"Dad, how about I'm amazing, I've got him." Fu Lan walked up to his father and pointed at Ling Yun.

"This is Doctor Ling." Fu Chunlai glared at his daughter, then walked forward quickly and grabbed Ling Yun's hand, "Doctor Ling, you finally appeared." ”

The middle-aged man in front of him was a little too much, not only Ling Yun was surprised.

Even Fu Lan and the foreigner looked at Fu Chunlai in surprise, and he held Ling Yun's hand to express the irrepressible excitement in his heart.

Fu Chunlai, who can hide his personal feelings very well, is so overjoyed at this time.

Ling Yun frowned, obviously a little uncomfortable with Fu Chunlai's excited cousin.

"Okay, I'll show the old man."

Fu Chunlai let go of Ling Yun, and the expression on his face reverted, "Doctor Ling, please come here." ”

Looking at Fu Chunlai's appearance, Hopkin raised his eyebrows a little strangely, being able to make a person in a high position respect so much, could it be that this young man really has special abilities.

"You're here." Fu Lao, who was lying on the bed, had a calm smile on the elder's face.

"Don't worry, old man, I can cure your disease."

Fu Lao Mei smiled, "I have seen your skills with my own eyes, of course I can trust it." After speaking, he glanced at Hopkin next to him, "Later, let this foreigner have a good understanding of what Chinese medicine is, lest he will always be called by a witch doctor when he is outside in the future, which will make our Chinese quintessence become ignorant and ignorant." ”

This old man is obviously still dissatisfied with what Hopkin just said, and an old revolutionary like him, who has fought for the country all his life, will never allow others to look down on his motherland, especially on his own land.

For Lingyun, the inheritor of the quintessence of the country, the more he looks at it, the more pleasing it becomes.

"Of course it's no problem, you always lie down, I'll show you." Ling Yun's fingers rested on Fu Lao's wrist, and then he closed his eyes and felt it.

Hopkin had already come to him, stretched out his head to watch Ling Yun's movements, and then subconsciously stretched out his hand, gestured on his other wrist, and kept shaking his head.

Although he had heard of the pulse diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine, he had never seen it, but this time it was very novel to him, there was no modern instrument detection, just by the beating of the pulse, he could really judge the cause, he really didn't believe it.

Ling Yun quickly stopped, "Your old illness is just a little stricter than a month ago, and there is no problem." At the same time, he turned his head to Arashi and said, "You go and get me some alcohol." ”

"Can you really tell a patient's physical condition by the pulse beating?"

"This is normal, changes in human physiology will cause slight changes in the pulse, and I am just scratching the surface. A real master, they don't need to check the pulse, they can tell what is wrong with your body just by looking at your face. Ling Yun said very softly, but his voice was unquestionable.

Hopkin was a little dumbfounded, "I still don't believe it." ”

"You'll believe it later."

Fu Lan had already taken out the alcohol, and Ling Yun took out the silver needles on his body again, all of which were detoxified.

Ling Yun dealt with Lao Dao, "I use acupuncture, don't move around." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not a three- or two-year-old child." Fu Lao said angrily.

Looking at the ten-centimeter-long needle in his hand, Hopkin's eyes widened even more, "Your needle is so long, there won't be a problem!" ”

"If I don't even have this ability, I don't dare to make a move." As he spoke, Ling Yun moved his hand to the part of Fu Lao's heart.

"Where are you going to put the silver needle?" Hopkin's voice snapped.

"Of course it is."

"It's the heart, you stop. If you go down with this needle, you may be pierced into the heart. Hopkin was completely calm, and looked at the others at the same time, "You still don't stop him, I'm really ready to let him continue." ”

Hopkin was in a hurry, but no one came out to stop him.

Ling Yun was a little speechless, but said lightly, "Don't talk, let's talk about driving you out." As he spoke, the ten-centimeter-long silver needle in his hand pierced directly into the heart.

Hopkin looked there with wide eyes as if he had been stabbed all of a sudden, but he couldn't speak anymore, just stared at the half-down silver needle under Ling Yun's hand, and then looked at the patient lying on the bed, Fu Lao didn't react at all, just opened his eyes and lay there.

Without any instruments, he couldn't see the situation in his body, he dared to take the needle directly and prick it down, Hopkin didn't know what to say, and soon he had a strange feeling, the patient didn't react, didn't he feel a little pain?

"Does this acupuncture really not hurt?" Hopkin scratched his head with his hand, his face full of strangeness.

Fu Chunlai also clenched his hand tightly, looked at Ling Yun's stabbed silver needle, and exclaimed in his heart. Fu Lan was even more frightened and closed her eyes, not daring to look again, as if she was afraid that Ling Yun's needle would prick the wrong part.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Fu Lao's words dispelled these people's worries.

"Don't talk, we're just getting started."

As he spoke, Ling Yun took out another silver needle, and then prepared to put it down.

"You kid won't be ready to put a needle in the heart, you were lucky just now, if you still put a needle there, I'm afraid there will really be a problem." Although Hopkin knew about acupuncture, he had never heard of it in the heart, which was like beckoning death to take the patient away.

Ling Yun smiled, "I won't prick my heart this time." ”

Hearing this, Hope King Kong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and his squinted eyes immediately widened.

I saw Ling Yun's hand holding the silver needle wave downward, and half of the silver needle in his hand pierced directly into the top of his father's head. Putting a needle in the head, in Hopkin's opinion, this is simply unreasonable, where the head is, how complicated it is, this needle is pricked, this is not sending the patient to death.

"My God." Hopkin exclaimed, folded his hands, and began to pray to God, take away this demon in the world, this is a medical skill, it is simply killing people.

However, the old man on the bed did not react at all.

Didn't go wrong? Hopkin leaned forward again, looking at the silver needle that had already entered halfway, he wondered a little, was this really Ling Yun's luck?

"You're not going to have to be pierced, are you?"

Seeing that a few more silver needles appeared in Ling Yun's hand, Hopkin was almost dizzy, the two silver needles were fine, and this young man actually had to get a needle.

Ling Yun ignored Hopkin, who had already come to him, and the few silver needles in his hand, pinched them in his fingers, and pierced them directly into the acupuncture points in Fu Lao's brain.

With each piercing, Hopkin's body on the side trembled, as if it was pierced on his head.

Soon Ling Yun stopped and put away the remaining silver needles.

The fingers began to flick lightly on the silver needle, and the movements were very slow.

"What's going on?" Hopkin muttered to himself on the side, so many needles went down, and the patient didn't have anything to do, he finally believed that this was not luck, Ling Yun's tricks were really a bit of a trick, otherwise there were so many silver needles on his head, and each one went down a few centimeters, something would have happened a long time ago.