Zhou Tai had exhausted countless efforts to seek a famous doctor to save his father.

Come to think of it!

Ziyang Rong sighed, and then said:

"Zhou Tai, is your father sick again!"

"Yes, Master Zi, my father suddenly fell ill and is still in a coma, and this time I will trouble you again. ”

Zhou Tai smiled bitterly, turned to look at Qin Feng, and looked indifferent:

"You have to be glad that Master Purple has a lot of people who don't care about you, so don't hurry up!"

Qin Feng sat on a chair with the little guy in his arms, and looked at him with Erlang's legs crossed:

"If I say you'll beg me on your knees later, will you believe it?"

"Humph!"

Zhou Tai snorted coldly, he was now concerned about his father, and hurriedly led Ziyangrong to the ambulance parked on the side of the road.

On the bed of the ambulance lay an old man, the old man with a thin face, his eyes wide open, as if he was biting his breath.

If you exhale this breath, you will die immediately.

After Zi Yangrong made a diagnosis of the old man, Zhou Tai asked anxiously:

"Master, how is my father?"

"Hey...... The destiny is like this, and the number of qi is exhausted. ”

Ziyang Rong shook his head slightly and said:

"Old Man Zhou's health is not good, it may be the root of the disease that fell when he was young, plus the serious illness a few years ago almost killed him, and his body bones are getting worse and worse, and now he has a long life, and his organs are failing, you can help Old Man Zhou prepare for the future as soon as possible!"

"Master, don't sigh, you are already the best Chinese medicine doctor in Jiangnan, if you can't help it, let alone others!"

It was Ziyaoxuan's apprentice Ah Dong who spoke.

The admiration and flattering look of that piece, although it was annoying, was indeed telling the truth.

If Master Zi can't be cured, how can anyone else be saved?

Hearing this, Zhou Tai's body trembled, clenched his fists, and asked unwillingly:

"There's really no way?"

"Even the Great Luo Immortal can't save your father!"

Ziyang Rong shook his head.

"Do you know why I didn't take you seriously?"

Unexpectedly, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

The eyes of everyone present swept away.

The person who spoke was none other than Qin Feng.

"What do you mean?"

Ziyang Rong looked at Qin Feng.

"Hehe, if the person is not dead, he said that he was not saved. ”

A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and he glanced at Zi Yangrong with disdain, and said:

"First there is indiscriminate preservation of medicinal materials, and then there are improper medical skills, and you call yourself a master in vain, which is really bullshit. ”

"You!"

Ziyang Rong angrily pointed at Qin Feng and shouted.

"If you have the ability, you can cure it. ”

"If you can cure Zhou Lao, I, Ziyangrong, will serve tea and worship the teacher!"

Ziyang Rong roared again and again.

It's lively.

Zhou Tai walked in front of Qin Feng again, with a tiger's back and a sense of slaughter.

"How sure are you that you'll cure my father?"

His gaze was compelling and his demeanor was serious.

"Ten percent!"

Qin Feng's face did not change, and his demeanor was natural.

What is the difficulty of a minor illness?

"What hubris!"

Ziyang Rong was dismissive.

Everything is risky, and even he doesn't talk too much.

Zhou Tai didn't quite believe it either.

Those who can say 'ten percent' are either newcomers who don't understand anything, or they have real skills.

No matter how you look at it, Qin Feng is the former.

"Don't believe me?"

Qin Feng seemed to be smiling, glanced at Zhou Tai and said:

"Do you have severe constipation and hemorrhoids?"

As soon as this remark came out.

Zhou Tai's face changed suddenly, his face was blue and white for a while, and he was very embarrassed:

"Well, you...... How do you see that?"

He has hemorrhoids five years ago, and over the years, he has been to the hospital countless times for surgery, and he has taken a lot of Chinese medicine to no avail.

Treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

"Zhou Ye's secret illness only needs to go to the hospital to inquire, who knows if you are a blind cat and a dead mouse?"

Adong's muttering was so harsh.

"Do you think you're fit to make noise in this environment?"

Qin Feng suddenly glanced at Ah Dong with disdain.

"Shut up, talk again, break your dog's legs!"

Zhou Tai immediately scolded Ah Dong, and then hurriedly bowed down to Qin Feng and pleaded:

"Sir, please don't remember the villain, and help my father, I will be rewarded heavily!"

can see at a glance that he has been suffering from many years of dark illness, and Zhou Tai already believes that Qin Feng is really capable.

Qin Feng lowered his head and dusted his trouser legs:

"Do you remember what I just said, you want to save people, kneel down and beg me!"

A look of resentment flashed across Zhou Tai's face.

Asking him to kneel to a young man in the underground king of the Eastern District, no matter how you hear it, you feel that it is a kind of humiliation.

But this may be the only chance to save his father.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Taiyi gritted his teeth, seemed to have made a lot of determination, and fell to the ground:

"Please also come to the rescue!"

"Get up. ”

Qin Feng said lightly, put the little guy on the chair, and then got up and walked to the hospital bed.

Everyone present stared at Qin Feng with wide eyes, as if they wanted to know how he could save a person who was only half a mouthful.

Swish!

I saw him stretch out his hand.

A row of silver dangling needles appeared in front of everyone.

A total of nine silver needles!

Each one is pretty much the same, but if you look closely, there seem to be subtle differences.

Whoosh ......

Nine silver needles were thrown out by him and stabbed at Baihui, Tianding and other acupuncture points, without deviation, and they entered the muscles for three points, and they were not bad at all.

The distribution of the nine silver needles is extremely strange, and when people look at it, they will give birth to a sense of mystery!

"Nine turns of silver needle?"

Zi Yangrong's eyes suddenly dilated, as if he was looking at a ghost.

"Master Purple, this is ......"

Zhou Tai didn't understand at all.

"Nine turns of silver needle, this ...... It's just recorded in the secret volume of the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", he ...... How could he?"

It is said that the nine-turn silver needle is practiced to the highest level, which can stimulate the acupuncture points of the human body and make the human body burst out again, with the effect of life and death, flesh and bones!

It is more subtle than the twelve needles of the soul recorded in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing".

The method of acupuncture and moxibustion, which describes the nine turns of silver needles in the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", which does not belong to the category of the human world, has been mastered by ordinary people, so it is recorded in the secret volume of the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon".

It's a pity that the Nine Turns Silver Needle is too difficult to learn, even Zi Yangrong can't learn it, because of the sense of qi required by the light entry, he has not figured it out all his life.

Even, no one in the entire Huaguo knew the complete Nine Turns Silver Needle before this.

Qin Feng was extremely focused.

The surroundings also fell silent in an instant, and everyone held their breath, looked at it seriously, and couldn't help but be attracted.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light burst out in his eyes, and he suddenly retracted the needle and shouted: "Wake up!"

In the next second, a miracle happened.

Old Man Zhou, who had his eyes closed, actually opened his eyes slowly.

After being silent for dozens of seconds, Zhou Tai's excited voice burst out: "Wake up! Really wake up!"

All the people present looked at Qin Feng as if they had seen a ghost.