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"You should understand."

Xuan Yan said: "Your ice house no longer exists. Even if you try harder, it won't help."

"Not to mention, your own medical skills are so bad."

"My medical skills are not good." Bing Ling said coldly: "But it does not mean that you can insult my Bingjia, as long as I am still, Bingjia will still be."

"Oh." Xuan Yan smiled: "But what about that?"

"Even a patient can't be cured, so I'm so sorry to say that Bingjia, now Bingjia, is so shabby."

Bing Ling stunned.

Her pink fist clenched tightly.

"You give way, I will treat this patient, you are too weak."

Xuan Yan said nothing, and walked past Bing Ling directly to the old man.

He glanced at the old man and then chuckled.

"You can't cure it so simple, what else can you do?"

"Will you cook for the future men and have children?"

"Your woman will have this kind of use." Xuan Yan chuckled, and then took out a set of silver needles.

"Next, don't blink, take you to see the world, far beyond your Bingjia's medical skills."

Picking up a needle, Xuan Yan didn't hesitate and inserted it directly into the patient's Yintang point. The silver needle went straight into the third, and the doctor next to him was shocked.

The nurses on the side also opened their mouths.

Bingling's Liu Mei also wrinkled slightly, and she seriously looked at Xuanyan Shizhen.

Yintang, located between the two eyebrows, is one of the most sensitive acupuncture points of the human body. If someone points at this part with their fingers, the person being pointed will be very uncomfortable.

This is also the deepest acupuncture point without the whole body touching.

This acupuncture point is usually prudent even when the old Chinese medicine doctors give acupuncture, not even so deep.

The depth of Xuanyan's penetration is three times greater than usual.

After Yintang, Xuanyan took a silver needle in each hand and inserted it directly from the temples on both sides. This time, as before, it was inserted into one third.

The heartbeat of the doctor next to him changed faster, and his temple was another sensitive point.

People who are not sure about such acupuncture points don't usually use needles to prevent accidents. Xuanyan pours well and dives directly into it.

The doctor next to this meeting looked at Xuanyan's acupuncture, not studying, but feeling like he was dying.

Three needles pierced, and Xuan Yan breathed a long time.

These three stitches may seem simple, but they are complicated and require great mental power to help them. It is not difficult for him to do these things, but he seems tired because of the exhaustion of energy.

After exhaling, Xuan Yan asked the doctor next to help untie the patient's clothes and restart the injection.

This time he made a dozen consecutive shots, mostly in the chest, and the doctor next to him nodded silently.

This time Xuanyan's needles weren't as exaggerated and horrible as they were just now. The needles are also very good under the needles. The doctors can see that there is indeed the possibility of changing the patient's condition.

This method of acupuncture also made the doctor next to him sigh. He was more convinced that Xuanyan's acupuncture technique was stronger than anyone he had seen.

"On your head!"

The nurse suddenly shouted at Xuan Yan, and Bing Ling and the doctor next to him looked up and looked at Xuan Yan.

With just a glance, the two were stunned. There was a trace of white mist on Xuanyan's head. The white mist was very pale, but it did exist, and Xuanyan's forehead was already covered with sweat.

They haven't seen it this way. This happens when some martial arts masters on TV overwork, but Xuan Yan's appearance is much clearer than on TV.

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