Tang Han said: "Owner Chen misunderstood. I am a doctor. He practices Bajiquan all year round. This boxing technique is extremely fierce. If you fail to practice it, you will easily hurt yourself.

Now the internal organs of the big head have been severely traumatized. I just slapped him with blood stasis. If you apply acupuncture, you will be cured."

Seeing that Chen Xuance still didn't believe it, Tang Han said to the big head on the ground: "Have you often felt stuffy in your chest, restless and irritable recently, and have a faint pain three inches below your right rib?"

"Yes, that's true." Bigotou confirmed.

Tang Han gently pushed Chen Xuance away and said, "Don't worry, Master Chen, if I want his life, he is already dead, so how can I do it now?"

Tang Han came to Datou and asked him to lie on his back. Then he took out the golden needle and quickly penetrated several major acupoints in his chest. Then he gently rushed the end of the needle, and the golden needle quickly trembled and lasted for a long time.

Seeing that Tang Han was extremely skillful in acupuncture techniques, Chen Xuance believed that he was really a doctor.

About ten minutes later, Tang Han brushed his right hand and put away all the golden needles. Then he pressed them on the sea of ​​Qi on the head. The true qi of Xuantian Gong circulated for a week and completely penetrated the blocked meridians.

After doing all this, Tang Han stood up and said, "Okay, get up and try."

Datou stood up, tried to press on his right rib, and shouted excitedly: "It really doesn't hurt anymore, my chest is no longer stuffy. I'm really healing, even the injury just now."

He punched a few times in the air, and the powerful force brought out a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Tang Han said: "Please pay attention to rest in the past two days. Do not practice boxing within three days. You will be restored to your original state in three days."

"Thank you, Boss Tang."

Datou bowed deeply to Tang Han.

At this time, Chen Xuance sighed: "Boss Tang, I, Mr. Chen, was dissatisfied and wanted to compete with you. Now I am completely convinced. I have martial arts and virtues, but I am not arrogant even if I win. I have broad minds and conquer people with virtue. I will make a decision on your friend."

As soon as Chen Xuance finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from the crowd around him, and everyone was impressed by the Tang Han's demeanor of benevolence.

Tang Han said: "The Lord Chen praised me. Actually, I am not a warrior, I am a doctor. I am forced to fight and kill. It is my duty to cure diseases and save people."

Chen Xuance said: "What kind of restaurant owner is not? If Brother Tang doesn't dislike me, I am willing to become brothers with Brother Tang."

Tang Han looked at Chen Xuance with sincerity and said, "Okay, I, Tang Han, are willing to be brothers with the owner."

The martial arts hall began to get busy, and the disciples of the martial arts hall built a temporary incense case, and Tang Han and Chen Xuance officially became sworn brothers.

After getting up, Tang Han said to Chen Xuance: "People who practice martial arts will suffer physical injuries over time, either light or severe, or light or dark. If they are not treated in time, they will only become more and more serious. I think my elder brother has been staying in the yellow stage for a long time, so he should be tired of old injuries, right?"

Chen Xuance was shocked. Unexpectedly, Tang Han could see his cultivation at a glance, and he could also see that he had internal injuries.

"Second brother, how did you see it?"

Tang Han said: "Brother, I am a doctor. I can naturally see that your breath is not running smoothly."

Chen Xuance said anxiously: "Can my injury be cured?"

He had injured his dantian after a competition with someone more than ten years ago and never recovered. Later, although he had saved his martial arts skills, he could not make any progress no matter how hard he tried.

Chen Xuance has been seeking medical treatment everywhere in recent years, but the injuries in Dantian are the most difficult to treat. Western medicine cannot find out the injury, and traditional Chinese medicine said it is powerless.

Tang Han took Chen Xuance's pulse and said, "It's okay, I'll give you acupuncture a few times, and then add decoctions. You can recover in one month."

"Really, that's great, it's great."

A very steady Chen Xuance actually lost his composure. He was very talented in martial arts. He became a yellow-level warrior at the age of 20, but later he stopped moving in this state due to injuries.

As a warrior, this is the greatest torture for him, and it is even more uncomfortable than killing him. Today, Tang Han said that he could cure his injuries, and Chen Xuance felt like he was reborn.

"Second brother, let's start now?"

Chen Xuance couldn't wait.

Tang Han asked Chen Xuance to find a quiet room and let him lie down. He used the Qiyun needle and stabbed the golden needle into more than a dozen large acupoints around the Dantian, and then slowly sent the true energy into Chen Xuance's body through the golden needle, slowly repairing the injuries in the Dantian.

About twenty minutes later, Tang Han pulled out the golden needle, and Chen Xuance felt that the dantian was warm and had never been so comfortable.

Tang Han wrote a prescription and handed it to Chen Xuance, saying, "Brother takes this prescription and takes medicine three times a day. I will give you an injection in a week, and you will be cured in a month."

When Tang Han was treating Chen Xuance's injuries, Datou and another disciple Wu Dahai were accompanying him.

Originally, Wu Dahai was almost thirty years old, and he was still a little repulsive when he called Tang Han a young man who was just in his early twenties.

Now seeing Tang Han's medical skills are so skillful that he can even cure internal injuries that have troubled his master for many years. He doesn't care about his age anymore. He calls his uncle sweeter than anyone else.

"Uncle Tang, can you help me see my back injury?"

He has had a back injury for two or three years. He often hurts so much that he can't sleep at night. After seeing many doctors, he said that he would rest and could not practice martial arts in this life. However, Wu Dahai was a martial arts tycoon, so it was absolutely impossible for him to stop practicing martial arts.

"Lying down, I'll take a look." Tang Han asked Wu Dahai to lie down, looked at his waist, and said, "You are a minor injury, you will be fine soon."

Tang Han massaged his waist a few times, then used a golden needle to spread some true energy, and cured Wu Dahai's back injury in a few minutes.

"Okay, get up and take a look."

Wu Dahai couldn't believe that his back injury had been cured so quickly for several years? Isn't it that my uncle is fooling him?

He first tried to do a few high legs, then kicked sideways, and finally did a 360-degree spin kick that he didn't dare to try after his waist injury, and he didn't feel any feeling of a waist injury.

"It's really good, uncle, you are so amazing." Wu Dahai said excitedly.

Tang Han said to Datou: "Call all the injured disciples in the martial arts hall, and I'll see them together today."

Under Wu Dahai's publicity, the disciples of the martial arts school all knew that the new uncle, the medical skills were as good as a god. Wu Dahai's back injury was cured in a few minutes.

The martial arts practitioners did not have any internal and external injuries. After the news spread, everyone squeezed into the house, rushing to see a doctor.

"Uncle Master, I have an injury on my left knee, please help me see..."

"Uncle Master, I dare not use force on my right shoulder..."

"Uncle Master, I always have chest pain..."
Chapter completed!