Zhou Huitong's questioning was reasonable, and Han Shengyan couldn't help but hesitate.

Yes, if Zuo Lang understands medical skills, why don't he just help himself, but do more?

What she didn't know was that Zuo Lang had no spiritual power on his body at that time, and he couldn't recall the knowledge of his previous life at all.

After all, his knowledge is too complicated, and he can't remember it by memory alone, and it generally exists in the sea of knowledge, and he needs spiritual power to check it.

However, Han Shengyan quickly strengthened his heart, wasn't it because of everyone's doubts that Zuo Lang was angry before?

I finally chased people back, and I can't make the same mistake again.

"I believe in Mr. Zuo, he will not let me down!"

It wasn't until Han Shengyan said this sentence that Zuo Lang reacted.

If she loses trust in herself because of the words of others, Zuo Lang will definitely turn around and leave.

Let her cry through her throat and shout through the sky, she will never relent.

Because, that's the bottom line!

Zuo Lang joked: "If you can't do it, you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it either." ”

Zhou Hui has been a doctor for many years, and he has never been said no, and he said: "Hmph, Huangkou child, don't be ashamed, do you know medical skills?" ”

"If you can really heal the head of the Han family, the old man will apprentice to you on the spot, and from then on he will consider himself a disciple."

Zuo Lang said disdainfully: "Excuse me, your qualifications are too poor to be my apprentice!" ”

There were many amazing and brilliant people who wanted to worship under the prodigal Sword Emperor, but from beginning to end, no one could favor them.

He is a bad old man who is about to die, how can he be?

Zhou Huitong was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and he wanted to tear this madman with his hands.

Zuo Lang came to the bedside, looked at Han Dongshan's condition, nodded thoughtfully, and already had a countermeasure in his heart.

But his cultivation is insufficient, and if he wants to save people, he still needs to use foreign objects.

"Old man Zhou, borrow your silver needle!"

Seeing that Zuo Lang was confident, Zhou Huitong couldn't help but be a little curious, could it be that he was really sure to save people? I didn't feel embarrassed, and threw the acupuncture bag over.

He still has this measure.

Han Siyi on the side looked contemptuous: "Hey, pretend to be a ghost, I'll see how he ends up later." ”

Fang Xuemei subconsciously wanted to agree, but she was glared at sternly by her husband, and swallowed back the words when they came to her mouth.

Han Dongming had some eyesight, and seeing Zhou Huitong's half-belief and suspicion, it also made him feel hopeful in his heart.

Zuo Lang calmed down, entered a state of no distractions, unfolded the acupuncture bag, and saw his hands moving in unison, his fingers flying, and silver needles falling like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

It was so fast that it was dazzling and dizzying, and in just a few seconds, Han Dongshan's body was full of silver needles.

makes people have the idea that if it weren't for the limited number of silver needles, he would be able to tie Han Dongshan into a "needle man".

Han Siyi screamed, "What is this guy doing? Is there such a pricking needle? I think this stinky beggar is Hu Lai, and he doesn't care about his uncle's life at all. ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Fang Xuemei echoed and said, "Siyi is right, how can this save people?" It was obvious that he was harming people, so he quickly reported to the police and arrested him. ”

Han Dongshan also grimaced, gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, no matter who you are, dare to joke with my eldest brother's life, don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"My Han family is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated!"

Han Shengyan bit his red lips tightly, although he didn't speak, he clenched his small fists tightly, and his heart also lifted.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, Zhou Huitong glared at the three of them fiercely, and roared in a low voice: "Whoever dares to speak disrespectfully will get out of the old man!" ”

Then, I saw Zhou Huitong running to Zuo Lang's side upside down, humbly asking for advice, which made people feel like an elderly licking dog.

Han Dongming's family of three was dumbfounded, and they didn't understand what was going on at all, how could Zhou Huitong, who was still at odds with Zuo Lang just now, suddenly seem to be a different person.

Zhou Huitong smiled all over his face: "Little brother, who did you learn this acupuncture technique from?" ”

In his life, he is not greedy for money, not lustful, and does not seek fame and fortune, but is obsessed with medicine.

Unfortunately, for decades, no clever needle application has been obtained.

Now seeing Zuo Lang's stitching, his already extinguished heart instantly became stupid.

Zuo Lang didn't bother to explain, and said casually: "This is my own stitching." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Huitong became even more energetic, swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "That...... Can the old man ask the name of this set of stitches? ”

Zuo Langxin said how do I know, but I learned it by accident.

In another world, a physician is different from a Dan master, a skill that only mortals can learn.

He is a prodigal son of the Sword Emperor, where would he deliberately remember this.

Zhou Huitong saw that he refused to take care of himself, so he was so anxious that he turned back and forth like a spinning top.

Meanwhile.

Han Dongshan, who had been declared dead, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing, and he didn't look like a dying person at all.

In an instant, several members of the Han family surrounded them, full of surprises.

Han Dongshan rubbed his eyebrows, sat up alone, and looked at everyone: "I...... How long have you been in a coma? ”

Han Shengyan cried with joy: "Dad, you have been in a coma for half a month. ”

Hearing this, Han Dongshan was stunned, although he knew that he was in a coma, he didn't expect it to be so long.

Seeing that his daughter was crying silently, he touched his daughter's head distressedly: "Silly girl, what are you crying about, isn't it okay for Dad." ”

It's okay not to say it, but when he said it, Han Shengyan cried even louder.

In the days when her father was in a coma, she was exhausted, she couldn't eat or sleep well, for fear of delaying her father's illness.

Now that her father has woken up, she can finally relieve the pressure on her body and become a little girl under her father's wing again.

"Okay, I'm still crying when I'm such an adult, I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

Han Dongshan comforted his daughter a few more words before he looked at his younger brother and nodded heavily.

Siblings, everything is in plain sight.