Chapter 220: Ghost Doctor Teacher

"It's too late to get out now!" Hua Ziyun snorted coldly with his back to Wei Hua, his patience seemed to be disappearing little by little.

Wei Hua is naturally not stupid, there must be a strong support on the back of a person who can send such a peerless thing so easily, and he was forced to suffer that slap, and even blamed his granddaughter for his anger in the end.

He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "I don't care who you are, in short, you can't stay here for the rest of your life, this old guy hasn't given face to my country's doctor many times, then don't blame us for being polite!"

After speaking, he was afraid that Hua Ziyun would make another move, so he hugged the two mountain ginseng into his arms and rushed out.

It's a threat again? It's ridiculous.

Hua Ziyun shook her head with a smile and glanced at He Yueru, who was stunned, "How is it, do you feel more comfortable now?"

She was stupid from the time he made a move just now, Hua Ziyun has always been a good baby in her eyes, she didn't expect his skills to be so good, He Yueru instantly had a feeling of being deceived.

However, his shot this time was all for her and her grandfather, and after a few hesitations, he actually offset the merits, especially the two ginseng kings, which made her understand that this little brother from the south was not as simple as she thought, at least from the perspective of his skills, at least he was not weak.

How could Hua Ziyun not see her psychological dynamics, and came behind her with a smile and took out the three milli needles, "Sister He, don't get me wrong, I don't have any other purpose in getting to know you, I do want to cure your illness, as for what you see, I have wanted to say it for a long time, but I have never had a chance to explain." ”

His words made He Yueru feel warm in her heart, and even laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

Hua Ziyun is right, the time for the two to get acquainted and talk is only one day, she really hasn't had time to ask about his life experience, most of the time he is discussing her condition, this matter seems to be she thinking too much, she hasn't asked anyone.

"Young man, you just ······" He Xian came back to his senses at this time, looked at Hua Ziyun in surprise and exclaimed, "You just said that you can cure my granddaughter's illness?"

Before he could answer, He Yueru, who was a little lucky, stopped He Xian's arm, "Grandpa, Hua Ziyun is from Nanming, and he is a transfer student from Kyoto Seventeenth Middle School, I encountered something on the train and got sick, thanks to him helping me to relax, there was no accident, this time he also came back with me to discuss with you about curing my condition, this is not that you have been busy, and finally closed down and came to another Weihua, it is really annoying!"

"That's right, old man, Sister He's condition has a precedent for cure, and I have inherited my teacher's inheritance, so I'm happy to give it a try. ”

Hua Ziyun hurriedly explained, afraid that He Xian would see him too young, so he could only make up a guise of a teacher temporarily, otherwise he couldn't tell him that he had a system in his head, which seemed more unbelievable than telling him that he was a monk.

"You're so young······" Sure enough, He Xian was still a little incredulous.

"Grandpa, don't judge people by age. Hua Ziyun didn't say anything yet, He Yueru stopped doing it first, "You also saw the process of my illness just now, don't you still believe your eyes?"

"This ······" He Xian hesitated for a moment, and asked with some curiosity: "I saw that you just had a very fast needle technique, but the needle drop point is not the body meridians, isn't it ······?"

"You guessed it right, it's indeed a human vein. Hua Ziyun had nothing to hide, so she said it truthfully.

"No wonder, I don't know who your teacher is?"

"There is no name and no surname, and everyone who knows him calls him a ghost doctor. He knew that this old guy was not easy to deal with, after all, he was also an old Chinese medicine doctor for half a lifetime, and now he could only be stunned, "His old man has no place to live, and he has been traveling for most of his life, and he also has a problem, that is, he wants to treat whomever he wants, and who he doesn't want to treat, even if that person proposes tempting conditions, he will not be cured, so everyone calls him a ghost doctor." ”

"Is there such a person?" He Xian was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little frightened.

"Grandpa, the two wild ginseng plants you are holding in your hand are the ones that my teacher got when he traveled, even if you are skeptical, it is impossible to doubt the treasure in your hand, right?"

Only then did He Xian come back to his senses, looked down at the two ginseng kings in his hands, and handed them back to Hua Ziyun with a red face, "This thing is too precious, I can't accept it." ”

"Grandpa, how can I take back the things I sent out, this is also my heart, I think now we should discuss whether we need me to treat your granddaughter's illness. Hua Ziyun didn't like to shirk, so she went straight to the point.

He Yueru couldn't wait, and quietly pulled He Xian aside and whispered.

Hua Ziyun also knew that he was too young and would encounter such a thing wherever he went, but fortunately, He Xian's attitude was better, and he was more worried about He Yueru's body, and he couldn't blame him for being old and stubborn.

After a series of ideological struggles, He Xian finally decided to let Hua Ziyun give it a try, after all, he didn't have a better way.

In the acupuncture room of the medical hall, Hua Ziyun was carefully disinfecting the eighty-one milli needles that had been prepared, and He Yueru was already sitting on the wooden bed in thin clothes and waiting, He Xian was a little uneasy to stand aside and guard, mainly he still wanted to see how Hua Ziyun performed the needle, and also wanted to see how the experience he had accumulated over the past few decades was compared with his master's ghost doctor.

Preparing eighty-one millineedles of different lengths, Hua Ziyun came to the side of the wooden bed and smiled at He Yueru, "Are you ready?"

He Yueru nodded seriously, but there was still a little nervousness in her heart, and her whole body collapsed very straight.

"Don't be nervous, relax your body!" As she spoke, Hua Ziyun glanced up at He Xian who was standing beside her, "Grandpa, no matter what incredible things you see in a while, don't make a noise, don't disturb me." ”

He Xian knew that needle walkers were the most taboo to be distracted, so he nodded.

"Ghost doctor!"

Hua Ziyun secretly sighed in her heart and didn't hesitate any longer, she first took six silver needles and inserted them into the strange veins on He Yueru's chest and back respectively, and then took a milli needle in one hand and pierced it at the fatal death point above her head and the Tianqi vein under her neck at the same time.

"Stop!"

Even if he was mentally prepared in advance, He Xian couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the silver needle in Hua Ziyun's hand inserted into his granddaughter's death vein.

If you die through a needle, you will definitely die.

Hua Ziyun frowned, ignoring the surprised He Xian again, and inserted two millineedles into He Yueru's ear respectively.

That's impossible!

Seeing He Yueru safe and sound, He Xian's heart that was almost scared to death instantly turned into shock.