It is said that peers are enemies, but it is these enemies who form the alliance camp the fastest.

Fang Feilang, as a non-association insider, was attacked by the group for the first time.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Yan Xishan's mouth, and he added oil and vinegar to it, "Doctor Zhao is a permanent director of the Chinese Medicine Association, and he is known as the first injection in the southwest. With twelve golden needles in one hand, he has saved countless lives and helped countless wounded, and medical schools around the world often invite him to be a guest professor to give lectures to graduate students! ”

"I invited him to come, not only because of his golden signboard, but also after some careful consideration!"

"It's not like the eldest brother, if you are sick and go to the doctor, anyone dares to invite you to come and see a doctor! This is typical irresponsibility! ”

"Our dad has served the country all his life and has made outstanding contributions! A little doctor in a third-rate hospital like him is not worthy of giving our dad a needle at all! Looking at Youqian's face today, I'll save some face for him! ”

"Acquaintances, don't kick your nose in the face! It's not fun to find it yourself! ”

Before the words fell, the five fierce generals standing behind him took a step forward on the ground, murderous and awe-inspiring!

Doctor Zhao was held up to the sky by him, and the excitement in his heart became more and more difficult to bear, "To be honest, I am recently preparing for the academic exchange application of Tianzhu National Medical College!" I am very busy every day, which is why you opened your mouth and I withdrew from the hundred gangs! If it's someone else, don't even think about it! ”

"Third brother!"

Boss Yan fiddled with the jade wrench on his thumb, and smiled weirdly, "Our family and the Zhou family are world friends!" Youqian is like our own brothers, how can you doubt that the people he brought are not good? ”

"In that case, then ask this Zhao Divine Doctor to continue to administer needles to save people!" Fang Feilang smiled indifferently, "I dare to guarantee with my life, if he goes down with this needle, Yan Lao's life will not be lost!" ”

Doctor Zhao's lips squirmed, but he didn't say anything, he didn't have a bottom in his heart, and when Fang Feilang said this, he became more and more panicked.

"You quacks! If you can cure it, you can cure it, don't beep if you can't cure it! ”

Zhou Youqian looked around, pointed at Doctor Zhao, and said in a fierce voice, "To cure diseases and save people, rely on your hands and not your mouth!" ”

"Hey!"

Fang Feilang sighed, shook his head and put away the silver needle bag, he had already planned to apply needles for Yan Lao just now, but now it seems that there is no need for this!

"Youqian, it's not a business to catch up!"

Zhou Youqian was also angry!

It's just that in front of the elders, it's not good to have a seizure!

"Farewell, everyone!"

Fang Feilang shook the silver needle bag in his hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"This silver needle ......"

The moment Doctor Zhao saw the silver needle bag, his expression was a little dazed, and he blurted out for a while.

Realizing that he had lost his words, Doctor Zhao subconsciously closed his mouth!

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention!

After he reminded him like this, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Feilang's silver needle, as if they had seen a rare treasure, and they all showed shocked expressions.

"Isn't this a long-lost miracle branch? Ten years ago in the neon country, after being successfully bid by a mysterious buyer at a high price of 30 million, he never appeared again, how could it be in his hands? ”

"Myoeda? No way! At the auction, I saw the real Miaozhi Shen Needle, and he must be a fake! ”

"That's right! It's a fake! High imitation! Blindfolded! ”

Hum!

Zhou Youqian snorted coldly in his nostrils, put his hands around his chest, looked at the Chinese medicine physicians present one by one, or shocked or indignant, pouted and said sarcastically, "Sour! It's so sour! ”

The father and son of the Yan family are in business and politics, and they have never heard of any wonderful branches, but they just guessed from the expressions and tones of everyone that this silver needle must be unusual!

"That's it!"

Yan Lao, who had been keeping his eyes slightly closed, slowly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Fang Feilang quietly.

"I'm an old problem, and I was sentenced to death by the hospital a long time ago! Youqian was kind enough to bring this little doctor over to treat the disease and let him try it, why not? What is the fight? ”

As soon as the old man spoke, everyone immediately shut up!

Fang Feilang touched his nose and said indifferently, "Elder Yan's current condition should be mainly based on medicine to regulate the body, supplemented by auricular acupuncture!" ”

The other Chinese medicine practitioners listened and nodded frequently.

It's not that they didn't think of this, but that no one wants to do it!

The ear acupuncture is indeed effective, but this needle can go down, and you can live or die!

Who wants to gamble with his life and the life and death of the old man?

Once the old man is dead, the three tiger generals of the Yan family will not be blamed if they are not alive!

"Since the patient's family doesn't believe me, I don't need to be ugly! There is a pill here, which can save the life of Elder Yan in times of crisis! It can be regarded as a glimmer of life left for Yan Lao for the sake of Youqian's face! ”

After saying this, Fang Feilang turned around and left.

Zhou Youqian frowned, but he couldn't resist the idea of stopping his friend, and then arched his hand towards Yan Lao, "Shibo, Youqian did his best!" Take care! Leave! ”

Who hasn't lost his temper yet!

"It's a pity! It fell into his hands! It's really blind! ”

Divine Doctor Zhao was unhappy in his heart, and he was out of the door for a while, and was grabbed by Boss Yan, "Doctor Zhao, didn't you say that the divine needle is fake?" ”

"Fake! Fake! Naturally it's fake! Let me give Yan Lao an injection and help him relieve his pain! ”

Doctor Zhao had cold sweat on his forehead, his mouth was busy changing the topic, his hands were flustered for a while, he lost his sense of proportion, and the needle was so deep.

Yan Lao's eyes suddenly widened, and the hand that had been covering his chest drooped abruptly, and his body leaned straight back.

"Dad!" The second son of the Yan family exclaimed in surprise and pounced one after another, "Dad! What happened to you? ”

Yan Xishan even grabbed Doctor Zhao's collar, "You rotten quack, Lao Tzu wants your life!" ”