Ronger and Yao Sheng looked at Ye Liang expectantly.

Ye Liang thought for a while and nodded slightly: "I have a way."

Hearing this, Rong'er almost jumped up with joy: "Really? Mr. Ye, as long as you can cure my senior brother, I am willing to work as a cow or horse for you!"

"I have a way..." Ye Liang said helplessly: "But his arm is too seriously damaged. I don't have any medicinal materials or enough props on hand. Give me some time to cure it, but next week

…Unlikely.”

"Bah!"

Yao Sheng subconsciously squeezed the armrests of the chair and gritted his teeth: "There is no way, maybe this is my life."

"How could it be..." Ronger said in despair: "Next week my grandfather will choose a direct disciple. This date cannot be postponed. If the treatment cannot be cured next week, my grandfather will have no choice but to pass on the acupuncture technique to Senior Brother Jin.

…”

Ye Liang frowned and asked, "Is the old doctor's acupuncture skills very good?"

Yao Sheng nodded slightly and said, "It's the Ice Soul Needle."

Ice Soul Needle...

Even if it was Ye Liang, he couldn't help but be surprised.

This kind of acupuncture technique is probably mastered by less than ten people in the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Its preciousness lies in the fact that it has been passed down from generation to generation. This acupuncture method can not only be used to save people, but can also be used to kill people. In ancient times, the descendants of Ice Soul Acupuncture were all over the Dragon Kingdom, and the incident of doctors using Ice Soul Acupuncture to harm people,

There are also more and more.

Later, the ancestors stipulated that each inheritor could only choose one person to teach it. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer talents who knew the Ice Soul Needle, until now, it has almost been lost.

Unexpectedly, in such a small medical clinic, there is actually a descendant of the Ice Soul Needle.

Yao Sheng smiled bitterly and said: "This kind of acupuncture is of great help to me. I was originally the successor designated by the master, but now... my hand is injured and I can no longer practice Ice Soul Acupuncture..."

"Next week is the day to select the successor. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it..."

Hearing this, Ye Liang frowned.

There was nothing he could do. Yao Sheng's hand injury was much more serious than expected. Without enough medicinal materials and props, he did not dare to take action rashly.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it next week."

"Okay, don't say such beautiful words." Ronger said dissatisfiedly: "I shouldn't have placed my hope on you. Looking at you, you don't look like someone who knows medical skills. Just now, you were just casual.

I just said a few words and got it right!"

"You can go, senior brother, I don't want to argue with you, and I'm too lazy to talk to people like you!"

"Rong'er!" Yao Sheng accused, "Don't talk to an expert like that."

Ye Liang said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I owe you."

"If you believe me, I can help stabilize your injury first, at least the hand injury will not get worse."

Yao Sheng sat up straight: "Seriously?"

You know, now his hands can barely give people acupuncture, but in half a month, he will no longer be able to control the trembling in his hands.

In another month, I'm afraid I won't be able to move anymore.

If it can be stabilized and prevented from deteriorating, this is the result that Yao Sheng wants to see most now.

"It's not difficult." Ye Liang said with a smile.

Yao Sheng bowed deeply to Ye Liang: "I'm sorry for bothering you, senior."


Chapter completed!