"I'm Xiaomei's friend, my name is Chen Fan, I'm sorry, I kicked your door just now, I just don't want to see you, who is a father, and I slapped Xiaomei for no reason. Chen Fan casually threw away the sawdust, not caring about the nail against his neck at all, "Maybe I will manage a little too much if I do this, but I can't get used to it, I just can't get used to it." ”

"Boy, are you very kind?" Sun Shangwu's mouth was full of beard, "I only need to move lightly, and you will die at my hands." ”

"Is it? You can't pierce the nails in your hands at all, others can't see it, can't I, who is a doctor, see it?" Chen Fan finished speaking, his body staggered slightly, and walked towards Sun Shangmei.

The nails were still in the air, and Sun Shangwu, who was standing, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly curled up and coughed violently.

"Dad!!"

Sun Shangmei exclaimed again and stepped forward to support her father.

Sun Shangwu's body was falling down, but a pair of eyes were staring at Chen Fan, "It's impossible for such a young doctor...... Xiaomei, hurry up, how could he be your friend!! He must be the one who came to take my life. ”

"No, it's not, Dad!"

Sun Shangmei glanced at Chen Fan and said firmly.

"Hahaha, Xiaomei, people's hearts are sinister, you don't understand, hurry up, hurry up!" Sun Shangwu blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his body twitched violently, and a pair of eyes stared at Chen Fan.

Scold!

A silver needle magnified infinitely in his eyes and pierced into the acupuncture point that calmed the nerves.

"If I were a bad person, you would be dead just now. ”

Chen Fan walked up to Sun Shangwu and said condescendingly.

Sun Shangwu, who was pricked by Chen Fan, regained his composure with a pale face, and then, he showed an incredible look, his hand was pulled on Chen Fan's ankle, without any image, and his eyes bulged out, "Imperial Qi Xing Needle? boy, hurry, hurry! Prick me again!!"

"You can't pierce it, if it weren't for your thick foundation, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago. ”

Chen Fan looked at Sun Shangwu with a crazy face, his face was confused, and he crossed the true qi into the silver needle, and pierced it into the acupuncture points of the human body to stimulate the meridians, which is indeed called the imperial qi acupuncture, as for making the other party so crazy and obsessed? You know, this trick, when he was on the mountain, he had already learned it, but at that time, the true qi was not pure, and he did not learn the complete qi accumulation technique, so he did not dare to use it easily, and now, even if he does not use the assistance of the clairvoyant eye, he can accurately pierce the ** position, and how much true qi is transferred according to the patient's condition.

"No, I can handle it, you can prick me again!"

Ignoring his daughter's widening eyes and Chen Fan's helpless expression, Sun Shangwu stretched out his hand and pulled out the silver needle at the acupuncture point on his chest.

But when his eyes swept over the silver needle in his hand, his expression became stiff again, and the other hand desperately brushed away the unkempt hair, not letting the hair block his vision, and saw clearly that there were three holes on the tip of the needle on his hand, and then there were nine seams on the six holes, and when the silver needle held the head like a dragon around the pillar, Sun Shangwu's bloody mouth suddenly trembled, he looked at Chen Fan sluggishly, and muttered to himself: "Xuanmen Nine Dragon Needle? It can't be, the person who made this kind of silver needle hasn't made it for thirty years, how can the old gentleman who uses this kind of needle, Sai Huatuo, still be alive? Boy, where did you get this kind of needle?"

Seeing that Sun Shangwu was crazy, Chen Fan couldn't help but say: "Uncle Sun, I am Saihuatuo's personal disciple, it turns out that this needle is called Xuanmen Nine Dragon Needle?

"Hahaha!!"

Sun Shangwu laughed without warning.

"Are you a disciple of the old Sai senior? Do you know how old I was when he hung the pot to help the world, and how old was my father?"

"Believe it or not, anyway, I don't think Sai Huatuo has any previous name, oh, by the way, when he was in the village, he had a great reputation, called the chicken thief old way. Chen Fan said, and took out three silver needles with the same strange shape and placed them in front of Sun Shangwu, "Now, is there anyone else who can make this kind of needle?"

"Yes, of course there is, there is only one person in the world who can create this kind of needle," Sun Shangwu smiled, "Since you are a disciple of Saihuatuo's predecessors, then let me ask you, what is the function of the three holes, six holes and nine seams on this needle?"

"The three-hole cross-qi opens the meridians, the six-hole evenly balances the sea of qi, and the nine seams disperse the internal qi, how about it, do you believe it now?!" Chen Fan put the silver needle into his sleeve, "Now, Uncle Sun can tell me, who will make this kind of silver needle?"

"Who would make this kind of silver needle?" Sun Shangwu rotated the silver needle in his hand with his calloused hand, his eyes were slightly distracted, "Chen boy, that person is me." ”

"Huh?"

Sun Shangmei suddenly woke up from her state of confusion with an incredulous expression.

"What?"

And Chen Fan was also speechless in surprise.

"Isn't that weird?"

Sun Shangwu glanced at Chen Fan, took out an inconspicuous leather bag from his waist with a trembling hand, put his fingers in, and took out two silver needles, one is exactly the same as the Xuanmen Nine Dragon Needle that Chen Fan took out, and the other one, Chen Fan has also seen, that is, Sun Shangwen used it when he used it when he used it when he gave the Thousand Hands Sakura, and it was shaped like a hairpin phoenix.

"One of the two things I am most proud of in my life is to help that old-timer build 360 silver needles, and the other is ......"

Sun Shangwu stopped halfway through his words, he suddenly coughed violently again, silent, his face was covered with vicissitudes, obviously, another proud thing might become the last thing he wanted to mention.

"Dad!"

Sun Shangmei shouted softly and looked at Chen Fan as if asking for help.

"Let Uncle Sun enter the house first, the cold wind blowing outside is not good for your health. ”

Chen Fan took a hand and brought Sun Shangwu into an old wooden house in the backyard of the martial arts hall, which was very deep and quiet, without any hustle and bustle.

Without waiting for Sun Shangmei, who was standing on the side, to open his mouth to ask for help, Chen Fan reached out to hold Sun Shangwu's pulse and took his pulse for him.

Sun Shangwu, who was lying on the bed, looked at Chen Fan with half-squinted eyes at this time, obviously still doubting Chen Fan's identity as a 'Chinese medicine practitioner'.

After a few seconds, Chen Fan let go of Sun Shangwu's hand and was silent, as if he was thinking.

"Boy Chen, do you see anything famous?"

Sun Shangwu propped his hands on the bed and half-sat up.

"You didn't take Jiuyang Grass and Blood Drink Flower?"

Chen Fan did not answer directly, but asked a rhetorical question and looked at Sun Shangmei.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Sun Shangwu looked at his daughter, and then at Chen Fan.

Sun Shangmei's small hands were wrapped in front of her, and she said in a low voice: "Dad, those two medicines were given to me by Chen Fan." ”

"Didn't you buy it?" Sun Shangwu frowned, then laughed again and waved his hand, "Yes, how can you afford these two medicines, daughter, it's all your father's bad health, it's been more than half a year, and I've suffered you." ”

"Dad, I'm fine, as long as you can get better, it's worth it for me to do anything. ”

Sun Shangmei's eyes turned red.

Sun Shangwu closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened his eyes, Chen Fan's gaze became indifferent, "Boy, in this world, there is no kindness for no reason, let's say, what is the purpose of your kid?"