As he spoke, Ying Changsheng looked at Mao Jiao on the side, and then said with a smile.

"Lord Mao Jiao, this son has offended!"

"Nineteen sons, you, what are you going to do?"

For a while, Mao Jiao couldn't help but be a little flustered, wondering what Ying Changsheng was going to do to him.

He slowly took a few steps back, intending to slip away, but at this time, Ying Changsheng waved his hand and signaled to the guards in the hall.

"Stop him!"

"No!"

The two guards hurriedly bowed their heads, and then stopped Mao Jiao, only to see that Ying Changsheng looked around, and then asked those imperial doctors.

"Can you carry a silver needle?"

"This ......"

For a while, the imperial doctors couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and at this time, a imperial doctor stepped forward, handed over the silver needle in his hand to Ying Changsheng, and said.

"I don't know the nineteenth prince, what do you want this silver needle for?"

"Naturally, it's a cure for people!"

Win Changsheng said with a smile.

He uses silver needles, of course, for his own uses.

That is to heal people.

There is too much knowledge in the Yellow Emperor's Neijing, especially about the eight veins of the strange meridian in the human body, the second vein of Rendu and many other veins.

If you understand these things, if you do acupuncture, you can treat some simple diseases, for the current Ying Changsheng.

As long as you use acupuncture, you can roughly alleviate the kidney deficiency in front of you.

I saw him pick up the silver needle and walk towards Mao Jiao in front of him.

The latter has a look of trepidation on his face, the age of immortality is not too old, and acupuncture is not an ordinary technique.

In the current era, acupuncture has indeed come out, but the problem is that the technical content of this thing is relatively high, according to the old man Mao Jiao.

Acupuncture is something that ordinary doctors can't do at all. Unless it is the kind of old doctor who is very old, such as the current Great Qin Empire, the leader among the imperial doctors, Xia Wuji.

If he gives Mao Jiao acupuncture.

Mao Jiao must have been very happy.

But if it was Ying Changsheng who gave him acupuncture.

Then Mao Jiao must be a little reluctant.

Because in Mao Jiao's opinion.

Win Changsheng is just a milky kid.

What kind of medical skills can be used, if you can research a few drugs, it is still possible, but acupuncture is a needle into the human body.

What if it's in the wrong place, what if it's found out?

In the current era of backward medicine, it is normal for doctors to treat people to death.

So Mao Jiao is very frightened at the moment.

He pleaded with Ying Changsheng in front of him.

"Nineteen sons, the old man has a handful of old bones, he really can't stand the toss, you can change someone for treatment, you just let the old man go, the old man is old, he is so old......"

"Hey, why are you so ignorant?"

Ying Changsheng had an unhappy look on his face, and he felt that this Mao Jiao was a little shy about medical treatment.

He is a miracle doctor who inherited the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures.

Words to heal people.

That should be a person's blessing, in such a situation, this Mao Jiao is so ignorant, so winning Changsheng is inevitably a little unhappy.

I saw him say to the guards on both sides.

"Pressed him down!"

Well, Win Changsheng is going to force the clothes.

Mao Jiao on the side saw that it was not possible to plead with Win Changsheng, so he immediately turned his eyes to Win Zheng in the distance, and he said to Win Zheng.

"Your Majesty, you will persuade the nineteenth son, you will persuade the nineteenth prince, the old man is so old......"

"Immortal, this kid's medical skills are not bad, it is your blessing to treat you, why are you so ignorant?"

Ying Zheng is also a little unhappy, in his opinion, his son's medical skills are really good, so it must be a blessing for Mao Jiao to be able to treat Mao Jiao.

When the plea was hopeless, Mao Jiao had no choice, he could only be passively pressed to the ground by the two guards.

Then Ying Changsheng stood behind him, performed acupuncture, and held the silver needle in his hand Ying Changsheng frowned slightly.

The reason is very simple, perhaps the technical conditions of the Qin Dynasty are too backward, and this kind of silver needle is a bit thick.

How coarse is it? It is similar to the needle used to tie cattle in later generations.

I saw Ying Changsheng holding the needle in his hand, and then opened his mouth to ask the imperial doctor.

"Let me ask you, where did you get this silver needle? It can't be used to tie up livestock, right? Your ancestors can't be veterinarians, right? ”

"Nineteenth Prince, how can you smear people's innocence out of thin air? The old man and the old man have three generations of imperial doctors......"

The old man was instantly unhappy, and he muttered to Ying Changsheng.

I saw him pointing to the silver in his hand and said to Ying Changsheng.

"This silver needle is an old man's family heirloom, and it has been passed down from my grandfather's generation......"

"Or is it an antique?"

After hearing this, win Changsheng hehe.

He said to Mao Jiao in front of him.

"That Master Mao Jiao is really not me targeting you, it's really a bit thick that this needle is really a bit thick, you can bear it for a while, it may hurt a little!"

As he spoke, Win Changsheng raised the needle in his hand and dropped a silver needle with the thickness of a wheat stalk.

It fell on Mao Jiao's body.

A terrible scream instantly rang out in the air.

Immediately, I only heard Ying Changsheng say with a smile.

"Why are you so loud? Treating diseases and saving people is originally a good medicine, and the more painful it is, the better the effect of curing the disease! ”

Saying that, Ying Changsheng ignored Mao Jiao's screams, and continued to carry out acupuncture with needles and needles.

Not much.

When the acupuncture was completed, Mao Jiao was aggrieved.

Tears were about to fall.

I saw him getting dressed in a hurry, and then pointed at Ying Changsheng and said.

"Nineteen son, your medical skills are not good, the old man only feels a hot pain on his back, as for the disease, it is still not good, the old man does not have that kind of disease at all!"

Well, Mao Jiao denied it.

After all, how could someone like him admit that he had that kind of disease?

Seeing this situation at this moment, he won Changsheng, but he smiled.

"You guy is such a scoundrel, my son tried his best to cure the hidden disease on your body with good intentions, but you are good, and you beat a rake and slander this son!"

"But I'm not afraid!"

As he spoke, Win Changsheng waved his hand and motioned for the two imperial doctors next to him to step forward.

"Come and treat him and see how he is!"

"No."

The two imperial doctors of Great Qin on the side hurriedly stepped forward, and then after diagnosing him, they immediately said to Ying Changsheng with a shocked face.

"The Nineteenth Prince is simply amazing, this is so easy to cure this disease, where did you learn your medical skills? It's a miracle doctor! ”

"How?"

Seeing this situation, Win Changsheng smiled hehe.

Then he looked at Zhang Guanglu, who was facing death at the moment, and he had already concluded that this bastard was deceiving himself.

I saw Ying Zheng's big hand wave, and he motioned to the guard next to him and said.

"Pull him out and cut him down"