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Acupuncture and martial arts were the same, they both belonged to China, and every Chinese had some hope and curiosity towards these two techniques.

He liked to explore the mysteries of things. This was the psychology of normal people, so he just took acupuncture as an example. He didn't open the knife or use the medicine, he just stabbed it with a thin needle and twisted it.

Finally, half an hour had passed. Peng Zhaoyuan raised both of his hands at the same time and took out three needles from the patient's body.

"Put on your clothes." Peng Zhaoyuan instructed, just now, the acupuncture points had not closed, so it was easy for them to be affected by the cold.

"Bring him a cup of warm water." Peng Zhaoyuan gave the needle to his disciple to disinfect, and said at the same time.

A female disciple immediately brought warm water for the patient, and a somewhat more beautiful female disciple also brought a basin of tea for Peng Zhaoyuan.

Shi Lei watched with envy. He realized, there was a difference between students and disciples.

Peng Zhaoyuan could ask his disciples to bring him some tea, pinch his legs, and even sleep with him. Did he really dare to let his students do this?

Shi Lei thought, maybe he should also accept two female disciples.

No matter what, teaching everyone is still a form of teaching …

Peng Zhaoyuan drank some tea to moisten his throat and asked the patient: "How do you feel now?"

The chunky man carefully twisted his waist and said, "It doesn't hurt as much as before."

"Stand up and try. Don't be afraid. We can move a little more."

The chunky man put down his water glass and jumped down from the bed. He twisted left, right, and then he shouted with a look of surprise, "Oh my god, my waist is fine. That's amazing!" In the past, even if I moved a little, I would still feel pain from the pain! Doctor Peng, you are a god! "

In the past, when faced with this kind of patient, Peng Zhaoyuan would split it between three to five times before finally being able to completely cure him.

But today, in order to show off his medical skills in front of Shi Lei, he decided not to hide anything.

"I still need some rest for the next three days, so it's not appropriate for me to do some strenuous exercise. After three days, there won't be any problems anymore."

"Thank you, Dr. Peng. Thank you, Dr. Peng." The man's face was full of gratitude. The sudden joy of getting rid of the pain on his body spread to everyone present, and they all broke into applause.

Peng Zhaoyuan looked complacent as he turned to look at Shi Lei, and said provocatively: "Doctor Shi, can you let us admire your mystical needle technique now?"

Shi Lei nodded: "Of course you can."

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and said to Peng Zhaoyuan's disciple: "Give me a box of needles, I want a new one, I don't need anything that others have used before."

In fact, he had the golden phoenix tail needle in his pocket. It was just that this item was too expensive and he did not want to reveal it to others. Peng Zhaoyuan was an expert. If by any chance he recognized that he was using the Gold Needle with a phoenix tail, he wouldn't be afraid of the thieves trying to steal it.

None of the disciples had any good feelings towards Shi Lei, and it was only because of his gaze that they felt that something was amiss, but a girl ran over unwillingly to get a box of unopened silver needles and gave it to Shi Lei.

Shi Lei took it, opened the needle box and took out a seven inch long silver needle.

After disinfection, he walked up to a young patient in a white shirt and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Cervical spondylosis, neck discomfort, shoulder pain." the young man said.

"Take off your jacket." Shi Lei instructed.

"Can you do it?" I'd better get Dr. Peng to treat it for me. " The young man saw that Shi Lei looked unfamiliar and dressed like the people in the infirmary, so he casually held onto a needle and walked over.

Peng Zhaoyuan was famous for being able to use acupuncture, and he had just treated a patient's lumbar disc in public. This had an extremely strong impact on other patients.

If they could choose, they would naturally want to choose Peng Zhaoyuan to undergo treatment. It would be much more stable this way, after all, who would be willing to take their body as a joke?

Shi Lei laughed and said, "He's not as good as me."

The young man didn't know why, but as if he was infected by Shi Lei's smile, he nodded and said: "Alright, then I'll be your little mouse for once. Bro, go easy on him."

"Don't worry." Shi Lei patted his shoulder to comfort him.

When the young man took off his clothes, Shi Lei was caught off guard and pierced towards his Feng Chi point!

Stabbing, lifting, piercing, lifting …

Lightly lift the needle and put it away three times in a row.

"Alright, put on your clothes." Shi Lei said.

"You're done?" The young man wondered, "I don't feel anything?"

"If you don't feel anything, that's right." Shi Lei laughed, then took a piece of alcohol wool, removed the poison from his body and walked towards the next patient. What's wrong with you? "

"My waist isn't comfortable. I feel sore all the time, and sometimes I feel like I can't stop peeing …" The male patient said with an awkward expression.

"Un, I understand. Prostate, take off your pants." Shi Lei said.

"Huh?"

"Take it off. Relax, I'm not interested in men." Shi Lei said with a smile.

The man was initially nervous, but after hearing Shi Lei's teasing, he had become a lot more relaxed. He embarrassedly glanced at Peng Zhaoyuan and the other female disciples, took off his belt and pants.

Shi Lei didn't hesitate for even a second and went straight for the acupoint below his navel, then used the same method to open it three times.

This time, it took a little longer, but the whole process did not take more than two minutes.

Two minutes later, Shi Lei put away the needle and said: "Alright, put on your pants."

"That's it?"

"Alright."

Shi Lei treated all the way, and every time, he would complete it with a needle, and would not waste any time.

In the blink of an eye, the eight patients waiting for Peng Zhaoyuan to be treated were all pierced by Shi Lei.

In other words, the amount of time Shi Lei had to spend on eight patients was less than the amount of time Peng Zhaoyuan had to treat one patient.

"Is there anyone capable of treating a disease like this?"

"You're not trying to trick me, right?"

"You can use a needle to poke around?"

Shi Lei put the needle into the needle box after disinfection, shrugged and said: "Whether it's effective, we should let the patient speak."

"My neck is feeling much better. It feels so relaxed." The first young man to have cervical spondylosis looked incredulous.

"My lower body feels a lot more comfortable." Brother Bones carefully felt it and his face was also full of surprise and joy.

"Heavens, this is too godly …" My leg no longer hurts. "

If this group of patients did not come for Peng Zhaoyuan, Peng Zhaoyuan would have suspected that they were Shi Lei's pawns.

How could there be such a miraculous thing? A needle that was effective? Brother, are you a living immortal?

"How is it? Does it even enter your eyes? " Shi Lei looked at the dumbstruck Peng Zhaoyuan, and said while tilting his neck.

"If what they say is true... We are tied. " Peng Zhaoyuan muttered.

"Master, he's not as good as you? You used three needles, and he only used one? "

"Yeah, how can he compare with Master?"

Hearing that Peng Zhaoyuan said that it was a tie, all the disciples started clamoring in dissatisfaction.

"Shut up!" Peng Zhaoyuan shouted.

The disciples obediently shut their mouths, not daring to speak anymore.

Shi Lei shook the needle box in his hand, and looked at Peng Zhaoyuan: "Do you really think we should tie?"