Dr. Jamieson, who was being watched by everyone, was already pale, and anyone who suddenly knew that he had a tumor in his brain would not feel too relaxed.

“Shit！”

Jiang Xiaobai patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'll let this tumor disappear from your brain now." ”

"Really?" said Dr. Jamieson with suspicion on his face.

In fact, if he hadn't witnessed Jiang Xiaobai curing Prime Minister Dominic, Jemison would definitely think that Jiang Xiaobai was a liar, after all, acupuncture can treat tumors, even the other old Chinese medicine doctors present didn't think about it.

"Whether it's true or not, you won't know in a while, after all, now, the tumor is really growing in your brain!" Jiang Xiaobai pointed to his head and said.

No one doubts this at the scene, after all, the world's top Chinese and Western medicine experts on the stage are all on the stage, and it is impossible to even see the brain CT wrong.

"And when are we going to start?" asked Jamieson.

Jiang Xiaobai shrugged, "Whatever, look at you!"

Jamieson said, "Let's start now!"

Jiang Xiaobai asked someone to bring a stool and asked Jamieson to loosen his neckline, take off his shirt, and sit on it.

The two of them were surrounded by dozens of doctors, and they were able to watch Jiang Xiaobai administer the needle up close, what a rare opportunity it was, these doctors took out all the strength to breastfeed, and even the reporters couldn't squeeze in.

Thirteen silver needles of different lengths appeared in Jiang Xiaobai's hands, and when he saw these slender needles, he thought that they were about to pierce into his body, and Dr. Jamieson suddenly became a little uneasy.

"Jiang, are these needles really going to stick into my brain, do you need to inject me with a little anesthetic?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Don't worry, my needle doesn't hurt at all!"

After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai's wrist moved.

"Wait a ......"

Dr. Jamieson was about to shout to wait, but found that a silver needle had been inserted into his upper lip, and the end of the needle was still shaking slowly.

"Oh!"

Seeing that Dr. Jamieson had such a long needle stuck in his lips, the onlookers all widened their eyes and were jumped.

"How are you feeling, Jamieson?" asked Maximilion.

"I didn't feel it at first, but now it's cooler, I feel like my head isn't dizzy at all, it's very comfortable, it's amazing!"

"This is a thorough cold acupuncture method, and I will do it too, but the effect is not as good as one percent of Dr. Jiang's!"

An old Chinese medicine practitioner from the Chinese Medicine Association said.

If he is asked to administer the needle, at most it will dredge the meridians and vent the patient's internal fire, and it is impossible to make a person with a brain tumor have such an obvious feeling.

Hearing him say this, the onlookers became even more curious, and their eyes were fixed on Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

Jiang Xiaobai kept putting needles, and thirteen needles pierced into the middle of the people respectively, Shaoshang, Yinbai, Daling, and Shenmai......

Three minutes later, a black mist began to appear on the top of Dr. Jamieson's head.

As soon as the black gas rises, it emits a disgusting stench, like a piece of fat soaked in a dung pit for a month, taken out and put in front of the tip of the nose to inhale deeply.

"Shit, it stinks, what is this?" Prospel asked, pinching his big nose.

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaobai to take the initiative to speak, Dean Shi on the side rushed to say like a child who was eager to behave in front of his parents: "I know that I know, these black qi must be the lesions in Dr. Jemison's body, and the treatment of diseases in Chinese medicine is to remove the lesions!"

After another two minutes, the black gas above Jamieson's head was already very light.

Jiang Xiaobai pulled out all the silver needles from Dr. Jamieson's body, then patted him on the shoulder and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

Jamieson stood up from the stool, twisted his neck, shook his head, and raised his thumb to Jiang Xiaobai and said, "It's amazing, I feel great now!"

"By the way, Jiang, is there no tumor in my skull anymore?" asked Jamieson.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, "Of course, if you don't worry, you can go and take another brain CT!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Seeing that Jamieson trotted to do a brain CT, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, this foreigner's brain circuit is straight, and he asked him to do brain CT, he didn't say a word, he wanted to change to a Chinese, how to explain to himself first, it's not that he doesn't trust himself, he just wants to confirm it.

But it's good that there is such a realistic example, which is more convincing than any theoretical knowledge.

While Dr. Jamieson went to take a brain CT scan, Prospel squeezed in front of Jiang Xiaobai and asked, "Jiang, what kind of acupuncture did you use just now?" ”

"Thirteen needles of the ghost gate!"

"What!"

A Chinese medicine practitioner who was over half a hundred years old behind Jiang Xiaobai touched his beard and said tremblingly: "Are you talking about the thirteen needles of the ghost gate created by Zhang Tianshi back then, dispelling diseases and eliminating evil, known as Dao needles?"

"That's right!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and looked at the old man at the same time, he didn't expect that there were still people who knew this acupuncture, he thought that the inheritance had been broken for so many years, and the people who knew this acupuncture no longer existed.

"Who is this?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Dean Shi explained on the side: "This is Li Chengyu, the vice president of our Chinese Medicine Association, President Li's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he has been an imperial doctor in the Ming and Qing dynasties!"

"So that's the case, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Jiang Xiaobai said politely.

Li Chengyu waved his hand, "Those are all things of the past, you should be admired now, the hero is a young man, I don't know which divine doctor Dr. Jiang studied with?"

Jiang Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, the family teacher doesn't allow me to say his name!"

He can't tell these old men that he is studying under Bian Que, then he will be regarded as a madman.

After a while, Dr. Jamieson came back with a red face, still holding a CT scan of his brain.

"Oh cake seller, the brain tumor in my skull is really gone, it's amazing, Chinese medicine, Jiang, thank you!"

Jamieson used a projector to zoom in on the screen, and through the projection, everyone could clearly see that a shadow part of the original skull had completely disappeared, which meant that his brain tumor was gone.

“Amazing！”

"It's amazing!"

"I'm old, I'm old, I didn't expect to be able to see such a magical acupuncture method when I am old, it is worthy of the acupuncture method created by Zhang Tianshi!"

Next, the center of the entire exchange conference turned to Jiang Xiaobai, the old Chinese medicine doctors asked Jiang Xiaobai for Chinese medicine knowledge, and the Western medicine experts were anxiously scratching their ears and cheeks, because they couldn't understand what Jiang Xiaobai was talking about.

At this time, Prospel jumped out and said to Jiang Xiaobai: "Jiang, can you teach us Chinese medicine?"

(End of chapter)