Of course, seeing Li Chunfeng's series of actions, Lin Xingyao couldn't simply write about the symptoms and prescriptions, but followed Li Chunfeng's side closely and watched him do this series of actions.

When Li Chunfeng stopped what he was doing, Lin Xingyao put a faint smile on her face and asked Li Chunfeng for advice: "Doctor Li, I don't know what happened to the diagnosis?" ”

Li Chunfeng still had that faint expression, and there didn't seem to be any embarrassed expression between his eyebrows, Lin Xingyao was shocked, and said secretly: "Could it be that this Doctor Li already has the answer in his heart?" ”

Which Cheng thought, Li Chunfeng just shook his head slightly, and said: "Outside, except for the throat is slightly red and the body is slightly hot, there is no other abnormal color!" ”

"Oh!"

Lin Xingyao didn't expect to receive such an answer, but she was also relieved in her heart, at least she already had a little clue about this child's soldiers.

Li Chunfeng wrinkled his brows and looked at Xiao An for a while, then suddenly walked slowly to Yuan Tiangang's side, and said, "Master, please give me the golden needle!" ”

Yuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want the golden needle for?" ”

Li Chunfeng turned his head to look at the child's flushed face and unconscious, and said in a deep voice: "The apprentice wants to prick the acupoint for this child's golden needle!" ”

"Golden Needle Piercing?"

Hearing the conversation between Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, Lin Xingyao was stunned for a moment, and then there was a trace of surprise on her face, but she quickly covered it up.

"Are you sure?" Yuan Tiangang said.

"With my Taoist luck, eighty percent sure!" Li Chunfeng's voice was very determined.

"Good!"

Yuan Tiangang nodded, took out a medical box that was almost identical to Li Chunfeng's from the wide sleeve length of his robe, took out a delicate needle bag from the first drawer, and handed it to Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng took it respectfully, and then asked Si Miao for high-grade liquor, dipped it in high-grade liquor with a cotton swab, and gently smeared it on several acupuncture points on Xiao An's body. Li Chunfeng shot and inserted seven or eight golden needles into Xiao An's body.

This method of smearing high liquor on the body is still Li Yuanba's death regulation for medical school, and its purpose is to disinfect.

After all, compared to high-temperature sterilization, the needles that have been burned to a black paste, the highly liquor disinfection looks cleaner, doesn't it?

"This ...... Is this the technique of piercing the acupuncture point with a golden needle? ”

Looking at the kung fu that was almost in the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight more golden needles on the child named Xiao An, which were still swinging, from the face to the chest and abdomen, and then to the limbs......

In this way, Sensei said that it was ordinary doctors and students. Even the few Xinglin Holy Hands sitting behind Yuan Tiangang and them all had a look of horror on their faces.

It's not that they don't know how to practice acupuncture, but they don't know how to do it with qi.

Even if they can use qi to perform needles, but to apply needles to such young children, even they dare not do it easily.

What about this Dr. Li again? Without the slightest hesitation, he put an acupuncture on such a seven or eight-year-old child, and he was not afraid of something?

Several white-bearded old men glanced at each other a few times, and in the end, it was Lin Xingyao's master, Imperial Physician Wang, who probably didn't believe in Li Chunfeng's medical skills. Perhaps for Lin Xingyao's sake, she stood up and said:

"Doctor Li, this child is still so small. All kinds of organs in your body are still in the stage of development, and if you prick them with so many golden needles, aren't you afraid that you will hurt your child? ”

Originally, the seniors asked, how do you have to build a stubble as a junior? How do you know that Li Chunfeng doesn't care about him at all. He parted his fingers and gently flicked them on the tails of several golden needles.

"You ......"

was ignored, and his dignified doctor was ignored. And it was still gorgeously ignored, and Imperial Physician Wang's heart was naturally angry.

But he is just angry, he is Yuan Tiangang's disciple, what can you do with others?

Airplanes!

didn't go to see Imperial Doctor Wang, but seeing that Li Chunfeng just flicked it gently, the golden needles began to tremble back and forth, and Xiao An, who was on the hospital bed, began to tremble with the tremor of those golden needles.

Xiao An's red little face began to turn white slowly, and the fists that were originally clenched together finally relaxed, turning from fists to palms.

"Dr. Lee......"

The beautiful woman standing on the side, that is, Xiao An's mother, suddenly became nervous when she saw this movement.

Li Chunfeng waved his hand slightly at the beautiful woman, signaling her not to be nervous, but at the same time, his eyes were staring at the golden needles, for fear of missing something.

The Xinglin masters present were originally sitting on the side with their own identities, but when they saw Li Chunfeng's solemn face, they looked at each other, stood up together, walked to the side of the hospital bed, and looked at the few golden needles that had been trembling.

How can this situation be rare Li Yuanjing, a lively little boy, squeezing his head and looking at the golden needle, but he can't understand how he looks at it, and he can't figure it out, then Li Chunfeng is just a flick of his fingers, why is the needle dangling endlessly?

Only Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang, the presidents and vice presidents, looked at the appearance of those golden needles, and showed a strange look on their faces.

I don't know how long it took, but when the speed of the golden needle trembling became slower and slower, as if it was about to stop, the solemn look on Li Chunfeng's face deepened.

Lin Xingyao and Xiao An's mother next to her, looking at Li Chunfeng's face, their hearts were up and down.

One is worried about losing the game, and the other is worried about the child's condition.

Li Chunfeng, who was stared at by the two of them, as if he hadn't noticed the light in their eyes, pulled out the golden needle after it stopped trembling.

As those golden needles were pulled out, thin blood spots came out of the gaps in the acupuncture points that should not have existed, and gradually overflowed the size of a fly's eye.

Li Chunfeng stared at the blood beads the size of a fly's eye for a long time, his face changed greatly, he turned around and came to the small table, and wrote with a pen.

At the end of the day, Li Chunfeng took the rice paper, walked straight to Sun Simiao, and said, "Uncle Shi, Xiaodao voluntarily gave up the follow-up competition, please be sure to let Chunfeng personally diagnose this child!"

Sun Simiao raised his eyebrows and said, "But why?"

Li Chunfeng shrugged his brows and said: "Uncle Shi, since this child was selected by you and a group of seniors, then you should know the specific condition of this child, if this disease is put on a middle-aged person, it is naturally no problem, but he is just a child, if he is not treated quickly, I am afraid that his life will be in danger!" (To be continued.) )