Chapter 4: Surrender

"Is there a needle?"

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Mo Xiaofan asked lightly.

"Needles, young man, you don't plan to burn them with needles, do you? It just so happens that the old man has a box here. ”

Dean Deng rolled his eyes and motioned for his assistant to hand over a sandalwood box.

"Thank you. ”

Mo Xiaofan took it in his hand, opened the box, and revealed two rows of silver needles ten centimeters long, he pinched out one, only to see a flash of silver light, and when he brushed it, it was inserted into Dean Deng's palm.

"Ah, bastard boy, what are you doing with the old man?"

Dean Deng was stunned for a moment and then became furious.

"I haven't carried the needle for a long time, I'm a little rusty, look for the feeling. ”

Mo Xiaofan said lightly.

Before being reborn, a minor illness like this could be cured with a wave of his hand, and he didn't need a silver needle at all, so he had to be familiar with it.

"Poof!"

Dean Deng's eyes darkened, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Nima, do you still have to find a feeling before treatment?

This boy is also very unreliable, right?

All of them had strange expressions.

"Brush!"

Dean Deng hasn't recovered from his extreme indignation, and he has been hit by two more injections in his body, he is really about to explode, and he is a dignified Xinglin national player, but he was actually used as an experiment by the teenager, which is a great shame!

However, the young man's next words made his expression change drastically.

"Is your stomach feeling better now?"

Mo Xiaofan asked lightly, ready to treat Zhou Boda.

"My stomach ?...... Hey, weird, it doesn't hurt at all!"

When Dean Deng heard the reminder, he realized that his stomach, which had been hurting for most of the day, did not hurt at all, and then he was even more shocked to find that the three silver needles pierced into his body were extremely accurate.

Thinking of the process of the teenager's acupuncture, it is simply smooth and easy!

His mouth was wide open, his eyes were full of horror, and he hadn't yet reacted from the extreme shock, only to see that Mo Xiaofan had already started treatment.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Mo Xiaofan picked up nine silver needles.

He quietly ran the exercises, summoned the Yuan Force to condense it in the palm of his hand, and then transported it to the silver needle through his fingertips.

Brush Brush Brush –

Mo Xiaofan's hand was like lightning, and with a wave of his hand, nine silver needles pierced into the nine major acupoints around Zhou Boda's body.

The acupuncture method he performed was the "Nine Needles of Yin and Yang", which had the miraculous effect of living and dying the bones.

If his cultivation is higher, he can condense the vitality in his body into an invisible silver needle, and he can cure the disease without a sound.

His cultivation is still too low, and he has to rely on the silver needle of the entity.

Mo Xiaofan was calm and kept flicking the nine silver needles.

The nine silver needles trembled rapidly or slowly, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone.

Soon, wisps of white mist emerged from Zhou Boda's body.

"It's amazing! Can this kid really do miracles?"

"Could it be that he is really a legendary stranger!"

Looking at this magical scene, everyone was stunned.

The scene was eerily quiet, and only the sound of each other's fierce heartbeats could be heard.

If at the beginning, no one thought that Mo Xiaofan was a miracle doctor, then now, seeing this magical scene with his own eyes, his mind has quietly changed.

"This ...... How is it possible? The technique is like electricity, the acupuncture points are precise, and there is actually the legendary ......"

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway, and the one who is most shaken is none other than Dean Deng.

"Dean Deng, how is it?" everyone was puzzled.

"This, this is the legendary luck needle, how can it be used in reality!"

Dean Deng's eyes were about to fall out, for fear of missing any detail.

"Close!"

With a wave of his hand, Mo Xiaofan withdrew the nine silver needles, and then slapped the old man's abdomen, quietly inputting a wisp of Yuan Force.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhou Boda, who was still in a coma just now, turned ruddy, coughed a few times, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Dad, are you awake!Are you okay?" Zhou Congjun trembled in surprise.

"Well, I walked away from the ghost gate, but Lord Yama didn't accept it, and the old man came back, haha......" Zhou Boda laughed heartily a few times.

"Dad, thanks to this little brother, I cured you!" Zhou Congjun hurriedly pointed at Mo Xiaofan and said.

"It's him!"

Zhou Congjun looked at the young man who was too young to speak, and his first feeling was that he didn't believe it, how could there be such a young miracle doctor in the world?

He joined the old Red Army at the age of fourteen, fought all his life, was able to fight well, made great achievements, was one of the few remaining old generals in the country, was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, read countless people, looked at the youthful temperament outstanding, pampered and humiliated indifferent, and couldn't help but praise secretly.

"Thank you, Xiaoyou, I don't know Xiaoyou's surname?"

Zhou Congjun's fierce gaze softened and showed appreciation.

"You're welcome, the name is waived, I saved you for the sake of Teacher Xia's face. ”

Mo Xiaofan said lightly, took out a tissue from the table, wiped his hands, and threw it into the trash.

“...... Good!"

Zhou Congjun was stunned for a moment, and felt more and more that the teenager was extraordinary, just imagine, with his identity and status, a teenager can actually be arrogant, either a madman, or really have capital, obviously, the teenager is not the former!

"However, I only saved your life temporarily, but it can last for three months, and if you want to cure it, you need to do another acupuncture. ”

Mo Xiaofan said.

"Okay, good, the old man is waiting for Xiaoyou's drive at any time, join the army, quickly leave Xiaoyou's contact information. ”

Old Zhou nodded excitedly.

Mo Xiaofan left his contact information, looked at Dean Deng, and asked coldly, "What do you have to say?"

"I, I have nothing to say, you are the world's miracle doctor, the real master, Liu Mou worships!"

Dean Deng lowered his eyebrows, bowed his head, bent his knees, and fell to the ground.

In the apricot forest world, the capable person is the teacher, regardless of the age, Mo Xiaofan's medical skills threw him eighteen streets, he knelt down and took it orally, without the slightest shame.

However, everyone was shocked.

Dean Deng is the holy hand of Chinese medicine in their hearts!

Kneeling down to a teenager?

This picture is too exciting for everyone's nerves.

"Real medical skills are not what you can think, don't talk about life at every turn, medical skills can change your life against the sky. ”

Mo Xiaofan saw that the old man's attitude was acceptable, left a sentence lightly, turned around and walked out.

Medical skills can change one's life against the sky!

Master Deng was like a thunderclap exploding above his head, and his head was deeply ambushed on the ground, obeying, there was only one word in his brain.

"Master, please wait. ”

Zhou Congjun hurriedly chased him out, and at the same time, his daughter Zhou Yutong came out.

Zhou Yutong's big eyes flickered as he looked at the young man, with shock and doubts in his heart, and at the same time he felt that this guy was so good at pretending!

"Is this guy so deeply hidden?!"

Xia Zimo, her beautiful eyes looked at the young man's sword-like back in a daze, her brain was a little messy.