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As he spoke, Gao Ming could see that his face was flushed, obviously this stabbing method was very laborious, but his hand was extremely steady.

"Seventy percent understood." Gao Ming said.

"Do it again. You'll have to look closely. Yang Bingquan lifted his right hand lightly, and the silver needle was silently pulled out of Zhen Huanxi's body.

The white fat man couldn't help but shudder, and his fat flesh rippled again, and he looked at Old Man Yang with a pleading face and said, "Grandpa Yang, can you breathe less yang energy?" ”

The crowd was overwhelmed. Dare to be affectionate, it's not painful, it's distressing.

Yang Bingquan couldn't help but be angry, do you think Lao Tzu is a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she sucks a little less yang energy.

I didn't explain much at the moment, I took a deep breath and took out the needle again, still the same degree, the same strength, and the same position just now.

Yes, it seems that this belly is like a tire punctured by a knife, and the yang energy will run out in a while. Anyway, this long thing has already been poked in, and if you can't resist, you can only enjoy it, and the white fat man closed his eyes in resignation.

But then again, the white fat man who closed his eyes really felt a faint and indescribable comfort all over his body, which somewhat made the white fat man have a kind of fantasy in his heart that he didn't dare to imagine.

After the needle was halfway in, Yang Bingquan raised his head again and looked at Gao Ming and asked, "Do you understand?" ”

"Got it." Gao Ming nodded and said.

"Good. Very good. Yang Bingquan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he said with a happy face.

This time, the hand he pulled out was trembling slightly.

It can be seen how much effort the old man has spent on this needle.

Everyone understands that this is not a competition at all, this is completely Yang Bingquan teaching Gao Ming the twelve acupuncture needles of his old Yang family's ancestors for hundreds of years.

No reservations.

This needle, even Yang Runqing has never seen it. But he knew in his heart that this needle, with his current strength, could not be manipulated at all, and if it was used reluctantly, it would definitely be harmful to the patient.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the king of needles in the capital, and this needle is hard to get."

"Amazing, amazing, Lao Yang, seeing this needle, my Lao Jia is really convinced, I am indeed inferior to you in acupuncture."

Several old Chinese medicine doctors applauded and admired.

Without words, Gao Ming bowed ninety degrees and bent down towards Yang Bingquan.

A good man stands up to the sky, does not worship gods and Buddhas, and does not worship immortals, but this bow is just to thank the teacher. Old Man Yang, who can be regarded as half a teacher, can naturally afford it.

"Haha, okay, get up, there are a lot of people you have to thank next." Yang Bingquan laughed and stretched out his hand to help Gao Ming up.

"Wait, why don't you listen to my testier?" The white fat man who was dressed was a little unhappy.

It's okay to be poked around in the stomach by a long needle, and you even lose a lot of yang energy, why do you just cross the river and tear down the bridge? Completely treat my brother as a passerby, right? The white fat man was naturally a little indignant.

"Little fat man, tell me how you feel." Old Man Jia asked with a smile.

"How so? Although I was sucked a lot of yang energy, I felt a lot more comfortable, just like the book said, all the veins are smooth, and my whole body is full of energy. The white fat man moved his arms and legs, jumped on the ground, and felt it carefully before he spoke.

"That's 。。。。。。 nature" Yang Runqing took a step forward and wanted to give the fat man a science popularization of the harm of excessive yang energy.

As long as it is a human being, it needs a sense of existence, and like the white fat man, the future heir of the Yang family naturally does not want to always exist as a passerby.

"Oh no, it can't be psychological." Without waiting for Yang Runqing to finish speaking, the white fat man looked frightened.

Can a needle still have a psychological effect? When did our Chinese medicine become so good? The words of the white fat man made all the old-timers in the Chinese medicine industry slightly stunned, saying that it was difficult to understand.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Runqing has the urge to put another needle in the belly of the white fat man, can't you listen to my brother's words?

"Could it be that there is too much loss of yang energy, which makes me like the feeling of being poked around?" The white fat man pondered and was terrified, "I'm a pure master." ”

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"Come on, little fat man, Lao Tzu still has eleven needles here。。。。。。" Old Man Yang's roar resounded in the sky.

The white fat man hugged his head and ran away.

Don't think about it, it's all extremely scary.

After such a fuss from the white fat man, although the solemnity of the harmonious communication between the seniors and the younger leaders in the Chinese medicine industry is a little less, it is a little more relaxed and warm.

Then Gao Ming naturally used Yang Runqing as an experimental specimen to show the mystery of his life-sustaining magic needle, and by the way, he cured the old problem of stomach cold that had plagued Yang Runqing for many years because of irregular diet.

Of course, several old Chinese medicine doctors did not hesitate to advise, showing their housekeeping skills one by one, and Gao Ming bypassed them one by one, which benefited a lot.

He finally understood why the old man was willing to risk the world's disapproval to steal a hundred skills, it turned out that one person's wisdom is limited after all, and everyone's wisdom is unlimited.

This kind of harmonious exchange lasted until the evening, and a hearty dinner was indispensable, but this time, Mr. Gao did not eat for nothing, he took the initiative to pay for it.

Of course, no one robbed him, and that was the main thing.

Only one night later, under the deliberate spread of well-intentioned people, Gao Ming became famous in the capital again, this time not because of his panacea, but because of his peerless medical skills that can compete with several famous doctors in the capital.

Originally, some people suspected that this was a move by the Gao family and wanted to use the reputation of several people to help Gao Ming pave the way, but when the two patients who had been treated by Gao Ming were found, they were full of praise for Gao Ming, which made everyone look at Gao Ming again.

This young grandson of the Gao family is even more amazing than his once talented father.

However, this time, no one will have a bad heart for Gao Ming, a small sapling with a beautiful wood in the forest, there is no power dumping, only control of life and death, only envy.

The result of becoming famous again is that the invitations Gao Ming received in the next few days can simply support the entire Gao family to make a fire and cook for a day, even the well-informed tall director has a little headache for his son.

From the other four great families who are as famous as the Gao family to the heads of the major ministries and commissions in China, and even the big one, who rarely has direct contact with the Gao family, has spread the news, hoping that Gao Ming can take the time to check the body of several supreme leaders.

If Gao Ming goes to these invitations, the time can be arranged from October to the year before, which means that Gao Ming can't do anything, he can only go to eat every day, and live a life that is happier than a pig.

Gao Ming's idea of choosing a few closer families to go to the scene was directly vetoed by Gao Zikai and his wife, each circle has its own rules, it doesn't matter whether Gao Ming goes or not, what matters is the attitude of the Gao family.

The Gao family naturally won't be afraid of anyone, if it's about power, don't look at the many people who hand over the invitation cards can't catch up with the Gao family, but if these people join forces, even the Gao family has a headache.

In the end, Gao Ming's choice was very simple, he didn't go to that house, just stayed at home, chatted with his parents, and sat in the small courtyard with the beautiful female students who came to visit to watch the breeze。。。。。。。

Then, no one was surprised, and the families died down.

People, that's how weird it is.

Life is such a fuck.