Chapter 75: One Million Tickets

Chen Youkang was so anxious that he ignored the leaky mouth and vaguely refused: "Supplement guest clothes Sun Gelding!"

Can it be postponed?

Qiu Tianhao bared his teeth and threatened viciously: "If you dare to mess around again, I will make you look good immediately!"

This time, it was the modest Wang Junyue, and he didn't persuade either. To be honest, he was annoyed by Chen Youkang.

Not to mention that Wang Ningshan is his own son, he is a stranger, and he should be rescued first before talking about anything else.

But Chen Youkang relied on the old and sold the old, thinking that he was sorry and reckless of his life, where could he be recognized?

However, Chen Youkang shoulders a special mission, and must make every effort to suppress traditional Chinese medicine, and must not allow the recovery and rise of traditional Chinese medicine, otherwise it will inevitably touch the market share that Fusang has finally occupied, thereby affecting the pattern of traditional Chinese medicine, and then shaking the great cause of Fusang.

In particular, Minister of Uniform issued a strict order this morning, reminding the elites on all fronts to take the tragic loss of the Huitang Clinic as a high-voltage line, and clearly asked everyone to strengthen the infiltration and control of all walks of life while keeping their identities secret, and absolutely not allow any mistakes.

And Chen Youkang, as a big man in the medical industry, is the elite of the elite, and he cannot shirk the suppression of traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, Chen Youkang took the opportunity to respond, set a bet between China and the West, asked the losing party to apologize, continue to guide the trend of public opinion, continue to ruin the reputation of Chinese medicine, and at the same time advocate the awesomeness of Western medicine.

At this time, when he heard Qiu Tianhao's threat, he immediately took out his mobile phone, connected the county guard's phone, and immediately sued the black and asked for impartiality.

It's a pity that Zhang Junshou, as a feudal official, is definitely not a fool, and it is impossible to be fooled, so he hung up the phone in less than three minutes.

Pedal Pedal ......

Huang Zhen rushed to the door of the emergency room and held Chen Youkang's palm at once, verifying the conjectures and doubts in his heart.

If Chen Youkang was also an expected alien race, Huang Zhen didn't mind giving the neurotoxin as a gift.

However, the results exceeded expectations.

β€”β€”Chen Youkang, 66 years old, 66.44% pure blood in China.

He's meowing!

It's actually compatriots, not aliens!

This is strange, why is Chen Youkang so eager to crush Chinese medicine to death?

Hehe......

No matter how cunning a fox is, he has a tail, let's see!

Huang Zhen suppressed the doubts and speculations in his heart, let go of Chen Youkang's palm, and said lukewarmly: "As the saying goes, peers are enemies. If you still want to see the ancestral Chinese medicine techniques of the Yang family, you must buy a ticket, otherwise you are not welcome here. As for the reason, everyone knows very well, you must want to steal the teacher!"

"How much is it boring?"

"Stuffy, uh, tickets 1 million!" Huang Zhenshi opened his mouth widely, he loved to watch it or not, he loved it.

Chen Youkang was stunned and gritted his teeth, and said inarticulately: "Howl to Wozhang!"

I'm going to go!

Do you really want an account number, do you really want to buy a ticket?

The fox is starting to show its tail and things are getting more and more fun!

Huang Zhen pretended to see the money, entered a string of numbers on the mobile phone screen, and happily took the account to Chen Youkang to remit money.

Then with a bang, I really received 1 million ticket money!

To be honest, in Chen Youkang's eyes, this is just a small amount of money, not even a drizzle, anyway, it is also the funds provided by Fusang, so it is not in vain.

If you can observe real medical skills at such a small price, Chen Youkang said that Chinese medicine is too low-grade, Li Shizhen is too cheap, and Chinese medicine deserves to be ruined.

Huang Zhen had nothing to do, and he didn't mind ordering at all: "Wang Dong help me keep an eye on the point, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to take pictures!"

"No problem!" Wang Junyue nodded heavily, and should go on an errand.

Zhang Xiaotie clenched his fists, ready to be a thug, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhen, don't worry, I will guard against it, whoever dares to take pictures will die!"

Huang Zhen nodded lightly, returned to the hospital bed, closed his eyes, and tested the situation in his meridians.

I saw thousands of black neon lights emitting a faint light in the large and small circular corridors, causing continuous paralysis.

The paralyzing effect far exceeds the ginkgolic acid of ginkgo biloba, indicating that the toxin is quite strong.

If it is not dealt with in time, it will inevitably affect the skillful hand of the right hand.

Huang Zhen didn't understand the specific composition of the anesthetic, but he didn't need to understand it to have a solution.

That is, to follow the precedent and make "numb bullets" like "poison bombs".

Anyway, there are a lot of oxygen and hydrogen elements in the meridians, and there are also a lot of condensed water of the five elements, which can be used as the nutrient base of the numbness.

Huang Zhen summoned a drop of water from the Five Elements, causing it to spin in the air, floating towards the black neon light, flooding the bulb like a mountain of water, and the black light quickly extinguished.

Get one light, then a second, then a third......

As fast as you think, you can turn off the lights.

In less than ten seconds, all the paralyzing toxins were gathered together and turned into a numb bullet, obediently residing in the meridians.

Even the inheritance of the [Shennong's Primary Poison Technique] had already been dissolved before it could be used.

The index finger is restored as before, and the skillful hand is safe and sound.

The index finger is buried in a numb bullet, and the other four fingers cannot be ignored, after all, no one will dislike too many hole cards.

Huang Zhen continued to use the needle to extract the anesthetic toxins in Wang Ningshan's body, turning them into numb bullets and hiding them in the meridians of his fingers.

Until the moment when the nine numbs were formed, the total amount and type of paralyzing toxins seemed to have reached a certain threshold, and the inheritance of the meridian diagram was finally triggered.

- Primary acupuncture: silver needle acupuncture.

- Hua Tuo Alchemy: Ma Boiling Dispersion. It is non-toxic and harmless in the treatment of scabies.

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

Wang Ningshan, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly coughed.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Most of the toxins in his body were extracted, his nervous system quietly functioned, and his mental consciousness quietly awakened.

Wang Ningshan opened his eyes and saw that he had become the object of onlookers, with a bewildered expression on his face.

He frowned and asked in surprise, "What's going on? Where is my favorite nurse sister? Uh, mom and dad, why do you even have time to come to Huitang Clinic? Could it be that you are greedy for a small bargain and come here to see a doctor to save money?"

Wang Junyue couldn't cry or laugh, and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

However, the moistness in his eyes was enough to show that Wang Junyue was excited.

Li Qiushuang stepped on high heels, sprinted at a speed of 100 meters, crossed a distance of more than three meters, and suddenly hugged Wang Ningshan on the hospital bed, crying with joy: "Woo woo...... Son, you've finally woken up, but you've scared my mother!"

Mother and son are deeply affectionate and whimper. Li Qiushuang was no longer anxious, only full of joy.

Huang Zhen listened for a while, and saw that Li Qiushuang not only did not stop crying, but intensified, and gradually became impatient in his heart, and suddenly shouted.

"Silence!"

Li Qiushuang's crying seemed to be sad and joyful, as if she was in awe and did not dare to disobey.

She stood up straight, wiped away her tears, and bowed respectfully: "Thank you Master Huang for saving your life! The Wang family is grateful, and there will be heavy thanks later!"

Wang Ningshan didn't know why, but when he saw his mother's solemn attitude, he was directly stunned when he heard the words "life-saving grace".

Huang Zhen waved his hand, not taking "heavy thanks" in his eyes at all.

He looked directly at Wang Junyue and asked, "How much time is left in the gambling game?"