Ten minutes later, He Jinyin closed the needle.

At the same time, Zhang Lao, a sketch master on the side, also put down his brush.

A perfect sketch has been completed by it.

At this moment, He Jinyin put away the needle, but the old woman had not woken up yet.

Seeing this, Tan Qing couldn't help but push He Jinyin away and walked in front of the old woman, then squatted down and took her pulse.

This pulse, I found that this old woman has no pulse.

"Okay, you Mr. Mask, you have killed this old woman. Tan Qing pointed at He Jinyin and scolded angrily.

When the others heard this, they all roared and boiled.

"Healed? I just said, he can't heal at all. ”

"The sensationalizer killed a human life for the sake of hype. ”

"Let's call the police and send him to jail!"

“......”

A group of people said that they were going to call the police.

Seeing this, He Jinyin couldn't help but shake his head, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face under the mask.

He said in a hoarse voice, "The old woman has no pulse now, this is normal. Just now, I used the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to help her treat. ”

"Thirteen needles in the ghost gate, treating diseases, has a characteristic. It is to pull the patient back from the ghost gate! The patient will fake his death once..."

"Open your mouth, full of nonsense!" Before He Jinyin's words were finished, he was interrupted by Tan Qing.

Tan Qing didn't believe that this Mr. Mask really knew how to ghost thirteen needles.

He pointed at He Jinyin and said indignantly: "Don't talk nonsense here, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are the secrets of the Yixuan family, and that kind of acupuncture and moxibustion has been lost, not to mention you, even me, even my grandfather, will not!"

"How could you!"

"Yes, I see, he just wanted to stall and sneak away. Someone next to him chimed in.

"Ignore him, call the police, and put him in jail. ”

"This kind of person who cares about people's lives and has no conscience for the sake of grandstanding, does he still keep him outside the prison for the New Year?"

"Hurry up and send him to prison, there is a lot of soap in it, waiting for him to pick it up!"

“......”

There are quite a few people in this group who don't know what's going on. Whatever Tan Qing said, they followed it, as if it was a naval army that Tan Qing had bought.

Tan Qing even came over and wanted to take He Jinyin's hand and prevent He Jinyin from leaving.

"No, he wouldn't be that kind of person. Huang Yushan shook his head and muttered.

Ever since the masked man appeared just now, he was saved. Huang Yushan already regarded him as a hero, she didn't believe that this hero would be a person who disregarded people's lives for the sake of grandstanding.

Next to him, Zhang Lao, who was painting, had a complicated expression when he saw this scene.

This painting, which he painted very satisfactorily, can be ranked in the top three of the paintings he has made in his life.

But if this Mr. Mask is a unscrupulous person who cares about people's lives for the sake of grandstanding. Then although it will be heart-wrenching, this painting, he will tear it up.

Because, this is a picture of a hero. The image of the hero is gone, and the painting, naturally, will be torn apart!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Suddenly, at this time, a coughing sound rang out.

As soon as this voice came out, the originally noisy scene instantly quieted down.

Immediately, everyone's eyes looked at the owner who was coughing.

That's right!

It's that... Old woman!

It was she who woke up and let out a coughing sound.

Moreover, a mouthful of black blood spit out of his mouth.

When she woke up, she got up from the ground under everyone's stunned and shocked eyes.

After getting up, his complexion is much better than just now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is alive and vigorous.

"I just now, it seems that I had a dream, in the dream, I was pressed by the bull head and horse face to go to hell, but at that time, a man wearing a mask pulled me back from the ghost gate. The old woman touched her head and muttered.

As soon as these words came out, suddenly, her eyes instantly stared at He Jinyin who was wearing a mask.

"Ah, the man in my dream is like this man. ”

As she spoke, she approached He Jinyin a little closer.

"Mother-in-law, just now, he was the one who saved you. "Huang Yushirt is very happy at this moment.

Mr. Mask, he really brought this old woman back. He's not a sensational, careless man for human life!

He's a real hero, a real hero.

The people around him were silent at this moment.

As for that Tan Qing, he couldn't say a word. His face was cloudy, but he didn't expect that this masked man actually healed the old woman.

Could it be that this Mr. Mask really knows the secret that the ancient medical mystery family does not pass - the thirteen needles of the ghost gate?

Tan Qing suddenly became emotional.

Just now, the needle method I saw was really the thirteen needles of the ghost gate?

Oh my God, I was so stupid just now, why don't you take a closer look. If I can learn the kind of acupuncture in duplicate, my Tan Qing's medical skills will be upgraded to a big level!

At this time, Huang Rainshirt was telling the old woman what had just happened.

After hearing this, the old woman hurriedly walked in front of He Jinyin and wanted to kneel down to him to thank him.

He Jinyin hurriedly helped her, "I can't help it, old man." ”

Where can he get the old man to kneel for him.

"This... Mr. Mask, you... Can you take off your mask and let me see it?" At this time, Huang Yushan looked at He Jinyin expectantly.

She expects that the face under the mask is a handsome appearance...

However, He Jinyin shook his head, since he was wearing a mask, he naturally didn't want too many people to see his true face.

Otherwise, why would he wear it?

"Mr. Mask, may I ask, is the stitch method you used just now really the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate?" At this moment, Tan Qing came up and asked He Jinyin.

He Jinyin nodded.

"It's really, that's the secret of the ancient medical family. You would actually ......" Tan Qing was shocked.

"Plop~~", he suddenly knelt down and begged: "Mr. Mask, please take me as an apprentice and teach me the thirteen needles of this ghost gate." ”

Everyone was shocked!

The Tan family, one of the second-line medical families in Jiangnan City!

Tan Qing, the heir of the Tan family of the next generation, is now kneeling in front of a masked person, saying that he wants to worship him as a teacher and learn his medical skills! This kind of thing, when it comes out, is too shocking.

"No time!" He Jinyin said coldly, refusing directly.

He didn't have a good impression of Tan Qing, and he was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice and teach him medical skills.

"Mr. Mask, I was wrong just now. You accept me, I really want to learn the thirteen needles of this ghost door, as long as you accept me, I can give you 100 million!"

The Tan family has a big business, and 100 million is nothing. This Tan Qing is a medical idiot, obsessed with medicine, as long as he can learn the thirteen needles of this ghost gate, he thinks it is worth spending 100 million.

"I said I'm not available!" He Jinyinniao didn't want to bird's head, so he turned his head and was about to leave.

"Weng~~~" Seeing this scene, the minds of the people next to him buzzed.

100 million!

Tan Qing was willing to pay 100 million yuan, worship him as a teacher, and wanted to learn his Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, however, he directly refused!

This... This person is really willful!

Tan Qing wanted to say something, however, He Jinyin ignored him at all.

Now, the man has been saved, and he is ready to leave here.

Just walked a few steps, and suddenly, an old man in a Tang costume hurriedly walked up.

"Mask Hero, please stay!" he shouted.

He Jinyin stopped meaningfully, turned his head, and looked at him.

He picked up the painting he had just painted in his hand, put it in front of He Jinyin, and asked with a smile: "Mask hero, I just drew the scene of your acupuncture and moxibustion to save people." What do you think of this painting?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone talked about it again.

"This is Zhang Lao, a master of Chinese painting, and at the same time, he is also the head of the Zhang family in our Jiangnan City, one of the nine second-tier families. ”

It is said that each of his paintings comes from life. Every painting can be sold for millions or even tens of millions. ”

"Just now, he also painted one. If this painting is put up for auction, it will have to be auctioned for at least a few million. ”

“......”

Zhang Lao himself is also quite satisfied with the painting in his hand.

The quality of this painting can be ranked among the top three paintings he has made in his life!

And yet—

He saw that the masked hero shook his head: "This painting, in my opinion, is still a little flawed. ”

"Defects?" Zhang Lao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "Where is the defect?"

Next to him, the old Zhang admirer, a person who loves painting, hurriedly said to He Jinyin: "Mask hero, although you saved people." Do you know who Mr. Zhang is?"

"You actually said that his painting is flawed!"

"yes, is he too arrogant?"

"I saved people, could it be that I didn't even pay attention to Mr. Zhang?"

"Knowing martial arts and medical skills, it doesn't mean that you know how to draw. ”

He said this, it was too disrespectful to Zhang Lao. ”

The people around "......" began to point again.

Zhang Lao kept frowning and looked at He Jinyin.

At this time, He Jinyin took the paintbrush from Zhang Lao's hand. Suddenly, a few strokes were sketched on the painting.

"What? You are looking for death! Zhang Lao's painting, you actually scribble on it!" The admirer of Zhang Lao, a middle-aged man who loves painting, saw that He Jinyin did not agree with him, so he grabbed Zhang Lao's paintbrush, and then scribbled on the painting, and was instantly furious.

He doesn't care if the person in front of him is a hero or not. He will not be lenient to those who have tarnished famous paintings.

He was furious and wanted to come forward and teach him a lesson.

And yet—

When he rushed over to the painting, he was stunned.

"It's... This ......" he looked at the painting, speechless in shock.

In addition to him, Zhang Lao next to him also opened his mouth wide, staring straight at the painting, eager to pick out all the eyeballs and put them inside.

"God's work... This is simply a masterpiece!!" Zhang Lao was so emotional that his beard was about to rise to the sky.