In the conference room, everyone only felt a flash of golden light in front of them, and then there was no more.

What about needles? What is this?

Everyone looked at each other and frowned, not knowing what the young man in front of him meant.

Only Hua Lao's eyelids jumped, as if he had thought of something, and quickly shifted his gaze to Professor Ma, who was the most noisy.

"Ugh...... Scold...... Heh......"

When everyone was puzzled, they heard Professor Ma on the side suddenly holding his throat and speechless with a frightened face. jj.br>

His other hand stretched out, as if trying to grasp something, like a drowning man, his mouth wide open, and a strange gurgling sound came out of his throat.

He looked like he wanted to speak, and his face turned red.

But Rao used up his strength to feed, and he could only make a strange gurgling sound, and he couldn't say half a word.

Such a strange scene made everyone shocked and inexplicable.

"No, look, Professor Ma seems to have a golden needle stuck in his throat!"

In the conference room, there were also several young white coats.

These are the students brought by several professors and experts present, and this time, they were brought to Bac Giang City to gain knowledge.

One of them had sharp eyes, and immediately noticed that there was a golden needle in Professor Ma's finger that had sunk into his throat!

When everyone heard the sound, they found a golden needle stuck in Professor Ma's throat under the light of the conference room.

This golden needle, which was as long as an index finger, actually sank into Professor Guan's throat, and only a small part was exposed, shining golden in the light.

Otherwise, without this small piece of gold needle reflecting light, I am afraid that no matter how sharp the eyes are, it is impossible for people to discover its existence.

"What, with just one golden needle, people can't speak?"

Many professors and experts present were amazed.

A moment ago, Professor Ma, who was still a lot of talkers, actually made a small golden needle become dumb!?

"There are many reasons why people suddenly can't speak, but most of them are because of a severe brain injury.

The central nervous system in the brain, which is about language, is compressed or damaged, so it can't speak."

"With just a golden needle, can a person become dumb and not die? This also ...... It's too mysterious, isn't it?

If you want to say that a needle kills, then it can be justified, after all, the throat is a vital part of the human body.

But a stitch to make it dumb? I haven't heard of this kind of thing, I've never heard of it!"

Everyone is a brain specialist, and I have seen many cases of acquired mute due to brain injury.

But Professor Ma's situation has never been seen by everyone.

"This ...... How is it somewhat similar to those martial arts and the points in the TV series, is there really such a thing as points in this world?"

The student who was the first to notice the abnormality widened his eyes and asked the classmates around him incredulously.

The men and women also nodded their heads.

This strange situation is no longer something that ordinary science or medicine can explain.

"What a mess, it's the twenty-first century, you grew up with a science education, how can you believe in these strange things?

Have you read all your medical books about dogs?" A professor reprimanded with a calm face.

The students did not dare to refute the tutor, and nodded their heads in agreement.

However, in the depths of their eyes, they were still very suspicious, and they also vaguely showed excitement and anticipation.

This kind of acupoint technique, if it is true, is simply a discovery that refreshes everyone's three views, and it is no wonder that they have some faint expectations.

"If you don't want him to be dumb forever, you'd better not move, or you'll bear the consequences."

Seeing that the two professors wanted to help Professor Ma pull out the golden needle on his throat, Ye Qiu reminded lightly.

"Hmph, let's make a fool of ourselves, we either haven't learned acupuncture, or let an inexperienced ordinary person pull it out, and it won't have any impact on the patient!"

The colleague beside Professor Ma snorted coldly, as if he was not convinced, and reached out to move the golden needle.

Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders, anyway, I have already reminded you, it is not me who will kneel down and beg for help when the time comes, what do you like.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Professor Ma was suddenly excited, and hurriedly waved his hand to prevent his companion from pulling out the needle for him.

He looked at Ye Qiu pleadingly, his mouth purring, unable to speak.

This kid didn't make a move, and as soon as he did, he made him dumb.

This strange technique alone was enough to make Professor Ma tremble.

Now, Ye Qiu is whatever he says, he doesn't want to really become a dumb person for the rest of his life.

There was a deathly silence in the audience, and even the sound of some professors swallowing saliva could be heard.

No one thought that this young man, who everyone had never looked at with his eyes, would suppress the audience as soon as he made a move.

"The stabbing hole seals the throat, and there is no speech!"

An old voice, with a little excitement, said tremblingly.

When everyone heard this, their eyelids jumped suddenly.

That old voice, not from the respected Hua Lao, who can it be?

Could it be that Hua Lao saw the origin of this kid?

Everyone was amazed.

And Hua Lao's words fell, and an excited voice sounded on the other side: "It's the Erjin needle!"

Everyone's eyes turned again, and this time, it was the old man of the Zhao family who had always been out of step with everyone who was excited.

"What?"

Hearing the words "Crossing the Erking Needle", all medical experts and professors couldn't help but change their faces.

The students were at a loss, as if they had never heard of it.

"The Erjin needle reappeared in the rivers and lakes, didn't it reappear in the hands of the Zhao family, but in the hands of an unknown boy?"

"Could it be that this kid is Zhao Xuelin's illegitimate son?"

"At that time, with 9981 golden needles, he performed the ancestral acupuncture method, and the medical saint Zhao Xuelin, who was crisscrossing China, now has a descendant in the world.

Isn't that another storm going to happen?"

I remember that decades ago, Zhao Xuelin, the successor of the Erjin needle, suddenly rose to prominence and impressed all the famous doctors in the north and south of the country with his brilliant acupuncture and moxibustion skills.

The experts and scholars couldn't help but shudder.

Hua Lao, who hangs the pot to help the world, can only be called the "holy hand of surgery".

But Zhao Xuelin was able to get the title of "Medical Saint", which shows that his medical skills are superb!

"What is the Erking Needle? Why did the teachers and these professors change their faces?"

"I've heard a little rumor before, it seems to be a rumor about some kind of medical saint, but I thought it was a fabrication.

I didn't expect that there was such a person!"

Several students got together, exchanged heads, and in the end they were still confused.

"Impossible! How can you perform the second uncle's stitchwork?"

Zhao Gao Gao stood up from the stool in disbelief, stared at Ye Qiu with round eyes.

This is obviously the ancestral stitch method of the Zhao family, and now it actually appears in the hands of an outsider!

As a descendant of ancient medicine and proud of ancient medicine, how can he accept it?

For so many years, only his second uncle Zhao Xuelin has practiced this acupuncture method, and the rest of the Zhao family members have no way.

And now, this miraculous acupuncture technique has appeared in the hands of an outsider.

And it was in the hands of a guy who looked younger than himself, how could he be convinced?

"This little friend, I take the liberty of asking, your mentor, Brother Zhao is still alive?"

Hua Lao's cloudy eyes stared at Ye Qiu without blinking, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

"Of course Old Man Zhao is not dead, this old man eats well and sleeps well, and he still goes to the town to karaoke and go shopping or something.

Last time, I peeked at Aunt Cuihua's daughter taking a bath, and was chased by someone with a kitchen knife for several kilometers.

Fortunately, Old Man Zhao ran fast, otherwise he would have been hacked to death by Aunt Cuihua." Ye Qiu nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"Poof......

It's just that as soon as he spoke, the students standing on the side couldn't help laughing.

Although the occasion was very serious, everyone couldn't help it, and their shoulders shook like chaff.

But what is very strange is that other experts and professors did not feel funny when they heard what Ye Qiu said.

On the contrary, they showed strange expressions on their faces, and even the few experts who were suspicious of Ye Qiu at the beginning actually had a little belief on their faces at this time.

"You kid spews blood, you dare to insult my second uncle!"

Zhao Gaogao on the side was furious when he heard this, and his bright eyes could almost spew fire, and he had the posture of rushing up to fight Ye Qiu desperately.

But before he could make a move, he was stopped by the old man beside him.

Zhao Gao Gao was extremely puzzled, and looked at the old man with a shocked expression, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"If this little friend is talking about someone else, maybe he is making it up, but what he said is ......

The old man himself couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed helplessly, "That's your second uncle, undoubtedly......

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