Dr. Jiang is over half a hundred years old, and now he says that he wants to worship a yellow-haired girl as a teacher, and everyone is suddenly interested.

Hearing him say this, Fu Ruolan also condensed her expression and looked at Doctor Jiang seriously, "The apprenticeship will be exempted, compensate me a few celadons, and worship three more rings." ”

Not only Nan Yuchen, but even Xi'er looked at Fu Ruolan in surprise, she didn't expect her to be so arrogant.

Nan Yuchen tugged at her cuffs and looked at her with a little uneasiness.

Fu Ruolan withdrew her sleeves, since she dared to say so, she was seventy or eighty percent sure.

Dr. Jiang froze in place, pointing at Fu Ruolan, unable to spit out a word for a long time.

"How? Does Dr. Jiang dare to bet with me? ”

Bet on it! How could his lifelong reputation be ruined on this girl?

"Put down the cruel words now, and wait for you to cry when the time comes!" Doctor Jiang paused, and then said, "If you lose, immediately close the Jikang Hall and kowtow to the door of the Hanging Pot Pharmacy!" ”

"No problem." Fu Ruolan was quite refreshing.

There was a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, but Nan Yuchen was extremely worried.

"Miss, if this boy is really so unlucky, then shouldn't we be unlucky too?"

Jingyun walked to Fu Ruolan's side and said in a low voice.

"Nothing." Fu Ruolan held the young man's pulse, although the pulse was chaotic, but there was a trace of power in the subtlety.

His will to survive is strong.

"Jingyun, take these sets of needles and bake them."

Fu Ruolan handed over a pack of needles, and the silver needles swayed her eyes, why are there so many?

Seeing the moment of crisis, Jingyun didn't say much, and hurriedly took the needle away.

"Your Highness, please help me."

Fu Ruolan bent down and wanted to help the young man up, but he was too heavy for her to move.

Nan Yuchen couldn't help but laugh when he looked at her, and easily scooped up the young man with one arm.

Whoa-fu Ruolan tore open her tattered clothes and wiped the scars on his body with hot water.

The blood stains dried up on her body, and Fu Ruolan took great difficulty to wipe it clean.

She pinched the boy's arm, turned, clicked, and dislocated in an instant.

"Sister!" Xi'er exclaimed, her big eyes full of fear, "What did you do to your brother?" ”

My brother was already in pain lying there, why did Fu Ruolan still unload his arm?

The young man twitched in pain, Fu Ruolan pointed to the table at Nan Yuchen, and he quickly retrieved a few brushes.

Nan Yuchen understood and forced the young man to open his mouth, and Fu Ruolan asked him to bite the brush to death.

After half a cup of tea, Jingyun came to everyone with a bunch of silver needles.

"W-What are you doing here?" Xi'er's immature voice was mixed with endless fear.

Fu Ruolan touched the hot silver needle, ignored Xi'er's words, scooped one up and stabbed it into the young man's head.

The boy's eyes snapped open, and his whole body resisted the needle's approach.

"Help hold him down!" If the needle is broken in the body, it is a very tricky thing.

Kazama found a rope and tied up the boy with Nan Yuchen.

His eyes were red, and his eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

His palms opened and closed, his limbs trembled violently, he didn't know what was whimpering in his mouth, and filth slipped from the corners of his mouth.

"Xi'er, help your brother wipe it." Fu Ruolan commanded in a deep voice, she lowered her eyes to look into his eyes, and inserted a silver needle.

As soon as the silver needle entered, the young man instantly stopped struggling, and collapsed beside Nan Yuchen, looking at Xi'er sluggishly.

Xi'er's hands couldn't stop shaking, and she murmured, "Brother, brother, we'll be fine soon...... You don't move. ”

The soft voice made the boy gradually regain his composure, and the redness in his eyes also subsided a lot.

"Help me settle him." Fu Ruolan grabbed Nan Yuchen's wrist and helped him slowly flatten the young man.

After the little hand left, Nan Yuchen still stared thoughtfully at the wrist she had held.

Fu Ruolan was engrossed in applying the needle, and she didn't notice that Nan Yuchen's gaze had been following her closely.

Half an hour later, dense needles pierced every acupoint of the young man, the young man did not feel pain, but others seemed to be very painful, many girls turned their heads one after another, and could not bear to look at this cruel picture.

Doctor Jiang found a stool at random and sat down leisurely, sneering: "The kung fu of the three-legged cat, I dare to show it." ”

Fu Ruolan raised her head unhappily and smiled at Doctor Jiang: "It's the kung fu of this three-legged cat, when you are your master, it is more than enough." ”

"You!"

"Shut up! If he makes a mistake, it's your fault! ”

"Don't want me to take the blame!" Dr. Jiang still kept his mouth shut sensibly, he knew how serious he had to be when applying the needle, so that he could accurately penetrate the acupuncture points.

If you disturb her by yourself, and then she fails and pushes everything to herself, it won't be good.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, the silver needles on the young man's body turned black one after another, and everyone was speechless.

Fu Ruolan slowly pulled off the needle, "Let your brother rest today, and I'll come to give him the needle tomorrow." ”

Xi'er squeezed Fu Ruolan's cuffs tightly, her eyes were damp, "Sister, can my brother be okay?" ”

Black blood beads flowed from those pinholes, and she felt pain all over her body.

Fu Ruolan patted Xi'er's back, "It's okay, your brother's muscles and veins are not destroyed, but they are blocked by poison, and the silver needles turn black, which is the best proof." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go back, today we can't tell who wins and who loses, tomorrow, we'll see each other again."

The next day, the rooster was crowing and the streets of Qingshui were full of people.

"Are you betting on Dr. Jiang or Miss Fu?"

"I'm crushing Dr. Jiang! It's a good guy who has a head and a face in the stars! ”

"Miss Fu!"

For a while, the crowd was hot, and Dr. Jiang listened outside, his face was extremely ugly, and he dropped a silver ticket, "I must win." ”

Fu Ruolan happened to be here, and smiled at the full bowl: "Bet on me, you wait to get rich." ”

After the words fell, she led poor Xi'er and her brother into Jikang Hall.

Nan Yuchen waited at the door early and took the young man in Fu Ruolan's hand.

Fu Ruolan put on the needle again, the young man was not as calm as yesterday, he struggled hard, and his nails scraped red marks on the back of Fu Ruolan's hand.

The scorching pain made her frown, and she endured the pain and helped the young man's dislocated arm to be replaced.

At that moment, the young man instantly vomited a ball of black blood, staining Fu Ruolan's dress red.

The strong smell of blood spread in the house, and Nan Yuchen grabbed Fu Ruolan at once, and wiped the dirt on her skirt without disgust.

"You're not scared, are you?"

Fu Ruolan shook her head, took out a silver needle, and stabbed it fiercely into the young man's fingertips.

"Ahh The boy finally let out a scream.

After hearing this, Fu Ruolan pinched the silver needle and slid it down his knuckles.

A bloodstain was exposed in front of Xi'er's eyes, and she shouted, "Sister! No! ”