At this time, the bell rang for the end of class, and many students from the next class also gathered around one after another.

Everyone inside and outside the classroom was stunned and terrified.

Several students hurriedly rushed to the podium and helped He Boming up.

Principal Li stomped his feet even more, burning his eyebrows in a hurry, and shouted, "He... He... He has high blood pressure!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and take out the Lingfuda in his pocket!"

"You, go to the water dispenser and get a glass of warm water!"

Principal Li was so anxious that he was already out of order, shouting indiscriminately.

When several students helped He Boming up, lay down in the arms of a classmate, and were about to give him pills, they realized that Director He's mouth was closed tightly and he couldn't pick it up.

"Dean Lin, you should think of a way!" Principal Li thought of Old Doctor Lin and couldn't help but beg.

Dean Lin cast a pair of eager eyes on Ye Zirong's face, and asked eagerly, "Zirong, do you have any cheap and effective ways to cure Teacher He?"

When Ye Zirong made a move with He Boming just now, he was already angry when he saw that this dog-like guy even made a dangerous move, and he couldn't help but make a dangerous move at the last move, but he didn't expect to make this teacher faint, but he also blamed himself in his heart, and thought that he had to wake him up quickly.

"Is there a needle?" Ye Zirong asked calmly.

Dean Lin hurriedly opened the medicine box on the podium, took out a Mitsubishi needle and handed it to Ye Zirong, and said, "I have already prepared it, this box of needles is about to be given to you." ”

Ye Zirong pushed away the Mitsubishi needle, and his eyes swept towards the medicine box, it was really all needles, there were all kinds of needles.

"Hurry up and roll up the sleeves on Mr. He's wrists, and ...... Rip off the pants on his calves. Ye Zirong said as he took out five inch needles from the medicine box.

Before Principal Li, the old dean and a few students who were supporting Teacher He came back to their senses, and the three inch needles were neatly twisted by Ye Zirong into the three main acupoints of Shenmen, Neiguan, and Daling at He Boming's wrist.

When He Boming's trouser corners were ripped open by a classmate, Ye Zirong frowned, and stabbed the other two inch needles into the two matching points of Zusanli and Fenglong on He Boming's calves.

Seeing the five needles return to their positions, Ye Zirong bowed his head slightly, and his divine sense urged, and the fighting energy on his body actually reached the top of his right hand, he sharpened the needles in turn, step by step, gently twisted in, and kept repeating.

After leaving the needles for a few minutes, he slowly lifted out the five inch needles in turn, replaced them with five long needles, and twisted them into the five acupuncture points just now, alternating acupuncture.

After the inch needle and the long needle took turns to replace the needle several times, he withdrew his fighting spirit, took a long breath, and slowly exhaled it, and the countless beads of sweat on his forehead suddenly became much larger, rolled to his cheeks, and then fell to the ground.

"Alas, this ordinary person's physique is still not good in the end, I have to hurry up and cultivate. He couldn't help but think to himself.

"Huh! Teacher He's eyes opened!"

"Ahem...... Wake up, Teacher He wake up!"

The two classmates who were holding He Boming shouted in surprise in turn.

Dean Lin didn't care about these at all, but pulled Ye Zirong to a place outside the classroom where there were few people, and asked him, "Zirong, your needle application this time is very different from the last time, can you tell me what kind of needle method you used this time?"

"Five dragon needle method!" Ye Zirong replied.

"The Five Dragon Needle Method? What you just used is the Five Dragon Needle Method that has been lost for nearly a thousand years?"

Ye Zirong nodded and said, "Well, it's the Five Dragons Needle Method!"

"It's just... On the ancient books... The five dragon acupuncture method is generally moxibustion of the neck, thoracic and other vertebrae, why do you acupuncture the wrist and calf?" the old dean asked very puzzled.

Ye Zirong smiled and further said: "Although traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to syndrome differentiation and treatment, and prescribes the right medicine, it also emphasizes drawing inferences from one case and learning and applying it lively. ”

"Oh, oh," the old dean nodded.

"Zirong, I Lin Zhuqing has a reluctant request, the medical school of Shancheng University of Science and Technology is mainly based on Western medicine, and there are few Chinese medicine majors, and they are uneven, and there have been no decent medical achievements for many years, and if this development continues, I am afraid that the Chinese medicine profession will be banned... If you don't think about it again, the Chinese medicine major of our medical school really needs talents like you. As long as you study Chinese medicine in our medical school, the college guarantees that you will stay in school to teach after graduation, and then you will be able to carry forward your strengths!"

Hearing these words, Ye Zirong fell into deep thought, in such a short period of time, it was really difficult for him to make a decision.

The old dean looked at him with dry eyes, he seemed to be a little tempted, but he really wanted to take this college entrance examination, he had never been defeated in the internal door assessment of the Immortal Medicine Sect over the years, and he wanted to try what kind of results he could get in the mundane exam.

Before the old dean could wait for Ye Zirong's answer, He Boming actually got up from his classmates' arms, shouted at Ye Zirong outside the classroom, "I made the teacher unconscious, do you want to run away?" Ye Zirong, I'll tell you honestly, you can't run away!"

"Beat the teacher, insult the teacher, and make the teacher stunned! You will definitely not be able to read this book anymore, and not only that, but I will also hold you legally responsible! Let you go to jail!" He Boming shouted fiercely again.

Ye Zirong turned a deaf ear, slowly walked into the classroom, and said matter-of-factly: "Teacher He, you have to calm your anger, in the professional terms of Western medicine, your high blood pressure has reached the stage of impotence, if you make a big fuss about the liver, it can only be harmful and not beneficial!"

"You... You... You are simply ......" He Boming was so angry that he couldn't speak, but according to what Ye Zirong said, he had to suppress the anger in his heart and try not to lose his temper anymore.

"Teacher He, don't be angry, don't be angry with Zirong anymore, you have to know, it was Zirong who saved you just now!" Seeing that his brother-in-law was safe and sound, Principal Li's hanging heart finally sank, and explained to He Boming, who was confused.

"How did he save me? I... Huh?" He Boming pointed at Ye Zirong and asked his brother-in-law suspiciously.

"He saved you with a needle, don't you thank Ye Zirong soon!" Principal Li pointed to the steel needle in the medicine box on the podium, and said slowly.

He Boming glanced at the medicine box on the lectern and found that it was really full of needles, and he touched his wrist, which was still a little painful, with his hand, and felt that there were indeed needle eyes there.

"No, no... How can I thank him? he made me stunned!" He Bo said in an unusual tone, still forcefully speaking.

When Ye Zirong heard this, he spread out his hands, shook his head again, exhaled with an "ah", and then glanced at Qiu Dahai, and both of them returned to their seats and sorted out their schoolbags.

"Hey, class is over, I have to go back early, I still have something to do at home, so I won't bother you... Hey, Teacher He, if you want your high blood pressure to be cured, come to Taisheng Hall on weekends, and I will give you a few pairs of herbs to ensure that the medicine is cured. ”

Ye Zirong finished sorting out his schoolbag, left his seat, and when he walked to He Boming's side, he whispered to him, then reached out and put his hand on Qiu Dahai's shoulder, and swaggered out of the classroom.