Yang Jinwu sneered, he thought that Jiang Ning and the others were directing and acting here, and wanted to force themselves to save people.

"You..."

At this time, Qin Bu's face was flushed with anger, and he wanted to reason with this person, but was stopped by his grandfather.

"Grandpa..."

Qin Buju looked angry.

"It's okay..."

Qin Yuanchao smiled, his body getting weaker and weaker.

Of course he didn't believe in this medicine king, but he believed in Jiangning.

Qin Yuanchao took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on Qin Yuanchao's face, and they didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The people of Luozhai even raised their hearts in their throats.

And Qin Yuanchao's face, after taking this elixir, gradually regained its blood color.

"Hahaha, see no, as long as my medicine king makes a move, there is no one who can't be saved."

"Young man, what else do you have to say?"

Yang Jinwu laughed, this pill went down, and Qin Lao's face had returned to normal.

You don't need to observe it with a doctor's eye, it has been proven that this medicine works well!

This time, don't you slap this charlatan in the face?

Jiang Ning shook his head slightly, he didn't bother to look at this arrogant person, he pulled out a silver needle in his hand, ready to help at any time.

"Hmph, the King of Medicine is the King of Medicine, unlike some people, who are indiscriminately filling up here, if you let the King of Medicine early..."

"Poof!"

Without waiting for Luo Shaojie to finish speaking, Qin Yuanchao spurted out a mouthful of old blood and directly sprayed Yang Jinwu.

"This..."

Yang Jinwu was flustered for a while, ignoring the bloodstains, and hurriedly squatted down to check the problem.

He glared and looked at it again, but couldn't find anything.

Yang Jinwu was completely panicked, squatting on the ground to check his pulse and touch his heartbeat, but he couldn't see why.

And at this moment, Qin Lao's illness is getting more and more serious, and his seven orifices are bleeding.

"Qin Yuanchao..."

Luo Fengjuan couldn't sit still, and finally put down the shelf, with a worried face.

Then, she said coldly to Yang Jinwu angrily: "Mr. Medicine King, what the hell, what's going on, if Qin Yuanchao dies here, you and I will suffer!" Did You Know? ”

Luo Fengjuan said cruel words on the surface, but in fact, what she was most worried about was Qin Yuanchao's comfort.

This man is willing to take risks in order to save her, and she... The other party has been forgiven!

"This, this... Old lady, I'm too, I don't know, Qin Lao's pulse is extremely chaotic, and he has a short life..."

"I know, it must be this Jianghu Langzhong who secretly used some means... Yes, it must be so, you..."

Yang Jinwu also panicked, thinking that he was going to kill an old handsome, he was so frightened that he hurriedly passed the blame.

"You shut your mouth for me..."

"Master Jiang, you, there is a way to cure..."

Before Luo Fengjuan finished speaking, Qin Yuanchao, who was bleeding from seven orifices, suddenly said coldly: "You promise... Let... Let Mr. Jiang save you, and I'll be... Alive. Otherwise... Die! ”

At this time, Qin Yuanchao was terminally ill, out of breath, at this time, he was still so stubborn.

Everyone couldn't help but admire.

"Mother... You... Focus on the big picture! ”

Luo Shaojie also panicked, as the owner of the second village, he knew how important it was at this time.

"Heal, I'll let him heal... Qin Yuanchao, you can't die! ”

In the face of life and death, Luo Fengjuan couldn't continue to pretend, this time, she relented.

"Also, heal you, I want that half of the winter ginseng..."

Qin Yuanchao gritted his teeth and said with his last breath.

"Go, bring the Winter Ginseng... I promise you! ”

At the moment, Luo Fengjuan didn't have any consideration, and ordered Luo Shaojie to get winter ginseng.

And Yang Jinwu was also relieved when he saw this.

Anyway, if the person is not dead in his hands, then it has nothing to do with him, and when the Qin family makes trouble for him, there are also words.

As for...

Hmph, Qin Yuanchao is in this state, he is already certain to die, can this kid be cured? His identity as the king of medicine can really change hands!

Seeing that Qin Lao was about to run out of oil, at this critical moment, Jiang Ning made a move, and he inserted a silver needle into Qin Yuanchao's heart.

"Well, the lesion?"

After a needle, Qin Yuanchao's state did not improve, but worsened.

Yang Jinwu was the closest, and after hearing Jiang Ning's words, he snorted coldly: "Hmph, kid, have you messed up?" I'll see how you guys end! ”

In Yang Jinwu's eyes, several people are acting, but it is obvious that the acting is smashed!

When the time comes...

"Hehe, thank you, it would take a month to be cured, but your pill... Save that time! ”

Jiang Ning seemed to be smiling, and a few more silver needles in his hand were slammed into Qin Yuanchao's body.

I saw that the acupuncture points pierced by the silver needle, blood kept coming out, and Qin Yuanchao took a sip, and the dark red blood sprayed Yang Jinwu's body again.

Yang Jinwu's face turned dark, is there any difference between this symptom and just now?

Qin Yuanchao, it is estimated that he is dead!

Anyway, ignore and die in your own hands!

And the people of Luo Zhai also held their breath at this moment, thinking that Qin Lao was hopeless!

"Whew... Mr. Jiang, thank you, you saved my life again. Just now, I really didn't think I could make it! ”

At this moment, Qin Yuanchao suddenly spoke.

The breath was steady, and the pale face gradually returned to normal.

"Old Qin is polite..."

Jiang Ning smiled and pulled out the needle.

"This is impossible! Such a chaotic vein, it is obviously a sign of mortality, you, what the hell are you doing! ”

Yang Jinwu's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, which was obviously beyond his cognition.

"Hmph, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't!"

Jiang Ning snorted coldly, passed past Yang Jinwu, and walked straight towards Luo Fengjuan.

"He, is he alright?"

Luo Fengjuan was also shocked.

"Yes, old lady, I will heal you..."

Jiang Ning said lightly, then grabbed Luo Fengjuan's left hand, and clasped two fingers on it.

"Xuan... Finger... Check the pulse! ”

Yang Jinwu came back to his senses slightly, and after seeing Jiang Ning's method, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and his face was full of shock.

Xuanzhi pulse diagnosis, this is a legendary pulse diagnosis technique, and he only knows about it in ancient books.

Even his master can't do it with two fingers!

There are four levels of finger diagnosis, of which four fingers are the lowest level and one finger is the strongest...

Yang Jinwu was thinking about it, the boss whose mouth opened again, a... One finger!

This, what kind of person is this Jiang Ning, who can actually diagnose the pulse with one finger of his fingers!

In the world, under one finger, there is nowhere to hide.

His medical eyes are not worth mentioning at all!

"Fortunately, in half an hour, old lady, you can stand up."

Jiang Ning smiled, picked up the silver needle and stabbed it on Luo Fengjuan's wrist.

"Hehe, Master Jiang, although you have cured Xiao Qin, I know my illness in my heart... We searched all over the world for famous doctors, and no one dared to say this... Although..."

Before Luo Fengjuan's words were finished, Jiang Ning interrupted: "That's Madame, you didn't meet me earlier, otherwise, it would have been better..."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he went down with another needle.

Luo Fengjuan smiled and said nothing, obviously not believing this.

But Yang Jinwu, the medicine king not far away, had already been shocked beyond measure.

"Ghost Doctor Needle... Tianxuan Needle... Dragon and Phoenix..."

The set of stitches that have only been seen in ancient books are being displayed one by one.

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