"Haha" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and said, "I just gave you an injection. Are you not the legendary awesome Chinese medicine doctors? Can you be hard to get this simple question?"

Lin Qingzhu behind Ye Chenfeng suddenly had the urge to laugh. The people in the Medical Soul Museum have always been very arrogant, but they didn't expect that Ye Chenfeng would lead him away today.

Ye Chenfeng was obviously trying to make things difficult for these Chinese medicine practitioners in front of him, and he used this method.

"Ah, it hurts, teacher, why do I feel like I'm biting with insects?"

Suddenly, Wang De's body seemed to have countless small insects induced on his limbs and bones, and his internal organs were biting. The tingling and numbness almost made Wang De faint, but he couldn't move all over and could only endure it, his face turned red and distorted a little. It was like a person who smoked smokers.

Liu Yueming was shocked. After a light injection, Wang De became like this, and he couldn't tell the reason.

Some old men behind Liu Yueming came forward one after another, shook their heads repeatedly, saying that they didn't see the reason.

"What did you do to Senior Brother Wang De? Save him quickly, otherwise I will call the police!"

"Tsk tsk..." Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "You are indeed a group of quack doctors. You only have to call the police in your mind, and you don't even have any real skills!"

"Slow down, let me try!" Suddenly Liu Yueming shouted.

Everyone present looked at the old man Liu Yueming, and Ye Chenfeng also looked at Liu Yueming with interest. He did not expect the old man to remove this shot. These people were all quack doctors in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

Liu Yueming first touched Wang De's whole body, and then took out a small silver needle bag from his body, which contained various silver needles.

The equipment is quite complete, Ye Chenfeng said with a smile in his heart.

But the next moment, Ye Chenfeng's eyes suddenly lit up. Liu Yueming twisted with one hand, and a faint true energy hit the silver needle. Then the silver needle buzzed and then pierced into the acupoints on Wang De's body.

Qiluo needle!

Ye Chenfeng's heart trembled. He didn't expect that someone would use Qiyun needles in Jiangnan. Although Qiyun needles are just the skin to him now, why are you not shocked to meet people who can have Qiyun needles in Jiangnan?

Next, Liu Yueming kept twisting the silver needles, and one by one pierced the silver needles into Wang De's body. Gradually, Liu Yueming's movements became a little slow, and his face was solemn, with beans-sized sweat beads rolling on his forehead.

No matter whether Liu Yueming could break Ye Chenfeng's needle, Ye Chenfeng was shocked enough, but the next moment, something that shocked Ye Chenfeng even more happened. The tip of a silver needle that Liu Yueming took out shook, and then two afterimages appeared and disappeared.

Ye Chenfeng remembers that this is a needle technique recorded in Ganluo's book, called the dragon dance acupuncture technique, and Liu Yueming performed the first method: dragon flying and phoenix dancing!

Dong!

Ye Chenfeng was shocked in his heart. It turned out to be the dragon dance needle technique. Why can the owner of the Medical Soul Museum do it? Although he only learned a little bit of fur.

As soon as the dragon dance needle method was used, it was indeed effective. Wang De immediately became quiet, and the stinging sensation on his body gradually disappeared. In the end, Wang De's hideous face stabilized.

"Huh!" After Liu Yueming took the needle, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It turns out to be the dragon dance needle technique! Tsk tsk, it's not bad, it's a bit too bad!" Ye Chenfeng smiled.

"Hey, you can actually recognize the Longwu Needle Art. Are you?" Liu Yueming's body shook and he couldn't help asking.

Ye Chenfeng smiled: "I am just an ordinary person!"

"How could it be an ordinary person? How can ordinary people understand the dragon dance needle method?" Liu Yueming said in surprise.

"I can't be talented, I understand all three styles of dragon dance needles!" Ye Chenfeng looked arrogant.

"What? Three Styles?" Liu Yueming was shocked.

"No wonder, your needle just now was really useful. It just sealed Wang De's meridians. If you want to regain a little bit, Wang De would probably be useless. Moreover, your needle actually cured Wang De's dampness and cold for many years. It was also for his own good. You are clear about right and wrong. Whether it is medical ethics, acupuncture, or medical skills, they deserve the respect of everyone present."

Wang De on the side was shocked. Liu Yueming didn't know if he didn't remind him. This reminder found that the dampness and cold energy in his body had disappeared. Ye Chenfeng was so evil. He actually saw his dampness and cold symptoms by just a meeting with him. He was really a genius of medicine.

"Thank you, little doctor!" Wang De, with a look of shame on his face.

"It's okay, I hope everyone can give full play to the effectiveness of our traditional Chinese medicine in the future and strive to carry forward it!" Ye Chenfeng smiled.

"We remember the little doctor's words in our hearts!" Wang De and others said.

"Actually, I came here today to compete with the medical skills of the acquired Chinese medicine and Japanese Chinese medicine!" Ye Chenfeng said.

Liu Yueming's eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "Are you the miracle doctor Liang Shiming mentioned?"

When they heard Liu Yueming's question, other Chinese medicine doctors also raised their ears. If a monster like Ye Chenfeng joins, they will definitely win. Today they discuss it for the competition. When they hear the strength of the Japanese Han doctors, even Liu Yueming was unsure. However, if Ye Chenfeng participates, the chance of winning is too high. Even Hua Tuo can defeat the game, so it is definitely no problem to deal with these Japanese Han doctors.

Everyone stared at Ye Chenfeng quietly, hoping to get the answer they hoped for from Ye Chenfeng's mouth.

Ye Chenfeng opened his lips lightly: "Yes, it was Dean Liang who sent me here, but I am not a miracle doctor. I will attend the exchange conference tomorrow. There are many reasons in it, to promote our traditional Chinese medicine, to suffocate the spirit of Japanese Chinese medicine, etc.."

Liu Yueming almost jumped up happily and said repeatedly: "It's so great, it's so great. Our Medical Soul Museum is saved!"

The others were also very happy and discussed: "There is hope for this competition, and our Chinese medicine doctors in China will not be embarrassed!"

"No wonder that Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has not been completed like this. The largest traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Jiangnan actually looks like this, and even the door has been removed!"

At this moment, a sarcastic voice sounded at the door, and two figures came in, and the well-cut suit showed luxury.

They are members of the Japanese Han-Korean Medical Exchange Group, Ichiro Otani and Junda Oki.

Ichiro Otani's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Are you also a Chinese medicine doctor in the Medical Soul Museum?"
Chapter completed!