They all sighed in their hearts, as the so-called hairless mouth is not firm, such a young man, dare to call the word "miracle doctor"?

It's a pity that Zhang Junting I was famous, and this time it can be said that he was embarrassed.

If it weren't for Zhang Junting to save face, I'm afraid they would even have the idea of sneering. In the blink of an eye, many people quickly had a plan in their hearts.

After a period of silence, Huang Kangcheng took the lead in getting up: "Brother Zhang, it doesn't matter if I let go of my old injury, it just happened that there was something important at home, so Huang said goodbye first." ”

When he said this, he didn't even glance at Chu Ran.

His injury, even Mo Qianli, a famous ghost doctor in Shucheng, can't do anything, how can it be cured by a young man who came out of nowhere?

"By the way, I almost forgot, I asked Sun Lao for tea today......"

"I also have something, a junior said he was going to visit me, and the time is almost too late......"

"Oops, I made soup at home and forgot to turn off the fire......"

“......”

With Huang Kangcheng's resignation, many old men came to Zhang Junting's side one after another, and each put forward a reason for leaving.

"What do you mean? I invited ......" Zhang Junting is old and sophisticated, and after hearing many ridiculous excuses, how can he not know what these old guys think.

It's just that before he finished his words, he was stopped by Chu Ran reaching out: "It's okay." The so-called medicine does not die of disease, and Buddha is destined to be a person. Those who believe in me stay, and those who do not believe depart. ”

As soon as they heard what he said, the elders couldn't help but be slightly angry, this young man, what a big breath.

Zhang Junting knew Chu Ran's temperament somewhat, for fear that he would really anger him and leave in a fit of anger, so he really didn't please both ends.

"Mr. Chu is angry, my old friends have been ill for a long time, and their temperaments are inevitably weird......"

"Hypocrisy!" Chu Ran sneered, squinting at the thin old man closest to him: "This ...... If you have a yellow face, a lack of blood in your kidneys, and a dull and yellowish pupil, you should still have a symptom of insomnia on the liver fire. And this ......"

Looking around at all the old people present, Chu Ran commented one by one, and explained everyone's symptoms one by one.

As his words fell, all the elders looked at each other, and they were all silent for a while. They are all old friends, and there is something wrong with each other, where will it be unclear?

Although this young man seems to be small, the symptoms explained are not bad at all. The word "hope" in Chinese medicine has reached an alarming level.

Could it be ...... Does he really have two brushes?

"Don't waste my time...... Otherwise, you come first. Seeing that everyone was silent, Chu Ran frowned, pointed to Huang Kangcheng, who was closest to him, and said in a deep voice.

If it weren't for Zhang Junting saying that there were many top-grade medicinal materials, with the attitude of these old guys, Chu Ran really didn't want to show them.

After hesitating, Huang Kangcheng held the mentality of giving it a try, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "That...... Why don't I come first?"

Chu Ran didn't talk nonsense, and the second finger of the food was on Huang Kangcheng's wrist for less than five seconds, and he groaned slightly, and then his face became a little subtle.

"You are injured in the six intestines, all rely on the deep internal strength to suppress, every night must be unbearable pain, just ......"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's right. Just what?" Without waiting for Chu Ran to finish speaking, Huang Kangcheng swept away his previous contempt, and hurriedly asked solemnly with his old face.

He didn't even say when he was in pain, and he believed most of the subtlety of this young man's medical skills.

Now the Huang family, but he is still missing, if the condition is really worse, it will be troublesome.

As for whether he will be said to be condescending, he can't care about it at the moment.

Chu Ran saw that he was anxious, so he simply said bluntly: "It's just that you have been suffering from a long time and have injured the root, and the injury can be treated, but it is difficult to recover from cultivation." ”

"Haha!" Huang Kangcheng laughed, stroked his beard and said: "If the young man can heal Huang's injury, it is already a great blessing, how can he dream of recovering his cultivation?"

Although it was an old wound, it also tormented him for many days. Not to mention the deterioration of his health, it was the severe pain every night, which made him feel that life was worse than death.

At his age, as long as he can recover from his injuries and live for a few more years, it is the best news, and as for cultivation, it doesn't matter.

After all, the descendants of the Huang family are considered to be angry, and even his sons have surpassed his peak.

Hearing this, Chu Ran didn't say much.

He moved quickly, took out the silver needle he carried, and with a flick of his wrist, he directly inserted it into the two heavy acupoints on Huang Kangcheng's chest and in the middle of the chest, which were more than a few inches deep.

Everyone has been immersed in martial arts for many years, and their eyes are vicious. When they saw Chu Ran's acupuncture points, and it was faster than lightning, they were all shocked.

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway. With the speed of Chu Ran's needle just now, the realm of the Grandmaster was revealed.

Compared with bystanders, Huang Kangcheng felt it more deeply. Although his cultivation has declined, he still has the strength to transform his strength at the peak, but when Chu Ran made a move, he didn't even have the most basic reflexes.

If the other party has bad intentions, I'm afraid he will have no room to resist at all.

His heart was dark, and when he looked at Chu Ran again, Huang Kangcheng's eyes were full of jealousy, and he suddenly felt a friendship in his heart.

With this miracle doctor here, it's no less than a few more lives.

Chu Ran didn't care what their reaction was, his fingers flew like flying, and he flicked on the silver needle again and again. Because his hand speed was too fast, it actually formed a misty afterimage on Huang Kangcheng's chest.

With his movements, Huang Kangcheng's whole person began to tremble.

"God, Fuxi Nine Needles ......"

Everyone was seeing that they were suddenly screaming, probably realizing that the occasion was not right, and the old man closed his mouth tightly.

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have not been separated, and most of the people who learn martial arts have dabbled in medical skills. Everyone couldn't understand Chu Ran's acupuncture, and when they saw someone recognizing it, someone immediately couldn't help but ask in a low voice with curiosity: "Brother Chen knows Mr. Chu's acupuncture method?"

"Well, it's like the nine needles of Fuxi that have been lost for hundreds of years. I've read the records in the fragments of ancient books, and I'm not sure. If it was really that mysterious acupuncture, Brother Huang's injury would probably be able to heal. ”

The old man who spoke looked at Chu Ran with a complicated face, and the look of envy in his eyes flashed.

Everyone looked at each other, and their confidence in Chu Ran increased greatly. Even the stitches that have been lost for hundreds of years have been used, what could be more convincing?

At this moment, Chu Ran stood with the needle closed, and after slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, he quietly looked at Huang Kangcheng without saying a word.

And Huang Kangcheng's face was still red, like a boiled prawn, and bursts of heat rose above his head.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a sealed steamer, sweating profusely, and the exposed skin and tendons were twisted and twisted, like wriggling earthworms.

This horrible phenomenon lasted for about half a minute.

Not long after, as Huang Kangcheng's breathing slowed down, his expression returned to normal when he opened his eyes, and then, Huang Kangcheng sensed his body a little, and immediately ecstatic.

"Chu ...... Mr. Chu, I don't want to talk about all my internal injuries, how can my cultivation increase dramatically, and it is not much different from the peak......?

In an excited mood, Huang Kangcheng even stumbled a little when he spoke.

The title has also changed from the previous "young man" to "Mr. Chu", and the transition is quiet and imperceptible.