The final session of the finals of the TCM competition has entered the white-hot stage. The scene was surrounded by a crowd of people, and there were all kinds of discussions, all of which were curious about who the third master who spoke wildly was.

Standing behind, holding down Ye Rufeng's shoulders and dragging him back, it was the arrogant third master Ye Wanhui.

Directly ahead, his eyes were obviously unconvinced, and he was striding towards this side, and it was the pillar of the god needle. These two people are arrogant, and neither of them will obey anyone, but don't fight on the spot.

Ye Rufeng snorted, glanced at Fang Mu, and took the first step to say, "Let's continue the game first, Principal Lu's treatment can't be stopped." ”

The four silver needles are still stabbing in Lu Zhengmin's heart, these two old men won't be so disregardful of the overall situation. "Your apprentice can only recognize acupoints, and he can't even hold the needle steadily, so it's obvious that you lost to me. "Fang

Not to be outdone, Dongliang swung the needle bag in front of Ye Wanhui, full of provocation.

The onlookers didn't know who Ye Wanhui was, and they couldn't get used to seeing him so arrogant. This time they understood, it turned out that this old man turned out to be Ye Rufeng's master!

"Oh my God, how powerful should the medical skills of a person who can hand over an apprentice like Ye Rufeng be?" "I also want to worship him as a teacher and become as skilled as Ye Rufeng." ”

"Come on, first of all, you have to be as handsome. "What's the connection? I think you're just taking a fancy to him......"

......“

You are still the same as before, you will take a needle to poke it here, poke it there, and be undefeated in the East?" Ye Wanhui's mouth was very sharp.

Fang Dongliang snorted, raised his chin and turned his head, and said disdainfully: "You are the same as before, you don't know acupuncture at all, you can only tinker with herbs, what's the difference between you and a farmer in the countryside?"

These two people really disregard the overall situation and don't care about Lu Zhengmin's life or death.

Ye Rufeng felt a headache, the two of them combined were more than a hundred, and they quarreled like children. I only heard Fang Mu smack his tongue and said, "Ouch, if you keep arguing, Principal Lu will be about to get cold." ”

"You two stop arguing. Ye Rufeng walked up to separate the two of them, and said helplessly, "The game is not over yet." As soon as the game is over, won't it be clear who wins and who loses?"

Fang Dongliang nodded and said, "That makes sense." Old fellow, do you dare to compare with me? Let's see which of our apprentices is better?" Ye Wanhui raised his eyebrows: "Who is afraid of whom? Rufeng will definitely win!"

After speaking, Ye Wanhui turned around and walked to Ye Rufeng's side, leaned into his ear and threatened, "If you dare to lose, I will tell your father about your hiding in Wenfeng City, and you will wait to marry that ugly daughter-in-law." ”

This trick is too ruthless! Ye Rufeng opened his mouth, and was about to beg for mercy, but was glared at fiercely by Ye Wanhui. The onlookers couldn't wait for a long time, and craned their necks to watch the next game. With a long sigh, Ye Rufeng patted Fang Mu's shoulder, and said with a sad face: "Mu, go on." ”

Among the seven acupoints of the heart, the four acupoints of Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianshu and Shaoguang have been pierced into the silver needle, Lu Zhengmin's face has obviously improved, and his black lips have a trace of blood. Ye Rufeng pressed Lu Zhengmin's chest with his hand, and found that the noise of his heartbeat became smaller.

He closed his eyes, heard the sound of his heartbeat normalizing, and the image of his heart appeared in his mind again. Just as he was about to point out the next acupoint, someone suddenly said, "The anesthesiologist hasn't come yet, what if the principal is convulsing?"

In case Lu Zhengmin has convulsions again during the needle application, he may be in fatal danger. "It's just such a small acupuncture, and you need an anesthesiologist, it's really a quack. ”

Ye Wanhui sneered. was refuted by Ye Wanhui in person, the referee teacher couldn't hold back his face, and said unwillingly: "Where did the old guy come from? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? You don't need an anesthesiologist, can you find a hypnotist?" Not to mention, Ye Wanhui really doesn't have a medical qualification certificate, he is an authentic "barefoot" doctor.

However, there are not 1,000 dignitaries who want to see this "barefoot" doctor, but 800. Hearing this, Ye Rufeng smiled. It's not that the referee doesn't know the third master, it's that the third master is usually so arrogant, and today he was also ridiculed by the stunned Qing. Tell the third master, you usually test my medicine, and I won't help you talk today.

Rufeng thought with a wicked smile in his heart. Ye Wanhui was not angry at all, but laughed: "Have you heard of Ma Boiling San? You haven't studied Chinese medicine?" Ma Boiling Powder, a traditional Chinese herbal medicine anesthetic, is said to have been created by Hua Tuo. It's not that the referee teacher doesn't know that Ma is boiling, and now that Western medicine is in charge, who would want to use this?

When Ye Wanhui said this, his face suddenly turned red, and he was ashamed. "What age is it, you still use hemp to boil, anesthetics have side effects on patients.

If you want me to say, if you pierce the Tianyuan acupoint with a silver needle, the patient will be paralyzed immediately, and the needle will be withdrawn afterwards, there will be no side effects, and it will be much more useful than your herbs. Fang Dongliang refused to miss any opportunity to bury Ye Wanhui.

Tianyuan acupoint, that is the back of the head, if you are not careful, you will pierce your brain, and the biggest side effect is death. I said you, can you not be so rude......" Ye Wanhui rolled her eyes.

The two of them quarreled happily, and the onlookers next to them could hear it in a fog. The quarrel between the medical gods is different, and ordinary people can't understand what they say at all. Ordinary people can't understand it, but Ye Rufeng can hear it clearly.

Hemp boils, which is safer than anesthetics. But now that Lu Zhengmin has passed out, how can he wake him up and drink medicine? But as the third master said, the Tianyuan acupoint is under the back of the head, in case when the needle is applied, Lu Zhengmin turns over and slaps all the needles in his head at once, what should I do?

"Okay, stop arguing!" was so annoyed by these two people that Ye Rufeng shouted, "I have a way!"

"Your methods are unreliable, I am now lighting Principal Lu's 6 acupuncture points, and within an hour, he can't move. As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Rufeng's fingers were like steel rods and poked Lu Zhengmin 6 times.

Lu Zhengmin's clenched fists slowly relaxed, and the whole person seemed to be asleep. "This ...... Is this a point?"

"Isn't this something that only comes out of martial arts novels?"

Does it really work? I'm going to learn it too. Everyone was stunned by his trick of pressing the acupoint, and looked at him dumbfounded. The silver needle had been pierced into the four orifices for too long, and it could not be delayed any longer, Ye Rufeng nodded at Fang Mu: "Wood, here, Yuheng, Kaiyang." ”

As he spoke, two fingers pressed side by side on Lu Zhengmin's chest, leaving two red fingerprints. Fang Mu had already prepared, took a deep breath, and the silver needle pierced the skin and pierced directly into the heart.

Feeling the change in the sound of his heart beating, Ye Rufeng suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Okay, the last acupuncture point is here." With that, he pointed again. This time, Fang Mu was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Ye Rufeng frowned and asked, this position is very accurate, what is Fang Mu hesitating about?" "Brother Ye, the ribs under this acupuncture point." Fang Muyi raised his eyebrows and said.

Ye Rufeng only cared about finding the acupuncture points, and didn't notice this at all. He slapped the door of the head, and the silver needle could not pierce the ribs and enter the heart.

But the angle of this last acupuncture point was extremely tricky, Ye Rufeng closed his eyes and listened for a while, but he still couldn't find an angle to avoid the ribs.

Lao Fang, your apprentice can't do it, you're going to lose. Ye Wanhui patted the table and said with a smile.

"Well, not necessarily. Seeing Fang Mu's sweaty appearance, Ye Rufeng frowned and said, "There is really no way." ”

The silver needle is in the heart, disrupting the original blood flow, and over time, it will cause irreversible damage to the heart. Ye Rufeng gritted his teeth, if he came up with this method to say it, everyone would definitely think he was crazy.

"What's the solution, just say it. Fang Mu was really anxious. Ye Rufeng made up his mind, leaned into Fang Mu's ear and said, "Don't think I'm crazy, break this rib of his......" Before Ye Rufeng could finish speaking, Fang Mu glared at him and shouted in a low voice: "Are you crazy?" "I'm also here to save people!"

"Are you saving people or killing people?" "Where is so much nonsense? If you don't break this rib, Principal Lu can't cure it." Ye Rufeng didn't bother to explain, and spread his hands and said. The others didn't know what they were discussing in a low voice, but they could only see Fang Mu's face getting darker and darker.

Finally, Fang Mu took a deep breath and said, "Damn, I think I'll let you die sooner or later." A broken rib can scratch your internal organs, which is dangerous, how sure are you?"

If someone else asks this, no one will dare to say that they are sure.

But Ye Rufeng is different, he is proficient in all kinds of killing techniques. How to break the ribs, how much force to break a few ribs, it was easy for him. Not to mention the ribs, all the bones in the whole body, where can Ye Rufeng hit.

Isn't it just breaking a rib? You still ask if you are sure, are you annoying? 100 percent!" Ye Rufeng patted Fang Mu's shoulder and said seriously. I can manage the kid.

Xiao Shangfang uncovered the tiles, went into the water to fry fish, was favored by the dragon guy at the age of 16, and entered the organization to set up a special operations force, there is nothing this kid dare not do. Hey, let him go. If you want to force this kid to leave Wenfeng City and hide in the ravine, you won't be able to find him. The group walked for a short time and went down to the end of the basement.

This basement is very small, and when the corridor goes down, it is a cramped corridor, which can only be passed by two people side by side. At the end of the corridor was a door, Qin Zhen pushed the door open, and the inside suddenly opened up, at least more than a hundred square meters. "How is this designed to look like a rat hole?"

Fang Mu quipped. "You don't understand, this is called a husband and a husband, and ten thousand people can't be opened. Anyone who enters the ward from above must go through this corridor, and there is no way to hide. ”

This basement is designed to be level enough, Ye Rufeng smacked his tongue and said, "But there must be an exit in the ward, where can you escape if you are in danger." ”

Ye Rufeng followed behind Fang Mu, and when he walked into the ward, he suddenly heard Qin Zhen exclaim: "Dad, what's wrong with you?!"