupuncture.
Just at this moment, Cheng Yimin brought his father Cheng Dingke to the Ye family.
"Uncle Ye, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ye Wenfeng rolling in pain, Cheng Yimin pushed aside the crowd and rushed over.
"Excuse me, I'm a doctor from the Municipal People's Hospital." Cheng Dingke hurriedly followed.
However, just when he was about to squat down in front of Ye Wenfeng, he saw Fang Xiaoyu squeezing over.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Dingke's face darkened when he saw Fang Xiaoyu holding a silver needle in his hand.
"The situation is critical now. I want to give him an acupuncture." Fang Xiaoyu replied, preparing to give him the acupuncture.
"Are you kidding? Are you a doctor?" Cheng Dingke yelled at Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu ignored him and pushed him away with his hand.
Cheng Dingke became anxious and shouted loudly: "Boy, acupuncture is no joke. You are not a doctor, so don't join in the fun. As an expert doctor in traditional Chinese medicine, I am warning you that it is illegal for you to do so.
It’s also very dangerous.”
The reason why he insists that Fang Xiaoyu is not a doctor is well-founded. Because he knows that acupuncture requires rich clinical experience. But it is still a question whether the young boy in front of him has attended a medical university? More
Forget about complicated acupuncture.
Fang Xiaoyu ignored him, raised the thunder energy in his body, and inserted a needle into Ye Wenfeng's Tanzhong point.
"ah!"
Ye Wenfeng's eyes widened in pain, showing an extremely painful expression.
Fang Xiaoyu took out the second needle and prepared to prick it again.
"Boy, you are crazy. Quick, stop him!" Cheng Dingke shouted loudly, took the lead and hugged Fang Xiaoyu, and warned: "You will get killed if you act like this."
However, his strength could not match Fang Xiaoyu. At this time, Fang Xiaoyu had already inserted the second needle into Ye Wenfeng's body.
This time Ye Wenfeng screamed even louder.
Fang Xiaoyu made a gesture and prepared for the third injection.
Cheng Yimin saw that his father could not hold him alone, so he rushed over, hugged Fang Xiaoyu's waist, and cursed loudly: "You stinky boy, do you know this will kill people? If you don't listen to the experts, you will die miserably.
of."
Seeing the chaotic scene, even Ye Qian was startled and shouted loudly: "Xiaoyu, please don't mess around!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver needle in Fang Xiaoyu's hand had already been inserted into Ye Wenfeng's Yintang point.
He shouted loudly: "The Thirteen Needles of the Gate of Ghosts, the third needle, the Demon Subduing Needle."
After chanting, the fourth needle was inserted.
"Thirteen needles at the gate of ghosts, the fourth needle, the soul-leaving needle!"
After pricking the needle, a faint stream of green smoke suddenly appeared from Ye Wenfeng's forehead.
Then a transparent shadow separated from Ye Wenfeng's body.
It was the remnant soul that was driven into Ye Wenfeng's body by the evil master Chen using the head-lowering technique, and was driven out of the body. This strange scene shocked everyone.
"Oh my god! There's a ghost!"
Cheng Yimin and his father screamed in fright, and they fell to the ground.
Fang Xiaoyu made a gesture, pointed at the transparent shadow, fired three silver needles at the same time, and shouted loudly: "Thirteen needles at the gate of ghosts, the fifth needle, thousands of arrows pierce the soul."
The silver needle flew out, and a scream of "Ah" was heard, and a transparent figure suddenly burst like a bubble.
Time seemed to have frozen. Everyone stared at Fang Xiaoyu with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open.
"receive!"
Fang Xiaoyu took away the silver needle from Ye Wenfeng.
Ye Wenfeng kicked his legs and fell down weakly, but soon he weakly shouted: "Qianqian!"
"Dad!" Ye Qian immediately fell into her father's arms: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, Dad feels much more comfortable now."
"Done!" Fang Xiaoyu clapped his hands easily, and then said to Queen Ji Yue on the side: "Next, we just need to remove the poison from his body and everything will be fine."
"Yeah!" Queen Ji Yue nodded and said, "Just wait a few more hours! I'm confident that I can get rid of the poison in his body."
Seeing that Ye Wenfeng was fine, Cheng Yimin greeted him with an apologetic smile.
"Uncle Ye, I invited my father here. Didn't you say that you suffer from eye disease? Just let my dad get a few injections and he will be fine. He is an expert in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Municipal People's Hospital..."
Before his son could finish what he said, Cheng Dingke immediately interrupted him and said to Ye Wenfeng with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Ye, I just came here to visit you. Expert or something, that's just a title."
"Dad, Uncle Ye is suffering from insomnia, why don't you check him out? You are an expert in the hospital! It costs hundreds of dollars to register for a consultation!" Cheng Yimin said to his father in confusion.
Cheng Dingke's face immediately darkened, and he rolled his eyes at his son angrily: "Don't you think your father is embarrassed? With this expert here, my title of expert is nothing!"
After saying that, he turned around and said to Fang Xiaoyu with a smile on his face: "This little brother, what's your surname? I don't know where you learned your acupuncture, but you have reached such a superb state. It really took my eyes out."
Look at the flowers."
"My surname is Fang. You can call me Xiaoyu! I'm not an expert. I was just bored when I was studying. I flipped through the books by myself and learned a few tricks. I just lucked out and came in handy today. Such a small thing is not worth mentioning.
"Fang Xiaoyu replied lightly.
This expression made expert Cheng Dingke speechless for a long time. You know, he has studied medicine for decades and finally got to where he is today. As a result, Fang Xiaoyu said acupuncture was like drinking porridge.
Just as simple.
Cheng Dingke handed Fang Xiaoyu a business card and smiled enthusiastically: "Mr. Fang, when do you have time, come to my house and let's have a chat about traditional Chinese medicine!"
"Let's talk about it when we have time!" Fang Xiaoyu replied, and soon his eyes fell on Ye Wenfeng's face.
At this time, Ye Wenfeng was completely awake and naturally understood that Fang Xiaoyu saved his life.
He smiled and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Mr. Fang, if it weren't for you today, I would probably be dead. In the past two years, I have felt that I would be worse off than dead, and I couldn't sleep well every night. Those wounds you just stabbed me
The needle made me feel completely comfortable."
After that, he winked at Ye Qian and said: "Qianqian, go and get the check. I want to reward this benefactor properly!"
Ye Qian responded and prepared to stand up.
Fang Xiaoyu stopped her.
He smiled and said to Ye Wenfeng: "Mr. Ye, don't reward me. If you really want to thank me, just place more orders with our factory in the future."
"What does your factory do?" Ye Wenfeng asked.
"Canned food."
"Okay, as long as the food quality is good and the taste is not too bad, I promise to give you 10 million orders every month." Ye Wenfeng replied readily. (To be continued)