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The middle-aged man's complexion obviously changed in an instant, his brows furrowed, looking at the cold silver needle, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and glanced at Su Wushuang's indifferent look, even though it was this winter, a trace of light sweat was oozing out of his forehead inexplicably.

But he still said ruthlessly: "Boy, will you be sick?" ”

Su Wushuang's hand was still on the man's wrist, and after listening to what he said, not only did he not let go, but he strangled the man harder, raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "This good man, his body is very good, and he is not sick." ”

As Su Wushuang's words fell, the man's expression was obviously overjoyed, as long as he Su Wushuang opened his mouth, he would have a reason to find trouble.

"What did you say?" The man's brow was visibly raised with great excitement, and the words asked again roughly.

Su Wushuang's hand always grabbed the man's wrist, and he had no intention of letting go, and when he heard him ask himself again, he laughed in his heart, knowing that this man was about to start looking for trouble.

"The good man's body is strong and tight, and there is no disease." Su Wushuang's head was raised slightly, and with a shallow smile on his lips, he cast an extraordinarily deep glance at the man.

"Really?" Sure enough, in the next moment, the man's rough voice suddenly rose, and his body was about to stand up all at once, but in an instant, the movement moved heavily, and his body stood up suddenly.

Originally, the man wanted to overturn the stall of the free clinic, but the moment he stood up, he realized that his wrist had been pressed by Su Wushuang, and he couldn't move at all.

From a distance, the man stood up and sat down with very strange movements, and there was silence around him.

The eyes of those who approached the free clinic stall all fell on the man.

After a moment of hard work, Zikou finally didn't hold back, snorted, and laughed heavily.

"Hahahahaha......"

As Zikou was the first to laugh, everyone around him also laughed.

Rao is always cold face, and he can't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Naturally, it was extremely funny, everyone saw the man's momentum and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up in the blink of an eye, and his body sat back heavily in an instant, and all the momentum also dissipated with this weird and funny one, and the man instantly blushed because of the laughter around him.

His eyes drooped, and he looked at Su Wushuang holding his hand, his heart was even more ashamed, he glared at Su Wushuang fiercely, and slapped the table with his right hand, unwillingly trying to stand up again.

However, the reappearance of the moment instantly provoked even louder laughter from the surroundings.

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......ha

Throughout the whole process, Su Wushuang had an elegant and shallow smile, and his expression was very indifferent, as if he didn't use the slightest gravity, and he pressed the man's hand so easily.

"What are you doing?" Su Wushuang's hand did not let go, and his words were relaxed.

The man who was completely suppressed obviously didn't expect Su Wushuang to have such great strength, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to break free from Su Wushuang's restraint, and finally couldn't help but curse in his mouth: "What kind of bullshit doctor is your grandmother?!" ”

The man's voice was very loud, and it was easy to attract more people to approach the booth of the free clinic.

Su Wushuang's eyebrows were raised very warmly, and he didn't say anything more, he gently swept the people around him, his empty left hand stretched out instantly, and at a speed that the man didn't see clearly, he pulled out an extremely thin silver needle from the cloth bag, and then stabbed it heavily into an acupuncture point on the man's wrist at a faster speed.

"Shhhh

The man only felt as if his wrist had been bitten by an insect, and he shook it vigorously for a moment.

Su Wushuang's hand also loosened at the same time, letting the man's hand leave the desk.

There were more onlookers around.

Su Wushuang's eyebrows were smiling, he raised his hand, and slowly took out a thin silver needle from the cloth bag, pinched it with two fingers, and shook it very slowly in front of his eyes, and then he spoke softly:

"It's true that the hero doesn't have any serious illness, but Wushuang has diagnosed some other diseases."

"Hero, there seems to be some hidden illness?"

When he said this second sentence, Su Wushuang obviously did it deliberately, and his voice suddenly rose a lot, especially the word hidden disease, which was particularly emphasized.

In an instant, the surrounding crowd sighed, and many onlookers lowered their heads shyly, while the men looked at the man with some mockery in their eyes.

Du Weiwei had been standing at the back of the stall, and when she heard Su Wushuang say this, she also raised her water sleeves in time to cover her complexion, but she didn't know that she was already laughing in her heart.

This Su Wushuang also has a hand.

Sure enough, the next moment, the man was already thunderous, and without any hesitation, he stood up suddenly, and was about to overturn the table of the free clinic!!

"You !!" The man's heart suddenly panicked, and he struggled to raise his hand, but his heart was completely frightened, and his hand couldn't be raised!!

"You!! What did you do to Lao Tzu?!!! Only then did the man realize that he had been harmed by Su Wushuang.

Instead, Su Wushuang picked up a clean brocade cloth on the side and wiped his hands, and stood up with a smile: "The Compendium of Materia Medica" notes: Yang but not lifting, lifting but not firm, strong but not stiff, standing up and not long, all are hidden diseases, heroes, I'm afraid it's this last symptom, right?" ”

As Su Wushuang's body stood up, the man who was also standing realized that although he was strong, he was actually a head shorter than the man in white!!

The play was already enough, Du Weiwei didn't plan to stay any longer, his eyes looked at Su Wushuang's place for the last time, closed his eyes, and said, "Zikou will come with me first." Shen Mu stayed here and helped the peerless son pack up and come over. ”

"Yes." Shen Mu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He quickly moved out of the way.

Du Weiwei's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and with a flick of his sleeves, he had already left with Zikou and headed in the direction of Zuixianglou.

Su Wushuang naturally heard Du Weiwei's words, and he had no idea of entanglement with this man in his heart, the smile on his face dissipated, and he said to the cold face behind him: "Leng Mian, get him some medicine for hidden diseases, let him stay away!" ”