At this time, Chen He stood up and politely bowed to Wen Shiwei.

"Old Wen, my name is Chen He. I just heard you talk about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. I felt it was very magical. I wonder if Mr Wen can demonstrate it in public, which will also open our eyes."

Wen Shiwei snorted coldly, "So you are the young man recommended by Director Liu. It's not bad. Young people are so terrifying. Even Director Liu personally recommends you. It seems that you are not an ordinary person."

"Where, I dare not compete with Mr. Wen. I am far from my medical skills or life experience."

Chen He's modesty became a confession when Wen Shiwei's eyes fell. He looked at Chen He up and down, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

So what if you have money, our family is not bad either. The most important thing is that your industries are not related to traditional Chinese medicine and you can’t help you.

I have decided to take the position of president. Boy, if you know more, just dodge aside. If you dare to rob me, don't blame me for being polite.

"Since I am a junior and want to have a better understanding, as an elder, I can't refuse, so I'll show my skills."

Applause sounded at the scene, and seeing such a magical acupuncture was worth the trip.

Chen He laughed in his heart. He thought that Wen Shiwei had just learned the basics, because if the real thirteen needles of the ghost gate were used in full, he had to use true qi and qi to control the needles to be effective.

Wen Shiwei is just a bad old man, and he doesn’t know what true energy is.

A human acupoint model was placed on the spot. Wen Shiwei stood in front of the model with his hands behind him, looking like a masterful manner.

"Everyone knows that acupuncture is the essence of our traditional Chinese medicine. Different acupuncture methods are applied to different diseases. The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are different from ordinary Needles. Each Needle has a magical effect. Please look at this acupoint. This acupoint is responsible for human cardiovascular diseases. If it is an ordinary formation, it may take at least ten needles to be effective. However, Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate only needs to penetrate the Laogong point and supplemented with special techniques to achieve the effects that other acupuncture cannot achieve."

Chen He held back his smile, for fear that he would laugh.

This old guy is so good at pulling it. The Laogong point is not a treatment for cardiovascular diseases, but rather a treatment for symptoms such as chest tightness, shortness of breath, and poor breathing.

This is even more practical. He doesn't understand the thirteen needles of the ghost gate at all.

Just as Wen Shiwei was spitting and bragging, Chen He interrupted him.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are indeed extraordinary. In this way, it is not expensive to charge ten thousand per syringe."

As soon as Chen He finished speaking, he was in an uproar.

"What? Ten thousand per shot, my god, is this robbery of money?"

"Old Wen is not so excessive, right? Isn't it necessary to collect more than 100,000 yuan if I treat a disease casually?"

"Fortunately, there are only thirteen needles. If it is 130 needles in the Ghost Gate, who can afford it?"

Wen Shiwei had an awkward expression, and Vice President Li, who was just now, stood up and glared at Chen He.

"Young man, what do you mean? Are you deliberately inciting everyone? I warn you, don't speak incitement, what's wrong with 10,000 yuan? Is a life worth 10,000 yuan? Such a magical acupuncture method, if you don't sell it at a good price, how can we Chinese medicine talk about development?"

Chen He had no hope of this incident defeating Wen Shiwei, so he smiled, "What Vice President Li said makes sense. We Chinese medicine doctors should have their own value. If we don't have money, we can go to Western medicine, right?"

Vice President Li was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Don't misinterpret my meaning, I didn't say that."

"Vice President Li, don't be angry. We all understand what you mean. Mr. Wen, I have another question. Since the thirteen acupuncture of the Ghost Gate is so magical, will you come out to discuss it with you? If one more person learns, our Chinese medicine will have one more capable person and one more life. Isn't this more meaningful?"

How could Wen Shiwei take it out and share it with everyone? He also hopes to use this set of needles to make more money.

"This question is a good question. Actually, I really plan to take out this set of acupuncture methods so that more people can learn and benefit the people. But I found that if I want to teach a person completely, I can't do it in a few years. I am so old and have limited energy, and it is impossible to teach too many people at once. With this time, it's more affordable to save a few more people. But don't worry, I will think more. If one day I really understand all the key points clearly, I will naturally make it public to the world."

After all, it was an old fox, and he said nothing. Although Chen He knew that what he was talking about was nothing, he could not refute it.

"I wonder how long it will take for Mr. Wen to figure it out clearly, 10 years or 20 years?"

"In my opinion, since I can't figure it out clearly now, why not just take it out and let everyone discuss it together. Maybe the result will be soon?"

Wen Shiwei's face turned cold and he gritted his teeth secretly. This kid repeatedly asked himself to hand over the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, and his intentions were so vicious.

Now he collects 10,000 per shot. If one more person learns, he can only collect 5,000 per shot. For every extra person, he will have thirteen needles of the ghost gate, and his interests will be greatly damaged.

"I said that this set of acupuncture is not as simple as you think. Even if you are a master of acupuncture, you have to start from scratch."

Chen He snorted, "If you don't want to teach, don't teach, why bother to say these high-sounding words."

Wen Shiwei finally couldn't help it, "Chen He, don't go too far, you kid."

Chen He stared at his eyes, "Who is too much? You are just picking up people's teeth and wisdom. You didn't find these thirteen needles from ancient books at all, but from a collection of acupuncture, right?"

Wen Shiwei looked shocked. He wanted to say how did you know? Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped the car in time.

"Nothing nonsense, there is no complete collection of acupuncture."

Chen He took out the binding book from his backpack, and four large characters were written in seal script, which was the complete collection of acupuncture.

"It's this book, there is a picture on it that mentioned the thirteen stitches of the Ghost Gate. You learned the essence from it. What's ridiculous is that you actually dare to collect 10,000 stitches. Who gave you so much courage?"

Everyone at the scene was shocked, and even Liu Zhen on the stage stared at Chen He with wide eyes.

How did he know that Wen Shiwei's ghost Thirteen Needles were plagiarized from this book?

"You're talking nonsense, I haven't. Maybe the author of this book plagiarized me, and I haven't held him responsible yet."

Chen He really didn't expect that Wen Shiwei would be so shameless.

He already has money that ordinary people can't make in their lifetimes, and has a reputation, but he is still not satisfied. He tries to be a monkey and enter the house.

"Do you know why I'm so sure? Because I wrote this book."

More than 500 people at the scene were all crazy, and the discussion was about to lift the roof.

"What a joke, he published a book at such a young age?"

"And he also wrote a complete collection of acupuncture with shameless words. How many acupuncture methods can he know?"

"Now these young people are becoming less and less reliable. I just open my mouth and come. I am willing to believe in Wen Shiwei. After all, the Wen family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine for a century and has a heritage."

"Don't argue, listen, this kid doesn't have the courage to do it in front of so many people."

I don’t know who shouted, “Since both of you say you can do thirteen needles in the ghost gate, then there will be a fair competition. Isn’t it clear at a glance who is original and who is plagiarism?”

"Yes, this method is good. Just a fair competition in front of so many people will be clear."

Chen He looked up at Wen Shiwei, "Old Wen, what about your opinion?"

"Just compete, are I still afraid of you?"
Chapter completed!