Chapter 478

Seems to feel, green Yan hope eyes, Wang Kang slightly down head, gently shake his head.

"Miss Qingyan, it's not that I'm not good at medicine, but it's hard to disobey my destiny..."

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Kang said to himself, carrying the medical box on his back. His face was full of regret, and he said faintly: "life and death have a destiny. Today is the seventh day, so we can't treat it any more."

Up to now, he has been using acupuncture for seven days. If he continues to treat the disease, it will not be effective. In the past, he will be cured within three days. Seven days is an exception.

"Wang Shengshou, what's wrong with my people?"

At this time, there was a sound of footwork outside the door. Qingyan's voice came through the door and window.

Wang Kang sighed that he couldn't do anything about it.

The old man's condition on the bed was treated with the ancient medical classics and the long lost thirty-six needles of Ziwei. All of them did not get better.

"It's Miss Qingyan. Come in."

Wang Kang put down the medical box and sat down on the edge of the bed with his hands down. His eyes were slightly closed, and his body was covered with sandalwood. He felt that he was immortal.

As soon as she enters the room, Qingyan takes a deep breath and walks in the front. Her eyes glance at the room.

When she saw the bald man on the bed, her pretty face turned pale.

Chen Jie also came in, his eyes fell on the man's body, thinking.

"Can our people be saved?" Qingyan's eyes were dim and her mouth slightly slanted.

Wang Kang took a deep look at Qingyan, shook his head and said, "unfortunately, his life is not long. It's not because of my medical skill, but because of this man's heavy killing. It's because of heaven's peace."

"This is his destiny. Although I am a saint of medicine, how can I disobey it?"

With that, the proud color on his face faded, he shook his head slightly, and walked out of the house, quite meaning that this man was not worth saving.

"Why, I'm going to die, and I want to go?"

Just then, Chen Jie's faint voice came.

"What did you say?"

Wang Kang's body turned a little stiffly and said in a cold voice, "I'm a saint of medicine. I can only save people, but I won't harm them!"

"You don't know the medical skills. How dare you insult me?"

Wang Kang snorted coldly. His breath was a little hasty, but his palms were sweating inexplicably.

As a matter of fact, he was in a hurry for success in the treatment, causing irreversible damage to the patient's body.

"If you are really capable, you can cure him. Why leave?"

Chen Jie said with a smile.

"Well! I've already said that it's not a matter of medical skill. It's a matter of this man's killing too much. It's a matter of God's peace! "

"The doctor is kind-hearted, but he also wants to save the person who should be saved. His hands are full of blood. Why do you want to save the executioner?"

Wang Kang's face was slightly heavy and proud, as if he just didn't want to.

Only Chen Jie shook his head, "it's obvious that he is not good at medicine, but he blames others. Cheating the world and stealing fame is not like you. It's ridiculous."

With a sneer in his eyes, he glanced at Wang Kang. Chen Jie turned his eyes and carefully observed General Zhao's body for a while.

"You... You are young and frivolous. Who dares to say that I am not good at medicine?"

Wang Kang's hands trembled and his eyes widened. "Who in Yecheng doesn't know? In the name of Wang Kang, how dare you insult me?"

"Shut up

Chen Jie scolded and immediately hummed: "since you don't admit it, I'll show you how ridiculous your self righteous medical skills are."

"Borrow a silver needle!"

Before Wang Kang's consent, Chen Jie spread out his hands, and an inexplicable force of suction came.

Countless silver needles end-to-end, into a crystal silver thread.

In Chen Jie's hands, it was like a silver curtain falling down, and it seemed that thousands of silk threads had fallen down from the waterfall. All of them were floating in the air, floating on three inches of General Zhao's skin, making a jingling sound.

"Go

Chen Jie's eyes were closed. These silver needles covered Zhao Sheng from head to foot, all of which were tied to acupoints and meridians.

Gradually, the big man's body also changed.

The skin of his body was changing strangely. At one time, it turned black and emitted black pungent things. At another time, it turned waxy yellow and lost its blood color.

On one side, people have already been stunned, what is this to do?

"How could it be?"

Only Wang Kang's lips trembled, his eyes were startled, and he murmured: "this... This is a thousand needle guide!"

"Doctor saint, what is a thousand needles God guide?"

Green Yan big eyes dribble, eyes dignified, curiously asked.

"Thousand needle Shenyin is the highest technique of acupuncture in medicine. It has been lost for thousands of years, and can stimulate all the acupoints of the whole body at the same time."

But then, his face changed. In almost one third of the body of the man, the yellow wax could not be changed and was full of morbid feeling.

"What a saint of medicine, you destroy to this extent, but you put the responsibility on God."

"Are you really not afraid of retribution?"

Chen Jie sneered.

"I have nothing to say but to thank you for your death."

Wang Kang's face was sallow, his knees suddenly forced, and a great shame came out from the bottom of his heart, bumping his head against the head of the bed.

At this moment, both Qingxuan and the young people who don't know the medical way can see that Wang Kang's medical way is not good, not only can't be cured, but also his body function is destroyed!

"Master, no!"

The boy yelled, with tears on his face, trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Wang Kang hit the hard sharp corner of the bed with his head, and the blood on his forehead suddenly gurgled out, dyed his coarse linen clothes red, and he fainted to the ground.

"Don't worry. He can't die. Let him suffer."

Slowly release just released the strength of the palm, Chen Jie slightly moved, did not expect the old man was so stubborn.

Just now, he tried to buffer Wang Kang's strength, but Wang Kang was determined to hit it, so he fainted.

Throwing a Yuhua pill at the young man, Chen Jie said faintly: "take this pill for him. It can prolong his life for ten years. In these ten years, let him go back to qingxuanzong with me and become the worship of our sect. You can't leave without my permission."

Chen Jie doesn't like the so-called medical sage's medical skills, but for ordinary people, he is a miracle doctor. Chen Jie doesn't want Wang Kangzhen to die.

Two days later, Chen Jie finally cured the bald man completely. His condition in the body completely recovered. He was a strong man with four poles and eight weights.

This time, Chen Jie is quite curious about the identity of Qingyan. He can walk out of any one of his clansmen, and they are all in the quadrupole!

The strength of this great man is estimated to be higher than that of the king of the Golden Eagle.

"My friend, I've been in a bit of trouble recently. Would you like to give me a hand?"

Chen Jie said to the man with a faint smile.