Chapter Eighty-Six: Keep a Low Profile

Li Changsheng vaguely remembered where he had seen it, a bit like Liu Jingjing, who was a smash hit a few years ago, but then he seemed to retire and never heard from her again, but he didn't expect to marry into a wealthy family.

"Shut up! Jingjing is not going to pour tea for Mr. Li yet. Dong Xiaowen drank loudly, and said in his heart: It seems that he usually spoils her, and she speaks regardless of the occasion.

"Hmph~", Liu Jingjing saw that Dong Xiaowen was really angry, so she reluctantly walked away.

"I'm sorry, let Mr. Li laugh, as the saying goes, heroes come out of teenagers, my old man said, Mr. Li is a successful young man, and he will be a promising person in the future. ”

Dong Xiaowen said with some embarrassment.

Li Changsheng shook his head and said that he didn't take it to heart.

Chen Xinyue avenged Li Changsheng's grievances, and said angrily: "If you don't believe Li Changsheng, then we will leave, and we are not here ourselves, it is your old man who begged us to come." ”

Li Changsheng smiled indifferently and motioned to Chen Xinyue not to say any more, but to go and see the patient's situation first.

The angry Chen Xinyue stomped her foot again.

Under the leadership of Dong Xiaowen, he quickly arrived at Ruru's ward.

There were four or five people outside who were discussing their condition in a whisper, and when they saw Dong Xiaowen coming in, they all stood up.

"Mr. Dong"

......

Dong Xiaowen hurriedly signaled that everyone was not polite, and introduced to everyone:

"This is Dr. Li, who is also from the East China Sea. ”

Li Changsheng smiled at everyone.

Everyone looked at such a young doctor, and they didn't take it seriously, they just thought that it was an intern from a hospital who came here to listen to everyone's opinions and gain insight.

"Hello everyone, can I take a look at the patient's diagnosis?" Li Changsheng said.

When everyone heard this, they sneered and thought: I will show you what you can read

No one paid attention to Li Changsheng.

One of the old men said: "Mr. Dong, we just looked at Ling Ai's condition, the situation is not optimistic, and we need to have surgery immediately, but the success rate of the operation is only 30%, I hope you are mentally prepared." ”

The old man is an expert in the capital, and his identity is bigger than that of everyone here, so he has the most right to speak.

Dong Xiaowen said a little anxiously, "Isn't there any other safe way?" ”

"The physiological mechanism of love has been completely necrotic, and to be honest, even surgery may not be cured. ”

Dong Xiaowen's face was a little pale, and Liu Jingjing scolded even more when she heard it: "Quack, you are such a quack, what's the use of spending so much money to invite you here." ”

Everyone was a little embarrassed, and it was difficult to say anything.

"I can be cured. ”

At this moment, Li Changsheng's voice came.

Just when Li Changsheng was arguing just now, he looked at the patient's condition, and Jiulong's Yang Returning Needle should be able to cure this disease with his Taiyuan Sutra.

When Dong Xiaowen heard this, he was overjoyed, "Mr. Li, do you really have a way to save it?"

Before Li Changsheng could speak, the old expert in the capital asked: "Young man, where are you in high school, have you ever had the experience of healing, don't you come with red mouth and white teeth." ”

"Sure enough, there is no hair on the mouth, and the speech is not firm. Everyone said.

Li Changsheng said coldly: "Whether it can be cured or not, I don't have to worry about you." ”

Chen Xinyue on the side couldn't get used to these old men for a long time, "You can't cure it because your medical skills are not good, Li Changsheng is much better than you." ”

"You ......"

Everyone was furious, but there were a few of the top medical skills in the entire East China Sea, where had they ever experienced this kind of anger.

Dong Xiaowen hurriedly played a round and signaled everyone not to quarrel.

"Let's take a look at Dr. Lee first. ”

The old man in the capital even said: "If he can be cured, I will kneel down for him, kowtow three times, and if he can't be cured, he will immediately get out of the East China Sea." ”

Chen Xinyue smiled and said, "Then you can get ready to kowtow." ”

The old man knew that Chen Xinyue had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, so he simply didn't bother with him.

Li Changsheng came to the patient's bedside and looked at the little girl's pale face and thin body that was suffering from illness, and felt a little distressed.

He took out nine long silver needles from the box, each about the length of chopsticks, much longer than a normal silver needle.

"What is he doing here? Why is it so long. ”

"Does he want to use those things to heal?"

"Nonsense, it's just nonsense. ”

Li Changsheng was not disturbed by the outside world, as if to confirm it. First, he took out a silver needle, used the Taiyuan Sutra, and accurately pierced it on the patient's Baihui acupoint, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

After that, he started to prick needles all the way down.

"Ah, I actually got in. ”

"I didn't expect this young man to really have two hits. ”

Among them, there was a tall old man who looked at Li Changsheng's acupuncture and became excited.

"This is the long-lost Nine Dragons Yang Needle. ”

"Nine Dragons Return Yang Needle?"

Dong Xiaowen asked nervously: "Old Gu, what is the Nine Dragons Yang Needle." ”

The old man surnamed Gu said excitedly: "According to legend, the Nine Dragons Returning Yang Needle is the supreme acupuncture method of traditional Chinese medicine, as long as the nine needles are performed, it will have the miraculous effect of seizing the world and transforming life and death. Professor Yang Huairen, you know, he will return the yang needle, but unfortunately he can only perform the fifth needle, and I don't know how many needles this little brother can perform. ”

As he spoke, Li Changsheng had already pricked the fifth needle.

At this time, Li Changsheng's face was faintly sweaty, this Nine Dragons Yang Returning Needle was the most test of the true qi of the caster, and one needle consumed more true qi than one needle.

Fortunately, when he reached the late stage of the Yellow Order, it was not a problem to perform the nine needles.

"Ah, it's the fifth shot, and it's as powerful as Professor Yang. ”

Chen Xinyue watched Li Changsheng prick the needle, biting the corner of his clothes, and was very nervous.

Li Changsheng finished the remaining nine stitches in one go, and at this time he was also sweating profusely, his face was pale, and it seemed that his true qi was seriously consumed.

It wasn't until the ninth stitch was pierced that Chen Xinyue stepped forward and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Li Changsheng's head.

Li Changsheng was slightly stunned and did not refuse, and quickly sat down to rest.

At this time, Ruru's body was stuck with nine silver needles, and the tail of the long needle kept trembling, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a buzzing sound. The pale face was not as white as before, and gradually became bloody.

"Mr. Li, Ruru, how is he? Dong Xiaowen asked eagerly.

"After I take off the silver needle in a while, it should be almost the same with the medicine. ”

At this time, the old man surnamed Gu came to Li Changsheng and asked, "Little brother, is this the Nine Dragons Returning Yang Needle that you are performing?" ”

Li Changsheng didn't expect that there were still people who knew this acupuncture, so he nodded slightly, which was considered to be an acknowledgement.

Although Gu Lao had already expected it, he was still shocked to hear Li Changsheng admit it in person at this moment. I was much more shocked than when I first saw Professor Yang Huairen in action.

After all, Professor Yang's status is there, but Li Changsheng is young, the key is that he can perform the entire set of acupuncture, and he can't worship it in his heart at the moment.