"Who is he?"

"Don't show off!"

Your user has been disconnected...

Such a voice suddenly popped into my head...

"Pah, there's no food to eat tonight." Zhang Xiaohan emptied his stomach.

"Now that all the experts have arrived, let's check on Mr. Yang's condition." Huang Sanzhen suggested.

Everyone nodded.

Yang Qingxiu was sitting on the sofa. Huang Sanzhen stepped forward and pinched Yang Qingxiu's wrist with two fingers.

After a long time, he shook his head and sighed.

Yang Duo's expression suddenly changed, and Yang Qingxiu also thought that he was unlucky. He couldn't find the root cause of his disease. He had also called in doctors who were better than Huang Sanzhen, so he was mentally prepared.

Release your fingers.

Huang Sanzhen touched his beard and said in a fairy-like manner: "Mr. Yang, your illness is very strange. Your pulse is like a winter cricket, stinging and sometimes startled, and it looks a bit like hysteria, but Mr. Yang's face can tell

, and it’s ruddy and shiny, it’s really hard to touch.”

After that, he took out three golden needles and pricked Yang Qingxiu's arm three times.

I saw Wu Sanlang sitting leisurely on a wooden chair, drinking tea slowly, but in fact he was staring at Huang Sanzhen's actions with a rather disdainful expression.

The two disciples behind him were also very proud.

Three needles entered the skin and popped out immediately.

Huang Sanzhen suddenly raised his face in surprise, puzzled.

"What a powerful energy..." Huang Sanzhen muttered, and used three more golden needles.

But the result is the same.

There was no other way, so Huang Sanzhen had no choice but to give up, shake his head and sigh, and return to his position.

"Old Man Huang, what's going on?" Wu Sanlang said with a smile.

Huang Sanzhen didn't know anything about him. He knew that his level was not good enough, so he said truthfully: "This is the first time I used Sanzhen, it was really a release of energy. The old man is physically strong, so it is natural for him to jump out of the needle, but logically speaking, he has already lost his energy."

I released it, but the second time I used it, the needle jumped again. I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out.”

"I'm not good at academics, so you guys are laughing at me." Huang Sanzhen cupped his hand.

Zhang Xiaohan nodded.

This Huang Sanzhen had medical ethics. He knew that he could not clearly see Yang Qingxiu's illness, but he admitted it openly without any show.

Let some quack doctors not only say that they cannot detect the disease, but also mention some diseases even if there is no disease, and then treat them casually, and then cure the disease even if there is no disease.

Yang Qingxiu smiled and said: "Mr. Huang, I don't know you yet, but you are already the best acupuncture master in our Nan City. If you are not good at your studies, those younger generations will be killed by a collision. It's all my fault.

It’s so weird, it’s all my fault.”

With Yang Qingxiu's words, Huang Sanzhen's expression softened a lot.

Tan Yelu also rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. After looking around for a while, he also shook his head and said directly: "I can't tell. Not to mention that I have never seen this disease before, and there is no description of any miscellaneous disease in medical books."

Even two masters of traditional Chinese medicine couldn't do anything about Mr. Yang's disease.

Suddenly, Yang Duo was so anxious that tears almost fell out.

Her father died young, and her grandfather was the person she was closest to. If something happened to her grandfather, no one in the world would care for her or laugh with her.

"I see, they are all quacks!"

At this moment, Wu Sanlang made a shocking statement and said in a harsh tone: "I can tell what this disease is when I get in the door. Do you still need this fancy inspection, hearing and questioning?"

Tan Yelu and Huang Sanzhen were silent. It was natural that they could do nothing, so they naturally suffered the loss of being dumb.

The female disciple behind her said: "Our master is a disciple of Maoshan Huangmen, and his skills are different from those of you ordinary barefoot Chinese medicine practitioners."

"Not to mention some difficult and complicated diseases, even mountain ghosts and evil spirits, we can easily catch them."

People who study Chinese medicine believe in some vague and indescribable things, so they are naturally non-committal.

Zhang Xiaohan saw Wu Sanlang getting up, with a great posture.

But everyone knew in his heart that Wu Sanlang was only as good as a three-legged cat.

Although there is immortal power flowing in the body, the skills have not even reached the beginning. At most, I can use the Huangmen Kung Fu to get some immortal power. The immortal power is tangible and intangible, just like a headless fly.

But look at Mr. Yang.

Zhang Xiaohan basically felt the root cause of Mr. Yang's illness from the moment he shook hands.

This is the subtlety of the three truths and the Ming Emperor's legal records.

To borrow, you must first have it before you can borrow it.

Knowing where and how it exists is the basis for the Three True Truths and the Ming Emperor's Dharma Records. When it is completed, not only the root causes of human diseases can be easily perceived, but even the surrounding world can be instantly discerned and analyzed, and it can be used immediately!

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Tan, don't be fooled by this magician. Let him give it a try." Zhang Xiaohan also sat down and sipped tea slowly, raising the corners of his mouth.

These words immediately made Wu Sanlang's face turn green with anger.

"Huangkou kid, do you know how many people in Tiannan Province are begging me for help but have no way to get luck? What a shame!" Wu Sanlang looked at Zhang Xiaohan fiercely.

The female disciple sneered: "What's so proud about a stinky pancake and fruit seller? Do you really think that with Mr. Yang helping you, you treat yourself like a nobody? You don't even look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you have!"

"Junior sister, don't waste your time talking to this stinky street vendor." The male disciple echoed, "A person like him will only be able to pay off the mortgage in his lifetime."

"Please." Zhang Xiaohan drank tea slowly and raised his hand.

Wu Sanlang walked up to Yang Qingxiu, and stretched out a palm to press Yang Qingxiu's shoulder in a very fairy-like manner.

Then Yang Qingxiu's expression changed and he felt a wave of heat gradually spreading.

This miraculous feeling could only be achieved by spending a lot of money in some religious traditions in his early years.

It is said that this is some kind of magical power.

Seeing Yang Qingxiu's expression, Huang Sanzhen and Tan Yelu couldn't help but marvel, this Wu Sanlang actually has such skill!?

The two disciples showed even more pride and frequently looked at Zhang Xiaohan with disdain.

As Wu Sanlang patted Yang Qingxiu's shoulder again.

Yang Qingxiu's expression changed drastically, a dark energy surged onto his face, and he suddenly became ferocious.

Yang Duo was so frightened that her face turned pale and she covered her mouth.

Wu Sanlang smiled lightly. "This is the root of the disease. We have taken care of it."

Then, he made seals with both hands, and struck Yang Qingxiu's chest with a hand that was holding the seal.

puff!

Yang Qingxiu stepped forward and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"It works wonders." Huang Sanzhen couldn't sit still anymore and stood up in surprise.

Even Tan Yelu, who has always been known for his stability, couldn't help but open his mouth.

When has he ever seen such a scene?

Immortal Master, this is the Immortal Master!

"Mr. Yang, I have eliminated the root cause of the disease. You only need to rest for a few days and you will be completely recovered." Wu Sanlang made a gesture to withdraw his strength, strolled back through the courtyard, and looked at Zhang Xiaohan coldly.

"Do you understand? Have you seen it? Do you know what this is?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaohan opened his teeth and smiled.
Chapter completed!