C651 Pokery Needle King
C651 Pokery Needle King
"I guarantee that you will regret this shot of yours." Yu Jingzhe said.
"Idiot." Wu Feng let out a cold laugh, then recognized the old man's acupuncture points and pierced down. With this final needle, the Subfluid Needle Art was completed. The old man only needed to wait a little longer before he would wake up.
Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, Wu Feng looked at Yu Jingzhe proudly. Finally, he was the one who beat Yu Jingzhe, and he was in a great mood.
"Grandma, are you alright? Wake up."
"Mom, how are you feeling?"
The relatives of the patients came up to her and looked at her with concern. The old lady's breathing was smoother and she seemed to feel better. She slowly opened her eyes.
"The elderly are old and have a bad body. In the future, I will definitely take some time to rest before going to the Worryfree Hall. I will be fine after I've consolidated my acupuncture and moxibustion a few times. Our Worryfree Hall's acupuncture and moxibustion are the best. They don't seem like some people who don't understand and pretend to understand …"
As Wu Feng spoke, he glanced at Yu Jingzhe with a mocking expression on his face. However, before he could finish acting, the situation suddenly changed.
The old man's throat let out a long, phlegmatic cry. Her face instantly turned sallow, and her breathing became hurried again. This time, her four limbs began to twitch, and her appearance was very frightening.
"Mom, what happened to you? What happened to you, doctor? What happened to my mother?" The patient's family members started to panic. The situation had clearly improved, hadn't it? Why did he suddenly get sick again?
"That's impossible." Wu Feng was surprised. He immediately checked the patient's pulse. His expression changed drastically. The patient's body seemed to be even worse than before. His face instantly turned pale. What was going on?
Yu Jingzhe quickly went forward and pulled Wu Feng's golden needle out of the old man's body. Then, he threw it to the side.
"What are you doing? Why are you pulling out my needle?" Wu Feng was furious.
"Why don't you remove your needle and leave the patient here to die?" Yu Jingzhe said coldly. The situation was urgent, so he could only take out the golden needle and begin acupuncture for the patient.
The moment the expert made a move, he knew if there was a needle. Yu Jingzhe also used a blind needle, but the speed at which he injected the needle was much faster than Wu Feng.
Wu Feng still needed to measure the acupoints on the patient's body with his hands, but Yu Jingzhe didn't need them at all. Every needle was thrown down with ease, without even the slightest pause.
"Could this be the Eight Existences of Wandering Dragons?" Su Ziye's eyes lit up. In almost an instant, she recognized that the acupuncture technique Yu Jingzhe used was the legendary "Eight Extreme Dragons". She had heard about this extremely profound acupuncture technique from her grandpa more than once, but she didn't expect to see it with her own eyes.
"This is impossible, didn't this needle technique have already been lost?" Wu Feng looked at Yu Jingzhe in shock. He stubbornly believed that Yu Jingzhe was stabbing randomly.
A series of acupuncture techniques were completed quickly in Yu Jingzhe's hands. His cool and dignified expression made people feel a little infatuated.
Finally, Yu Jingzhe finished performing the Eight Extreme Needles of Wandering Dragon. He removed the golden needle from his Crane's Tail, sterilized it with alcohol, and arranged it one by one.
At the same time of disinfection, the patient who seemed to be on the verge of death suddenly opened his eyes with an "Ah" sound.
"Mom, how are you?" The patient's youngest son and a bunch of granddaughters and grandchildren hurriedly helped the old man up.
"Don't move first. There's something wrong with the old lady's aura. Let her sit on the ground for a while before she stands up, otherwise she'll get dizzy." Yu Jingzhe quickly stopped him.
"Alright, alright. Thank you, Doctor." The patient's family members hurriedly helped the old man sit on the ground.
"What, what's wrong with me?" The old man looked confused. He couldn't remember what a terrible time she had just experienced.
"Mom, you fell ill just now and scared me to death. Luckily, this young man knew how to save you, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do."
"As expected of someone who doesn't show off his skills. This young man's medical skills are pretty good."
"Truly, the more powerful one is, the more low-key he is. He's nothing like some people, not only is he incompetent in medicine, but he's also pretending to be powerful. This is great, he's been ruthlessly slapped in the face."
"Yea, the needle king? Elder Wu's face has been completely thrown away by his grandson."
"Haha, what a scam, and now there's another scam. He's simply a scam."
Everyone in the crowd looked at Wu Feng with disdain. Just now, this guy was amazing when he appeared, and he was full of confidence as a bastard. Why isn't he saying anything now? You must have been struck by lightning.
"Oh, yes, thank you, young man." The old man revealed his few remaining teeth and thanked Yu Jingzhe.
"No need to thank me. This old man's coronary heart disease is sudden. You need to take care of it in the future." "Miss Su, it's all up to you now."
She walked forward and said to the old man, "Old man, I have prepared a prescription for you. Three bowls of water for you and a bowl of water for you will last for a month. In the future, your illness will no longer be a root cause.
"Okay, thank you, miss." The patient's family member took the prescription gratefully.
The Su Clan's Thousand Gold Recipe was not bad. With Su Ziye's soup and Yu Jingzhe's Eight Extreme Traverses of the Dragon Travelling Needles, this disease was not a big problem.
The old man's illness ended in a situation similar to a farce, and the onlookers dispersed one by one. Su Ziye and Yu Jingzhe also left.
This was worse than killing Wu Feng. He, who had always thought highly of himself, could not accept it, so he waited for everyone to leave before he said bitterly, "Yu Jingzhe, let's go. During the acupuncture competition in the afternoon, I will slap your face hard."
"Where did you learn your Dragon Traveller's Eight Extinction?" Su Ziye asked on the way back.
"Following my master." Yu Jingzhe laughed.
"I have a request. I don't know if you are willing to agree." Su Ziye said.
"Let me guess, you want to learn the Eight Extreme Dragons?" Yu Jingzhe laughed.
"Yes, I want to learn the Eight Extreme Trigrams of the Wandering Dragon. I, I know this request is a bit excessive, but I really want to learn acupuncture. If our Su Clan's Thousand Gold Recipe is combined with a high level acupuncture technique, then I believe it will reach a whole new level." Su Ziye sincerely said that her pursuit of medical skills had reached a level of obsession.
If Yu Jingzhe didn't agree to her request today, he definitely wouldn't be able to sleep when he went back.