Qin Zhaotian felt that he was kicked to the ground and fell to his knees.
Qi Huairen should have stopped him no matter what.
Or send your subordinates to help you.
But Qi Huairen didn't move at all.
He didn't even look at himself.
Qin Zhaotian felt that this woman seemed to have some background.
But it was impossible for him to ask Qi Huairen in front of so many people.
So he simply got up, gritted his teeth, and said still unconvinced:
"Okay, just go, am I still afraid of you?"
Qiu Yuchen ignored him and turned around to go elsewhere.
The old man setting up the stall saw Qiu Yuchen leaving.
He looked at Qi Huairen and Qin Zhaotian with a smile and asked:
"Boss two, do you want to see a doctor?"
Ordinarily, in front of so many people, no man would be willing to admit that he is not good at that.
But Qi Huairen didn't care so much and asked directly:
"Let me ask you, is this needle spirit of yours a real spirit or a fake spirit? After the needle is applied, will it really last long?"
Over the years, Qi Huairen's body has been drained by wine and sex.
In bed, he was already exhausted.
It's even worse recently, which makes Qin Xiaoman quite dissatisfied.
That's why he came here specifically to renew his life.
I want to see a doctor to see if he can treat it.
The old man running the stall curled his mustache, gave Qi Huairen a blank look, and said disdainfully:
"Tch, do you think my Yang Yizhen is for nothing? I can tell your illness without taking your pulse. Your kidney meridian is blocked, which causes your qi and blood to decline. Each time you inject, you can take up to one minute...
"
Yang Yizhen's words made everyone burst into laughter.
This time is indeed a bit short.
Qi Huairen looked a little embarrassed.
But he had to admit that what the old man said was really right.
Xia Xiaoyu and Mr. Liu couldn't help but look at each other as they listened.
This old man named Yang Yizhen does have a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
Qin Zhaotian on the side was even more curious. Looking at the old man, he couldn't help but ask:
"Why do I feel like you are a liar who tells fortunes? You don't even know your pulse, but you can tell it just by looking at your face?"
Yang Yizhen curled his lips again.
He reached out and grabbed his mustache and said disdainfully:
"Is there anything you can't see? How about I show you?"
Qin Zhaotian nodded immediately:
"Okay, show me! But if you're wrong, I'll smash your stall!"
Qin Zhaotian still does not change B's nature.
Yang Yizhen chuckled and said slowly:
"You, you are not as good as him. He can at least have one minute, and you can only have three seconds at most..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhaotian's face turned red.
Xia Xiaoyu couldn't help it and started laughing.
You know, the first time he met Qin Zhaotian.
It can be seen that he only lasted three seconds.
At that time, I still called him Brother Sansiao.
When Qin Zhaotian saw that Xia Xiaoyu was also laughing at him, he glared and cursed:
"Why the hell are you laughing? If you laugh again, I will knock out your teeth!"
Before Xia Xiaoyu could speak, Yang Yizhen asked Qin Zhaotian:
"Boss, do you want a shot? A shot will definitely be effective!"
Qin Zhaotian's heart was moved.
This matter has always been a heartache for him.
One injection costs 100,000, although it is a bit expensive.
But if the disease can be cured, it doesn't matter.
After thinking for a moment, he said to Yang Yizhen:
"Okay, let me test you to see if you are a liar!"
With that said, Qin Zhaotian sat down on Mazha, facing Yang Yizhi.
Yang Yizhen took out an ordinary silver needle from the needle box.
Then, he asked Qin Zhaotian to take off his clothes.
Then I saw Yang slowly inserting a needle into the Tiantong point on the navel.
The old man's technique is very slow, like a whole silver needle.
When it was almost submerged into Qin Zhaotian's body.
Qin Zhaotian suddenly let out several painful screams.
"Old man, why does it hurt so much?"
Yang Yizhen smiled and said:
"It hurts a lot now and you yell at me. When you feel better, you should think about thanking me..."
Having said that, he didn't care about Qin Zhaotian.
I saw him lower his head and take out a bank card from his pocket.
He put it directly in front of Qin Zhaotian and said:
"Come on, it's time to get an injection. One hundred thousand yuan, get the money first!"
Yang Yizhen finished speaking.
Qin Zhaotian's eyes widened as he looked at the old man and asked in confusion:
"Is this the end?"
Yang Yizhen pointed to the white cloth in front of the stall, shook his head and said:
"Of course it's not over yet, we will have to continue the treatment later. But I said, one injection is one hundred thousand. I have already given you one injection, so you should pay one hundred thousand first. We will calculate the next injection..."
The people watching around, including Xia Xiaoyu, couldn't help but marvel.
Before, everyone thought that this old man could cure his disease with one shot, which cost a total of 100,000 yuan.
Unexpectedly, he played a word game.
One injection costs one hundred thousand.
I will continue to prick later and continue to ask for money.
"You old fucking liar!"
Qin Zhaoqiang cursed loudly.
Then, he had to get up and go get a shot of Yang.
Yang didn't move a needle, still sitting on the mat.
He pointed at Qin Zhaotian's belly with a smile and said:
"Boy, don't move. If you move around, be careful of the needle entering your body. Then you won't be able to get it out..."
Yang Yizhen's words frightened Qin Zhaotian, and he did not dare to move again.
Indeed, he has clearly felt it.
The silver needle almost went into his belly.
There is only a little bit left on the outer skin.
Yang Yizhen shook his head, looked at Qin Zhaotian, and continued:
"If you want to be cured, you have to be willing to spend money. I will need about twelve more injections. Including this injection, there will be a total of thirteen injections, 1.3 million. Let's spend money..."
Qin Zhaotian was dumbfounded.
It was obvious that he had been fooled by this old man.
He cursed angrily, pointed at the silver needle on his stomach, and said:
"You fucking take it out for me, I'm dead!"
The old man chuckled and said:
"Okay, it's fine if it doesn't work. But you have to give me the 100,000 yuan for this injection. In addition, 100,000 yuan for the injection and 500,000 yuan for the needle removal. A total of 600,000 yuan. Come on, pay!"
Yang Yizhen's words.
Qin Zhaoqian was so angry that his blood surged and he became dizzy.
It felt like I was going to faint at any moment.
Damn it, when had I ever been fooled like this?
Just when he was thinking about what to do.
Then Yang Yizhen pointed at the silver needle and said again:
"I told you to decide quickly, otherwise, all the silver needles will go in. By then, the silver needles will be in your body and pierce your meridians. At least you will be paralyzed, at worst, you will die...
…”
Yang Yizhen finished speaking.
Qin Zhaotian was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.
Sure enough, the silver needle revealed only a silver dot.
It seemed that as soon as I breathed in, all the silver needles would go into my stomach.
Although Qi Huairen knew that Qin Zhaotian was deceived.
But because of Qiu Yuchen, he didn't dare to cause trouble here. (To be continued)