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Chapter 15 Taiyi Needle

She remembered that when she was a child, Han Yang hated learning medical skills the most. Until she left the sect, Han Yang didn't understand medical skills. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for six or seven years, this guy actually understood medical skills?

When Han Yang heard her inquiry, he smiled, "Anyway, I can do it!"

When Xu Lingshan heard him say this, she looked at him with a look of surprise, unable to believe that she knew how difficult the Taiyi magic needle was. She had started learning since she was a child, but she had only mastered the first thirty needles. Although she understood the principles of the needle method, she could not use it anyway, because this set of needle method requires qi to be activated, and her kung fu was the limit.

My junior brother can actually use the 60th needle to rejuvenate his life. Is his skills so terrible to grow over the years? This is too perverted!

Han Yang looked at her and knew the shock in her heart. He smiled and said, "Senior Sister, don't be surprised, I'm different from you!"

Xu Lingshan was stunned. Indeed, Han Yang was different from other brothers since childhood. He didn't have a day soaking in a medicine jar. This is why Han Yang hated learning medical skills so much. The masters said that he was afraid he would not live to be thirteen years old. In a blink of an eye, he was over 20 years old.

I'm afraid that many things have happened to him over the years that he doesn't know!

Next to him, the Song family was stunned when they listened to the conversation between Han Yang and Xu Lingshan, especially Song Zihao. He looked at Han Yang, his eyes shining, and suddenly asked: "Han Yang, do you really understand the acupuncture method Lingshan said?"

Han Yang looked at him and nodded.

A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Song Zihao's face, "That's great, Han Yang, please, you can save the old man!"

Han Yang snorted, glanced at Song Ziyun and Zhao Yuna, who were beside him, and said, "Mr. Song, when I was about to take action just now, they said that they thought my hands were dirty and suspected that I was going to steal things. Although I, Han Yang, are not the kind of person who will never save me, I am a disciple of the Medical Saint. They insulted me so much. If I take action again, wouldn't I slap myself in the face?"

After saying that, he glanced at Xu Lingshan next to him and said, "Senior Sister, let's go!"

Xu Lingshan said oh, and when she saw Han Yang leaving, she quickly followed.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Chuchu suddenly rushed to Han Yang, reached out to stop Han Yang, and said, "You...you can't leave!"

Han Yang looked at the delicate little beauty in front of him and couldn't help but frown, "Song Chuchu, what do you mean?"

Song Chuchu glared at him with anger and asked, "Han Yang, how can you not save me when you die?"

Han Yang looked at her and couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "Miss Song, you have to figure it out that it is not that I will not save you when I die, but that your family members will not let me save you. Moreover, I have nothing to do with your Song family. What obligations and responsibilities do I have to save people?"

Song Chuchu stared at him, feeling speechless for a moment. After thinking about it, she had to say, "You...you are a doctor, and it is your duty to treat diseases and save people!"

Han Yang smiled, "Miss Song, you are too naive!"

As he said that, he was about to leave.

But at this moment, Xu Lingshan suddenly came up and whispered to him: "Han Yang, if you can save me, just save me! Although these juniors of the Song family are too disdainful, the old man treats me well in the past. Is it OK to give my senior sister a face?"

Han Yang looked at Xu Lingshan, turned around and saw that the Song family looked at him. After thinking about it, he said, "For my senior sister's sake, I won't be skeptical about you for the time being!"

As he said that, he walked back to the head of the bed and put down his cowhide bag.

Seeing this, Song Zihao and Song Chuchu showed a hint of joy on their faces. Song Chuchu even ran over and took Xu Lingshan's hand and kept thanking her.

But at this moment, Zhao Yuna, who had been disdainful on the corner of her mouth, suddenly mocked again, "I hope this kid didn't brag. If something happened to the old man, I will definitely not spare you!"

Han Yang, who was taking out the silver needle, suddenly looked dark and turned around to glar at Zhao Yuna.

This time, before Han Yang could speak, Song Zihao looked at Song Ziyun and his wife and said angrily: "You all go out, don't disturb Han Yang here!"

Song Ziyun's face suddenly changed, "Brother..."

"Go out!" Song Zihao said in a deep voice.

When Song Ziyun saw that his elder brother was angry, he was a little silent, so he pulled his wife out.

Zhao Yuna looked so angry that she looked like she was so disappointed, and looked at him with contempt, "Song Ziyun, are you still a man? Are you so afraid of your elder brother?"

Song Ziyun ignored her expression and forced her to pull her out.

Inside the house, Han Yang saw the annoying couple going out, turned his head, took out the silver needle, and ordered someone to take off the old man's shirt and let him sit up, and then he started to use the needle.

The people next to her were all looking closely, especially Xu Lingshan. After seeing Han Yang's fluttering needle technique, she looked shocked.

Soon, the old man's back and chest were filled with silver needles. A trace of heat began to emerge on his body. The old man's skin turned red. The old man seemed to feel pain. His body couldn't help but sit up straight and moaned in pain.

Song Zihao and Song Chuchu looked heartbroken. Xu Lingshan looked at them and saw their expressions, and explained: "Don't worry, my junior brother just used the Taiyi Divine Needle, the fifth, the ninth, the sixty-sixth, the twenty-seventh, the thirty-seventh, the thirty-seventh, the thirty-seventh, the thirty-seventh, the thirty-eighth, the fifty-two, the fifty-nineth needle. Now he is using the last thrust, the sixtyth needle, the wonderful hand to rejuvenate his life!"

After Xu Lingshan's explanation, Song Zihao and Song Chuchu felt a little relieved.

Han Yang looked focused, picked up the last silver needle, flicked it with his finger, and a buzzing sound, the entire silver needle suddenly turned golden. Seeing this change, Xu Lingshan was shocked and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Song Zihao and Song Chuchu were also surprised.

Han Yang kept moving and inserted the golden silver needle in his hand into the back of the old man's neck with lightning speed.

Just as the silver needle was inserted, a sudden change occurred. The old man, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly screamed in pain, and then opened his eyes. Then, a red tide appeared on his face. With a few wow sounds, the old man spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, which scared the people next to him.

The two of them were relieved. Long Bo, who was standing beside him, quickly took toilet paper to clean up the blood stasis.
Chapter completed!
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