The audience was silent, only the sound of the middle-aged man's clothes on the stage was like thunder.

When he saw three silver needles suddenly appear in Chu Ran's hand as if by magic, that extreme speed had already made Mo Wanshan's eyes condense.

When he saw Chu Ran applying needles through his clothes, and then the appearance was born, Mo Wanshan was stunned and almost fell to the ground.

Although it is difficult for a soft silver needle to penetrate clothes, as long as the eyesight and wrist strength can be reached, it is not impossible to train hard.

But if the silver needle is allowed to breathe and cause such a vision, I am afraid that ordinary people will not be able to touch this realm in their lifetime.

Mo Wanshan is not very human, and his brother Mo Qianli, a ghost doctor, often deals with the martial arts world. At this moment, where did he not know that the young man in front of him was a martial artist?

When he asked his brother for medical advice, Mo Wanshan had also heard of the danger of the martial arts world, and in that anger, he would kill people with domineering and ruthlessness...

Thinking that he was actually competing with a martial artist, for a while, Mo Wanshan only felt ridiculous, cold sweat oozed from his back, and his underwear was soaked after a while.

Compared with Mo Wanshan's remorse and panic, Zhao Guangmo almost couldn't believe his eyes.

What did he see?

That's just an ordinary college student, and he actually made such a big noise with three silver needles, he didn't have to continue to watch, he could vaguely guess the next result.

At this moment, whether it was the two officials of the Food and Drug Administration on the stage, or everyone in the audience, they were all holding their breath and staring at Chu Ran's fingers that popped out at once.

A very ordinary finger, with slightly protruding joints, slender and a little ruddy, not the slightest difference from other fingers.

But now, as if by magic, the finger seemed to have a magical power, and every time it seemed to touch the silver needle slowly and quickly, it was like a stone turning into gold, and the silver needle beat with joy.

Fuxi nine needles, one needle skin, two needles of meat, three needles of veins, four needles of tendons, five needles of bones, six needles of yin and yang, seven needles of vitality and blood, eight needles to drive away yin and evil, nine needles to determine life and death.

Under the eighth injection of Fuxi to drive away yin and evil, the tumor in the middle-aged human body melted rapidly like boiling water pouring snow.

The silver needle buzzed, and the needle tail shook and turned into a piece of afterimage, and under the middle-aged man's black clothes, it seemed that three silver-white plum blossoms had grown.

Clouds drifted in the sky, obscuring half of the sun.

The early winter sun was not hot, and the glow-like light penetrated through the edge of the clouds, which could be projected on Chu Ran's body, embroidering a golden edge around him.

Compared with the silence of the scene, the Internet has long been in turmoil, of course, all the negative comments before are gone, and now there is a lot of amazement and shock.

"666, it's awesome big brother, this needle is really slippery......"

"That big guy has always been so calm and calm, no matter what I said before, he must be holding back his big moves......"

"I said why did my girlfriend from abroad kneel and watch the video, it turned out that there was a great god haunting......"

"People who study Western medicine come to take a look, who said that acupuncture only has a psychological comfort effect?"

"No wonder you dare to ask for 500,000 yuan for a treatment, just this acupuncture is worth this price......"

"There must be something awesome about a good person, as I expected......"

“......”

The online live broadcast room was boiling, and the female reporter had already thrown the previous red envelope of Zhao Guangmo out of the clouds.

Before, Chu Ran was unpleasant, but now, she only felt that this man was so handsome, and she didn't know if he had a boyfriend......

Before a minute had passed, seeing that the black smoke at the end of the needle had disappeared and began to shoot a faint blood qi, Chu Ran's hand-turned afterimage brushed over the middle-aged man, and he withdrew the silver needle in a moment.

"Bang!"

After a dull explosion, the middle-aged man's coat couldn't bear to turn into pieces when he stopped in this energetic drumming, and fell like a butterfly, which suddenly made everyone present gasp.

At this point, who still doesn't understand Chu Ran is not very human.

Although Zhang Junting and the elders had expected it, they were still inevitably shocked and amazed at this moment, but the residual strength of the silver needle shattered other people's clothes, and he deserved to be an innate grandmaster.

And Yan Qingya was even more surprised, biting her lower lip stubbornly, looking at Chu Ran bathed in the sun, her eyes bent into a crescent moon, almost bursting stars.

Her own little boss turned out to be so powerful, but she was worried before......

Looking around, Yan Qingya saw that everyone around her was looking at Chu Ran with a shocked, adoring, and appalled look, and she was even more honored, and under the joy, even her legs couldn't close.

Today, on the art of acupuncture.

Who can penetrate clothing faster than lightning?

Who can use needles to sound like a dragon and vaporize the black dragon?

No?

I'm sorry, in front of our little boss, everyone is scum!

Chu Ran didn't pay attention to the reactions of the people around him, he just slowly and carefully put away the silver needle, and then reminded: "You are now healed, if you don't believe it, go and show that Divine Doctor Mo again?"

The middle-aged man's face was sallow at the moment, and his complexion was obviously different from Fang Cai.

Now he was relaxed, as if he had lifted a thousand pounds of weight, and his body was so light that it seemed to be about to float.

Until now, where did he not know that he had sunk to the end, and where did he not know that the young man in front of him was a veritable miracle doctor?

The prescription note that the middle-aged man had been holding tightly in his hand floated down like a fallen leaf, remembering that he had found out that he had been terminally ill since yesterday, and the old and young in the family were all sad and speechless and choked with tears, and the middle-aged man bent his knees and wanted to kneel: "Divine doctor, I will go back and go bankrupt, and I will also make up money......

The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid!

Although a man has gold under his knees, how can he vent his gratitude?

It's just that the middle-aged man's lips trembled and he didn't finish his words, and before he was short, he only felt a solid big hand holding his shoulder, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kneel.

Chu Ran helped the other party up steadily, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Be grateful, and prove that you are not the one you saved. At the same time, he also had some inexplicable emotion in his heart.

In the tomb of the Medicine King, there are eight words in the final chapter of the inheritance he obtained, "The doctor is benevolent, and the great merit is not profitable." ”

Chu Ran thinks he is a layman, not so great, but it does not mean that he respects that sentence. And, occasionally, noble.

"Let's go back, just keep the money to replenish your body. I speak counting, and when I say that free is free, it will not be discounted. ”

Chu Ran laughed and repeatedly persuaded the other party to leave.

The so-called gentleman loves money in a good way, and the rich don't make money in vain, but this middle-aged man has vicissitudes of life and calluses, how can he look like a rich man?

This scene was faithfully recorded by the camera, and the audience was all thrilled and embarrassed.

But Zhao Guangmo was chilled like falling into an ice cellar, he knew that this time he lost money and lost the game, and at the same time, he also lost face.

But where can he give up?