"Kevin Zhu, do you dare to bet?" Lin Xiangnan looked at Zhu Kaiwen coldly and asked loudly. （.）

To bet or not to bet?

At this time, Zhu Kaiwen's face was extremely ugly.

But soon, he made up his mind.

He looked at Lin Xiangnan and said loudly: "Bet, bet, you think I'm afraid of you, you think you can scare me like this." You're a liar. I'll just wait here, waiting for you to kneel and kowtow to me and admit my mistake. Chinese medicine? Hahahaha, you're here to be funny!"

"You remember what you just said." Lin Xiangnan looked at Zhu Kaiwen with a cold look in his eyes and said coldly.

Seeing Lin Xiangnan's eyes, Zhou Ying on the side couldn't help but be stunned, in her memory, Lin Xiangnan showed such a look for the first time.

"Get me the number two, the five, and the seven." Lin Xiangnan looked at Zhou Ying and said.

This time, Lin Xiangnan asked for three boxes of needles in one go.

"You're crazy!" But who knew that Zhou Ying's color changed suddenly, looked at Lin Xiangnan in great horror, and said in surprise.

"I'm awake." Lin Xiangnan grinned: "Go get these needles."

"Nope." Zhou Ying categorically refused: "You can't use Guanyin's hands, grandpa said, you can't use Guanyin's hands unless you have to, you are simply fighting for your life."

That's right, Guanyin hand, what Lin Xiangnan plans to use now is the Guanyin hand.

"I'm saving lives." Lin Xiangnan said: "Although her condition has stabilized for the time being, if you want to cure her completely, you can only fight with Guanyin's hand."

"Is this bet really so important to you?" Zhou Ying looked at Lin Xiangnan very angrily: "Can you not be so impulsive?"

"It's not an impulse." Lin Xiangnan said resolutely: "You can call me stupid, and they can laugh at me for being stupid, but there are some things that I have to defend." If you don't help me get these three boxes of needles, I'll take them myself. ”

After speaking, Lin Xiangnan was ready to take the backpack over, and then take out the three boxes of needles.

"I'll do it anyway." At this time, Zhou Ying took the backpack first, and then took out a box of needles from it, didn't look at Lin Xiangnan at all, handed it to him and said, "This is the No. 7 needle."

Lin Xiangnan took the No. 7 needle and smiled at Zhou Ying, but Zhou Ying's expression was still indifferent, and he still didn't look at Lin Xiangnan.

Obviously, Zhou Ying was angry.

Lin Xiangnan smiled, then took out a silver needle from the needle box and began to prepare to apply the needle to Yun Jinghan, but at this moment, Lin Xiangnan suddenly found a feeling, which was still the feeling of seven years ago.

Seven years ago, as long as Zhou Ying was by his side, Lin Xiangnan's heart was very stable.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiangnan couldn't help but look at Zhou Ying again.

At this time, it happened that Zhou Ying also looked at Lin Xiangnan.

The eyes of the two were focused, and there was an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

"See what?" Zhou Ying asked coldly.

"Nothing?" Lin Xiangnan smiled.

Then, Lin Xiangnan's expression instantly became extremely solemn, holding a silver needle in his hand, and the whole person suddenly calmed down.

At this moment, due to the previous bet, everyone focused their attention on Lin Xiangnan.

Seeing Lin Xiangnan calm down, everyone felt that he must be thinking about how to get a needle.

But after three or four seconds, Lin Xiangnan didn't move. And in these three or four seconds, Lin Xiangnan exerted his stillness to the extreme, and the whole person looked like a sculpture.

"What is he doing, in a daze?"

"I think he doesn't know how to get an injection, so I said, how can Chinese medicine be reliable, it's obviously a liar."

"Professor Zhu, you really had the courage just now, this kind of liar just can't be scared by him, now you can say that you are sure to win, waiting for this liar to kowtow to you and admit your mistakes!"

"Yes, Professor Zhu, you can speak out for our expert group this time." That Jiao Lao said even more viciously: "I have exposed the true face of this liar."

As soon as he heard that his peers were holding himself at this time, Zhu Kaiwen's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, looking left and right, that look, not to mention how proud he was.

"A liar like him, I can see through it at a glance." Zhu Kaiwen said quite proudly: "Think you can scare me if you say cruel words? If I don't have the slightest eyesight, will the country let me join this expert group?"

As soon as Zhu Kaiwen's words fell, Lin Xiangnan finally moved.

The silver needle in Lin Xiangnan's hand instantly pierced it with the momentum of thunder, and the momentum of such a needle really didn't look like saving people, but like killing someone.

Motionless as a mountain, moving as thunder.

One stitch, two stitches!

One needle is faster than the other, and one needle is more aggressive than the other!

"He's murdering, stop him!" Zhu Kaiwen roared at this time.

"Yes, even if it's a Chinese medicine doctor, there is no such needle."

"He must have been scolded by us and used the patient to vent."

"It's a loss of conscience!" Jiao Lao was so angry that he trembled.

Each of these experts scolded him, but none of them dared to step forward because they were afraid of being infected.

At this time, among these experts, there was only one person who did not scold, and this person was Liu Ming, that is, the leader of the previous expert group.

At this time, he had a fat face that looked shocked, and his eyes were even more as wide as copper bells, and he looked at Lin Xiangnan in horror. The reason why he is like this is because he knows the needle method used by Lin Xiangnan.

Kannon hands!

That's right, it's Guanyin hand.

To be the leader of this expert group, Liu Ming definitely has capital, when he was young, he was fortunate to see another person perform Guanyin hand, which is simply a magic needle to bring the dead back to life.

That person has a nickname, called Lin Sanzhen, a legendary figure in China, and Lin Xiangnan's grandfather.

"Three Immortal Needles, it turned out to be Three Immortal Needles, my God, am I dazzled." Liu Ming's right hand trembled, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after kneading, he saw Lin Xiangnan applying the needle, Liu Ming was sure that Lin Xiangnan was using Guanyin's hand.

"Could he be the descendant of Lin Sanzhen?" Liu Ming began to calm down, and thought in his heart: "If it is the descendant of Lin Sanzhen, then the immortal Fang ......"

As soon as he thought of the immortal fang, Liu Ming's fat body trembled uncontrollably.

Immortal Fang, that's something that many people dream of.

Lin Sanzhen back then also ended up like that because of the fairy side.

Piff is not guilty of his guilt!

"It's worth it, it's worth it!" Liu Ming tried his best to suppress his excitement, and muttered in his heart: "I have to find a way to leave here immediately, and then go back to Yanjing immediately and tell the news to Sù Dashao."

Immediately, Liu Ming calmed himself down, and then, like a bystander, watched what happened in front of him.

The more the experts scolded, the more intense they became, but no one dared to step forward and stop Lin Xiangnan, because they were afraid of being infected and dying.

Lin Xiangnan pricked more than ten stitches in a row, and the complexion of the whole person changed from ruddy before to a little pale at this time.

"Five-gauge needle." Lin Xiangnan gasped, didn't look at Zhou Ying, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Can you not continue?" Zhou Ying frowned, and persuaded softly: "We can do a blood test for her, and then treat the symptoms, you are a Chinese doctor, I am a Western doctor, I think, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to cure her."

"If I give up now, then my previous efforts will be in vain." Lin Xiangnan shook his head, gasped and said, "Moreover, I have really become a liar." Zhou Ying, I have to fight for this tone. ”

After speaking, Lin Xiangnan looked at Zhou Ying, his eyes burning.

"Ugh." Zhou Ying sighed, she knew that she couldn't stop Lin Xiangnan.

"Five-gauge needle." Zhou Ying took out a box of needles and handed it to Lin Xiangnan.

Lin Xiangnan took it, looked at Zhou Ying, and immediately grinned.

"Laughing at what?"

"Nothing."

The answer was almost the same as before, but this time, Zhou Ying's eyes looking at Lin Xiangnan were like sparkling glass, and they were so beautiful that they were heartwarming.

Because, she understood Lin Xiangnan's smile.

Lin Xiangnan took out the No. 5 silver needle, and this time, his technique of applying the needle was completely different.

If just now, Lin Xiangnan seemed to be murderous, and each needle was more ruthless than the other, then now, the needle in Lin Xiangnan's hand is pierced very slowly and very softly, just like everyone in the boudoir, embroidering mandarin ducks playing in the water for their beloved lover.

Those experts who were still scolding and scolding were gradually quieted down by Lin Xiangnan's acupuncture at this moment, and that kind of softness was like a trickle, soothing the anxiety in their hearts.

No. 5 needle, Lin Xiangnan only pricked eight stitches, but these eight stitches took a full three minutes.

When the eighth needle fell, Lin Xiangnan only felt that the qi and blood were surging wildly, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out.

Lin Xiangnan held back, but the consequences of holding back almost didn't faint, and his body shook violently.

Guanyin's hand has already consumed Lin Xiangnan's vitality. Lin Xiangnan knows how to put needles, but he has never used Guanyin's hand, this is the first time he has used Guanyin's hand.

Use qi to control the needle, but the qi consumed by Guanyin's hand is too much.

Lin Xiangnan didn't know if he would succeed, but he had to succeed.

Because when Lin Xiangnan and Lin Sanzhen studied medicine on the first day, Lin Sanzhen told Lin Xiangnan that the things of the ancestors could not be lost, let alone humiliated.

"I can't fail." Lin Xiangnan gritted his teeth vigorously to sober himself up again.

"You can't hold on any longer." Looking at Lin Xiangnan at this time, Zhou Ying's beautiful eyes turned red, and tears shone brightly: "Even if you save her like this, your own body will collapse."

"Needle No. 2." Lin Xiangnan said weakly.

"No way!" Zhou Ying shook her head.

"Needle No. 2!" Lin almost roared to the south.

Zhou Ying's body trembled suddenly, in her memory, Lin Xiangnan yelled at her like this for the first time, but when she saw Lin Xiangnan's eyes at this time, her beautiful eyes turned even redder.

Immediately, she took out the No. 2 needle and handed it to Lin Xiangnan.

She knew Lin Xiangnan, so at this time, she didn't stop Lin Xiangnan anymore.

"No. 2 needle, only need to prick two needles." Lin Xiangnan forced out a smile, at this time, he really didn't have much strength, and even laughing became a luxury: "Success or failure, do it again."

After speaking, Lin Xiangnan raised the silver needle, and then with a thunderous momentum in his right hand, he struck down the needle.

When this needle was pricked, Yun Jinghan, who was unconscious, suddenly trembled violently, and then trembled for a while before stopping.

And those experts, when they saw this scene, were all stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiangnan picked up the second needle, at this time, his hand holding the needle trembled violently, and he had reached the limit.

At this moment, Zhou Ying, who was beside Lin Xiangnan, almost burst into tears, and her heart also rose to her throat.

This is the last shot, this needle, which determines success or failure, and also determines the dignity and pride of the man next to her.

"Success, must succeed." Zhou Ying muttered in her heart.