Although this Dr. Yang is young, he is a member of the National Security Bureau. With a unique skill, it is unknown that he can do things that ordinary people can't do.

Feng Xuanhua, the director of the National Security Bureau, stood aside, and since he did not say anything to stop him, it was equivalent to guaranteeing in the name of the National Security Bureau.

It's desperate, there's nothing to do. Since there is a national security bureau as a guarantee, what else does the Ma family have to hesitate about, let's fight!

At worst, that is, the worst result of the original, how bad can it be?

Feng Xuanhua came into contact with Ma Huanming's gaze, his appearance was calm, but he had already scolded in his heart.

Yang Yonghui, a kid, had a doctor's license and other documents that he had only asked for through the back door not long ago. If the Ma family and Zhao Lao are skeptical of his medical skills, he, a person who knows the inside story, has no confidence at all!

But now, Feng Xuanhua can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, showing that he has great confidence in Yang Yonghui.

Otherwise, what else?

This stinky boy shouldn't have contacted the Ma family in the first place.

But it's too late to say anything, so let's take one step at a time.

Seeing that the family member of the patient, the boss of the Ma family, nodded in agreement, Yang Yonghui did not delay, picked up the silver needle, and approached the old man Ma's bed.

I barely looked at it, and I pricked it with a stitch.

Zhao Lao opened his mouth and almost didn't scream.

With the vicious eyes that he has practiced medicine all his life, how can he not see that Yang Yonghui's acupuncture techniques are very immature.

Or to be precise, there is no discipline at all.

But people have already explained that the treatment techniques are different from the formal medical skills he has learned, so what reason does Zhao Lao have to stop?

Sometimes, ignorance is blissful.

The three brothers of the Ma family didn't understand this, they just stared at their father's face tightly, concerned about his changes.

Yang Yonghui's internal strength is continuously fed into the body of the old man Ma through the small silver needle, wandering through the depleted meridians, stimulating the potential in the body and stimulating the remaining vitality.

Some small problems in Old Man Ma's body were also eliminated and cleaned up by the help of "by the way" through the fine control of internal strength.

If Yang Yonghui is willing, as long as he works harder, makes persistent efforts, spends a little more time, and uses his internal strength to dredge the meridians for Old Man Ma and warm all parts of his body, he can also save people.

It's just that Doctor Yang had already made up his mind in his heart, and he took this rare opportunity to practice the content of the elixir chapter in the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill. So he stopped after tasting it, stabilized Old Man Ma's condition, and kept him from letting go in a short period of time, and immediately interrupted the input of internal strength and pulled out the silver needle.

"Dr. Yang, how's it going?"

When the three brothers Ma Huanming saw Yang Yonghui stop, they couldn't help but take a few steps forward and asked anxiously.

They had been keeping an eye on the old man's condition.

I don't know if it's the relationship between the mental effect, starting with Yang Yonghui's needle, but just two or three minutes have passed, and they feel that their old man's face seems to have changed a little better than before?

Yang Yonghui stood up, walked back, and signaled to Zhao Lao.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. Old Man Ma's condition has stabilized, and at least for a week, there will be no major problems. ”

Zhao Lao's body was shocked, such a package ticket, even he didn't dare to open it casually.

Since Yang Yonghui signaled, Zhao Lao was no longer polite. Walked quickly to the bed, sat down in Yang Yonghui's original position, grabbed one of Old Man Ma's hands, and began to take the pulse quietly.

The three brothers of the Ma family were beating wildly in their hearts, but they didn't dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of disturbing Zhao Lao and frightening the glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Yang Yonghui handed the silver needle to Fang Cailing casually, with a calm and calm face, without the slightest worry.

Feng Xuanhua quietly approached and asked worriedly: "How is it?

Yang Yonghui squinted at him: "How is it possible." Didn't you hear just now, my injection is to temporarily stabilize the condition, and there are other treatments in the future. ”

"Then why don't you cure it all at once?

"You also saw people's expressions and attitudes just now, if I don't show my hand first and make a little foundation, I still have a chance for follow-up treatment?"

Yang Yonghui said angrily, the expression in his eyes made Feng Xuanhua embarrassed for a while.

It can be said that the Ma brothers are looking at his Feng Xuanhua's face to let Yang Yonghui be such a "nonsense".

And the funniest thing is that Feng Xuanhua, as the guarantor, is precisely the one who has the least confidence in Yang Yonghui among all the people present.

Fortunately, Zhao Lao, who was over there, took the pulse for a while, and the result was reached, which resolved Feng Xuanhua's embarrassment.

"How did you do that?" Old Zhao looked shocked and looked at Yang Yonghui in disbelief.

With such words and expressions, everyone present understood that the needle that this young and eccentric Chinese medicine practitioner had just pricked really had an effect.

And the effect is remarkable, even Taishan Beidou like Zhao Lao was shocked and moved.

Yang Yonghui shrugged his shoulders and looked unconcerned.

"That's how it did, needles, didn't you see them all?"

Zhao Lao's heart seemed to be rolling up a stormy wave, and he even had a terrifying feeling.

Yang Yonghui just treated the whole process, of course, he witnessed the whole process, and did not let go of even the slightest detail.

But the problem is, he can't see anything!

By the way, in addition to Yang Yonghui's acupuncture technique, it is immature and informal.

Otherwise, it's really nothing special at all.

However, the effect of the treatment has subverted the concept and foundation of Zhao's lifelong practice of medicine.

I can't believe it, and I have to believe it.

The three brothers of the Ma family had been waiting for a long time, and after listening to the conversation between the two, they realized that there was unexpected good news.

"Old Zhao, my old man, what's going on now?"

Old Zhao's heart had not completely regained his calm, so he took a deep breath before answering the question of the Ma family brothers.

"As Dr. Yang said, the old man's condition has stabilized. At least for a short time, there is no need to worry too much. ”

Yang Yonghui said that within a week, there would be no danger to his life. After Zhao Lao took the pulse, the answer he gave was "in a short time", which was obviously not as accurate as Yang Yonghui's.

From this point of view, Yang Yonghui's diagnosis level seems to be overwhelming Zhao Lao.

In fact, Zhao Lao himself admitted that although this Yang Yonghui's treatment method is incomprehensible, his medical skills may really surpass himself.

Zhao Lao's status in the domestic medical community is high, and that status is not easy to come by.

He just checked the pulse of Old Man Ma, but he knew the physical condition of his old friend well, and he was more accurate than any machine inspection.

But the more this was the case, the more intense the surprise in Zhao Lao's heart became.

(End of chapter)