At the moment when the needle dropped, Yang Weier's originally pale face instantly regained its ruddy color.

DiDi ...... Didi, the faint heartbeat on the heart rate meter next to him also became stronger.

"Hey, this ...... It's amazing how effective just one shot is!"

"Divine Doctor, this is the real Divine Doctor, it's amazing!"

The onlookers were in an uproar, and even Cui Hongying's doctors were in disbelief.

"Is this old man really so powerful?"

Hearing everyone's admiration, Song Zhongjing's face was even more proud.

He took out the second stitch and stabbed it towards Yang Weier's chest.

When the second needle fell, Yang Weier's face instantly turned ruddy, not at all like a dying person, and even the value of the life monitoring instrument next to her was far beyond ordinary people.

"How is this possible? The instrument can't be broken!"

Cui Hongxia's eyes widened.

"Cut, now you know what a miracle doctor is!"

Yang Sanye craned his neck and looked smug.

"Ahem!" At this moment, Yang Wei'er coughed violently.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her ruddy face instantly faded, and the whiteness seeped into people.

"Didi...... Didi ......" This mouthful of blood seemed to have ignited a fuse, and the heart rate monitor next to it rang piercingly, and several vital indicator detectors sounded alarms at the same time.

"This ...... What happened here?"

Yang Sanye and a group of people were shocked for a long time and didn't react, just now they looked like they were happy, why did they suddenly become like this.

"It's not good, the patient has entered a state of stress, all the vital indicators are critical after all, she is dying!"

Cui Hongying roared anxiously.

Ahem, ahem!

Yang Weier coughed violently, spurting out a mouthful of blood without money, staining the white sheets red.

"Doctor Song, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Dingtian's face turned red and he roared.

"Doctor Song, ...... quickly Hurry up and get the needle!"

Yang Sanye's face was ugly.

"I ...... I don't know what's going on? I used to have three stitches!"

Song Zhongjing was also stunned, and his hand holding the silver needle shook violently.

"It's all three stitches......? What do you mean?"

Yang Dingtian's brows furrowed.

"I ...... I'll ......" Song Zhongjing stopped talking with a long mouth.

"I'll tell you what he means, this miracle doctor you invited doesn't know how to heal at all!"

Lin Yun sneered indifferently.

"Nonsense, who in Fengcheng doesn't know the name of Divine Doctor Song, if he doesn't understand medical skills, how can he be called a divine doctor!"

Yang Sanye stared at Li Xiaobai with a gloomy face.

"Okay, then let me ask this miracle doctor, do you know what disease Yang Wei'er has?"

Lin Yun stared at Song Zhongjing quietly.

"Her ......"

Song Zhongjing's eyes dodged, and he immediately shouted angrily: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what disease she has, I can cure it with three injections!"

"Hahahaha, it's a three-shot cure, you're only going to have these three shots!"

Lin Yun laughed sarcastically.

"You...... Nonsense, how can this divine doctor only have three injections!"

Song Zhongjing's face turned purple.

"Bastard, what Mr. Lin said is not true!"

Yang Dingtian grabbed Song Zhongjing's neckline: "If something happens to my granddaughter, Lao Tzu will let you pay for your life!"

He kicked his tiger eyes, which frightened Song Zhongjing all over.

Yang ...... Old man Yang, you let go first, I can cure ...... Can cure ......"

Song Zhongjing shrunk his neck and smiled.

The moment Yang Dingtian let go, Song Zhongjing grabbed the check on the table, turned around and ran.

In an instant, everyone was stunned, even Lin Yun was shocked by the old man's manipulation, don't look at the old man's gray-haired appearance, he didn't have to be a young man to run at all, and before everyone could react, he had already rushed out of the ward.

"What the hell am I...... Catch him for me!"

Yang Dingtian let out a low roar, Ah Ming jumped over, turned over in mid-air with a handsome 360 degrees, and pressed Song Zhongjing to the corridor.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the Yang family was a martial artist, maybe they really let this old man escape.

"Be honest!"

Ah Ming pulled Song Zhongjing back with a cold face.

"Old man Yang spares his life!"

As soon as he entered the ward, Song Zhongjing fell to his knees with a puff, crying old tears: "I don't want the money, please let me go!"

"Doctor Song, what are you running, what disease Wei'er has, just tell them no!"

Yang Sanye stared at the beads of his eyes with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know!" Song Zhongjing spread his hands.

"You're a miracle doctor, how could you not know?"

Yang Sanye's face sank instantly.

"I really don't know, you can spare me!" Song Zhongjing screamed.

"Say, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Dingtian couldn't bear to roar, and his body rippled with evil qi.

Song Zhongjing's heart chuckled, and he quickly stopped crying.

"Old man Yang, in fact, I am a rag picker, one day I picked up a fragment of a page, there are three stitches on it, after I learned, I found that no matter what the disease is, as long as you get three needles can get better, everyone calls me a miracle doctor, originally I refused, but more and more people came to me to see a doctor, and more and more money was given, and then ......"

Song Zhongjing shrunk his neck and smiled.

"Picking up rags?"

Hearing Song Zhongjing's words, everyone was in an uproar.

"I'll go, no wonder he called the ghost hand three needles, it's really only three needles!"

"What kind of acupuncture is so powerful that it can cure all diseases?"

"Third child, this is the miracle doctor you invited!"

Yang Dingtian clenched his fists, his face as cold as frost.

"Big brother, I'm ...... I don't know!"

Yang Sanye's face was extremely ugly.

He grabbed Song Zhongjing's neckline, as if he was pulling a little chicken, and grabbed the old man.

"Bastard, you dare to lie to Lao Tzu!"

"The third master spares his life, I didn't lie to you, my acupuncture can really cure all diseases!"

Song Zhongjing looked frightened and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Cure all diseases? That's just a three-yang needle!"

Lin Yun shook his head indifferently.

"What is that?"

Yang Sanye looked at Lin Yun with a solemn face.

"The so-called three yang needles are just an acupuncture method that temporarily stimulates the yang energy of the human body, so no matter who is pierced with three needles, they will instantly feel refreshed and full of energy, but this kind of acupuncture method is actually chicken ribs and harmful to the body!"

Lin Yun looked at Yang Sanye faintly: "You were pricked by him three times, and you feel full of qi and blood, but in fact, you have overdrawn your life force, you are already over half a hundred years old, and your qi and blood are already insufficient, if you overdraft again, I am afraid that something will be completely wasted!"

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Yang Sanye glanced somewhere, and his face changed wildly in an instant.

"Damn, you dare to harm Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Yang Sanye raised his hand and smashed a fist into Song Zhongjing's face.

"Ah......" Song Zhongjing screamed, and his eyes were swollen like a panda in an instant.

"The third master spares his life, my needle can really cure all diseases, if you let me prick it again, I will definitely be able to cure the eldest lady!"

"Pierce your uncle!"

Yang Dingtian's face was extremely gloomy, I didn't see what happened to the people under the two stitches, so that you can still die with one more stitch?

"Come on, bring this old liar down to me!"

"Yes!" In an instant, several strong men stepped forward and pressed Song Zhongjing.

"Help...... I was wrong...... I can't dare to lie anymore......"

The roar outside the door grew quieter.