"Later, after I cure this patient, you will think that my traditional Chinese medicine has been disgraced again."

Ye Zunlong had some experience with the behavior of this group of Western medicine experts.

I can’t say it’s shameless, I can only say it’s totally shameless!

However, Old John and the others snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter if I let you treat him first. I want to see how you can cure him without surgery!"

Stephen also said: "If you can cure him without surgery, I will kneel down for you on the spot and kowtow three times!"

After hearing this, Ye Zunlong raised his eyebrows.

He originally planned to teach Smith and Old John a lesson, but he didn't expect that Stephen would also get involved.

I really don’t know who gave Stephen the courage!

But it doesn't matter.

Even if these Western medicine experts are now attacking in groups, he, Ye Zunlong, can't make a mistake!

Ye Zunlong smiled faintly and said: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."

After saying that, the Dragon Song Divine Needle appeared in Ye Zunlong's hand again.

Seeing those cold lights, Smith felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Why is it acupuncture again?"

Hearing the faint sound of dragon roar coming from the Dragon Roar Divine Needle, Smith began to be afraid again.

Old John and Stephen, on the other hand, looked indifferent and didn't care.

Behind Ye Zunlong, the expressions on Yan Donglin and Sun Siyue's faces changed.

Vaguely, there was some expectation.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Ye Zunlong calmed the patient's emotions.

"It might hurt a little later, you have to be patient."

After hearing this, the patient was stunned, forced out a wry smile and said, "Doctor, what pain can be more terrible than what I am experiencing now?"

Since the day he fell ill, he has endured not only physical torture, but also psychological pain.

In order to treat himself, he had already emptied his family's savings.

He was born into poverty and sold the only old house in his family, but still could not raise the money for a kidney transplant, and his wife and children also ran away with others.

His elderly parents were unwilling to give in. They worked two or three jobs every day and paid high medical expenses at an age when they were supposed to be enjoying their old age, just to cure him.

In his thirties, at an age that should have been upright and in the prime of life, he was experiencing the most terrible suffering in the world.

Fortunately, God favored him and allowed him to be selected by this medical conference and have a chance to be reborn.

After hearing what the patient said, Ye Zunlong sighed and remained silent.

Then, Ye Zunlong's hands trembled, and the Dragon Song needle flew out and instantly penetrated into the patient's waist acupuncture point!

The excruciating pain made the patient almost faint.

Ye Zunlong's hand shape changed, and several magic needles flew out.

Immediately, he used Tiangang's Thirty-Six Needles to Replenish Yuan again!

Even after watching it twice, Ding Yi and others couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

"As expected of the acupuncture technique created by the ancients of our Xia Kingdom, it is simply amazing!"

Yan Donglin couldn't help but said.

Soon, the movements in Ye Zunlong's hands stopped.

Then, amid the shocked looks of all the Chinese medicine experts, Ye Zunlong's method of performing acupuncture suddenly changed!

"This is not Tiangang Bu Yuan Acupuncture, what is it?"

Ding Yi was the first to react, and a storm suddenly arose in his heart.

At this moment, the acupuncture technique Ye Zunlong was performing was completely beyond Ding Yi's cognitive scope.
Chapter completed!