"It turned out to be just a wreck, and even if he was injured, he had to come to the hospital for treatment by the doctor, and he dared to say that Master Luo was a quack, which was simply ridiculous and generous. ”

"Master Luo's real name is Luo Guosheng, he has been a doctor since he was a child, and later he entered the Purple Medicine Mountain, the holy land of medicine, and is the leading medical master in China, and he is famous in the entire medical community. ”

The people in the ward who knew Master Luo's background looked at Qin Feng with even more contempt, as if they were looking at an idiot.

"I didn't expect you to be a disciple of Purple Medicine Mountain. ”

This famous mountain, in his previous life, Qin Feng had several dealings with it because of several medical Taoist saints such as "Nine Needles of Death".

There is only one sect in Purple Medicine Mountain, and it brings together the most famous physicians in the world, who are famous for their medical skills.

Many of the major famous mountains in the martial arts world have friendships with Purple Medicine Mountain.

Luo Guosheng heard his identity be revealed, and the anger in his heart also decreased.

His expression was a little proud, and he looked at Qin Feng with a look of contempt in his eyes.

Not everyone can worship Purple Medicine Mountain.

And being able to worship the Purple Medicine Mountain also shows that the Purple Medicine Mountain recognizes your medical skills.

People in the medical profession are proud to worship the Purple Medicine Mountain.

But Qin Feng's next sentence made Luo Guosheng's expression stiffen.

"These can only show that you are more rubbish, you haven't even learned one-tenth of the essence of Purple Medicine Mountain, and you are even more of a quack!"

Not only that, but even the rest of the entire ward was shocked.

They didn't expect Qin Feng to dare to say such a thing when he knew that Luo Guosheng was a disciple of Purple Medicine Mountain.

"You're insulting me, what qualifications do you have to call me a quack?"

Luo Guosheng looked at Qin Feng with a cold expression.

"Because you can't heal the disease, but you say that you can't save the people who can live, who are you not a quack?"

Qin Feng looked at Luo Guosheng and shouted.

The terrifying momentum shook Luo Guosheng back again and again, and his face was a little pale.

"Enough!"

"I don't want to listen to you anymore, you hurry up and let me go!"

The middle-aged man with a national character face trembled with anger when he heard this.

Master Luo, who came from the Purple Medicine Mountain, had already concluded that his father's medicine stone was spiritless, and Qin Feng, the son-in-law of the Lin family, was still talking nonsense, and the more he talked about it, the more outrageous it became.

For this Lin family's son-in-law, the middle-aged man with the national character face has also heard of it a little.

Lin Ruoxue of the Lin family He has heard that the younger generation in Tianhai City is not bad, not a vase, and the company is quite impressive.

It's a pity that a flower is stuck in cow dung.

"Please, save my grandfather, if you wake up my grandfather, my Liu family will treat you as a guest of honor, treat each other with courtesy, and respond to requests!"

At this time, the woman who had just cried at the door seemed to have grabbed the last straw and looked at Qin Feng pleadingly.

"You also don't deserve to be a fortune teller, and you met me at the last minute. In this world, apart from me, even if the Purple Medicine Mountain Sect Master makes a move, he can't pull you back from the Ghost Gate. ”

Qin Feng looked at Nan Nan, the old man who was almost dead.

"Wait!"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face turned to look at Qin Feng, his eyes were pressing, and his expression was serious:

"How sure are you that you will cure my father?"

He is Liu Ruikang, the second-generation leader of the Liu family.

He didn't trust the famous son-in-law of the Lin family.

"You have to make it clear, it's not me asking for you to be healed now."

Qin Feng snorted coldly.

"Dad, grandpa is dying. ”

The Pear Blossom Tears Girl pleaded bitterly:

"It's already like this, since no one can treat it, let him try, what if there is a miracle?"

"Give you three seconds to think about it, my time is precious, if I don't die, I'll go. Three...... 2. ......"

Qin Feng stretched out his finger and said.

Returning with a hundred years of memory, as long as he shows a little tricks, how many people beg him?

Whether the Liu family grasps the opportunity or not, the decision is in their own hands.

"Rule!"

Liu Ruikang gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a lot of determination.

He has no way out, even if the kid in front of him is a liar, he admits it.

"I need a pair of silver needles!"

Qin Feng looked at Liu Ruikang.

Liu Ruikang immediately looked at the other doctors, and someone in the doctor immediately turned around to get it, and in a few tens of seconds, the silver needle was handed to Qin Feng.

"Please, save my grandfather. ”

The girl begged again.

"Don't worry, since I've already made a move, even if the old man steps into the ghost gate with half a foot, I can pull him back. ”

Qin Feng picked up the silver needle and picked nine of them.

Luo Guosheng on the side was full of disdain, thinking that Qin Feng was grandstanding.

He is a disciple of Ziyao Mountain, and the Purple Medicine and Yam Pharmacopoeia records various silver needle treatment methods, and his one-handed silver needle is also very good, and he can overcome all kinds of incurable diseases.

But Liu Lao was already terminally ill, if he could save his life with a silver needle, why wait for Qin Feng to make a move.

However, in the next second, his face changed instantly.

If people who are familiar with Luo Guosheng see his demeanor at this moment, they will definitely exclaim: Master Luo, you will also be so out of shape?

Yes.

Luo Guosheng did lose his temper, he ...... What did he see?

Qin Feng's fingers were slender and slender, and he pinched nine silver needles with one hand.

What was even more terrifying was that these nine silver needles were arranged in a strange way, as if they were fused with Qin Feng's right hand, forming a strange and sacred and harmonious picture.

"This ......"

Luo Guosheng couldn't sit still, his brain was buzzing.

The rest of the room was also dumbfounded.

"Master Luo, this is ......"

Although Liu Ruikang and others didn't understand it at all, they also knew that it must be extraordinary to make Luo Guosheng lose his temper so much.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Luo Guosheng's eyeballs were about to jump out of his sockets, and he said in shock:

"This is "Nine Needles of Death", he ...... He actually knew "Nine Needles of Death" !!"

The Nine Needles of Death, in the first vein of the medical Tao, are known as the holy science of the medical Tao, and it is a legendary existence in the records of the Purple Medicine Yam Pharmacopoeia.

The reason why Luo Guosheng knew "Nine Needles of Death" was because he had seen the cultivation of the little ancestor of Purple Medicine Mountain.

However, the most outstanding genius of the Purple Medicine Mountain in the past hundred years did not succeed in cultivating the "Nine Needles of Death".

The little ancestor said that the Purple Medicine Mountain inherits the Kunlun Mountain Purple Medicine Sect.

And in the history of Kunlun Mountain, since the death of the first generation of patriarchs, no one has successfully cultivated the "Nine Needles of Death".

If she succeeds in cultivating, she will definitely be able to regain the former glory of the Purple Medicine Sect and let the Purple Medicine Mountain return to Kunlun Mountain.

Flash.

Qin Feng moved, holding nine needles in his right hand, and with lightning speed, he pierced the silver needles into several acupuncture points of Liu Lao!

Then, as Qin Feng's hand moved, the nine slender silver needles that had submerged into Liu Lao were also trembling.

It gives people a charm that is inexplicable.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Qin Feng was in a calm mood from beginning to end.

Until five minutes later.

"Close!"

Qin Feng snorted.

All nine silver needles returned.

"I forgot that "Nine Needles of Death" is extremely consuming of true qi, and now I only have to concentrate my cultivation to concentrate one's energy. ”

He also let out a long breath, it was only a matter of time before Liu Lao woke up.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Qin Feng, who was soaked and tired.

Does it take to be so tired to heal?

How does it feel like running a marathon?

Pretending, huh?

But in the next second, Liu Lao, who was still holding a breath just now, suddenly trembled and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Then his face quickly flushed, and his heart rate suddenly returned!

In an instant, there was a dead silence all around!