Chapter 9722: 513

This patient is suffering from myocardial infarction. According to Wang Xuean's level, the unique skill of "three flowers gather at the top" must be aimed at eliminating the disease.

However, after more than ten minutes of needling, the patient's condition was not relieved. Instead, he felt more and more serious. He kept twitching and foaming at the mouth.

"Well, what's going on?" Wangxuean was shocked and slightly flustered.

"Doctor Wang, what happened to him? How could this happen?" The patient's family asked anxiously.

"Without him, the needle is just wrong," said Ye haoxuan lightly.

"What did you say? You said the needle was wrong?" Wang Xuean is furious. He is a famous needle king in the capital. His family's three flower needling technique is a unique skill. In order to save the patient, he used all the three flower juding skills that he usually didn't use. Yehaoxuan said that the needle was wrong?

"It's really something wrong. Otherwise, why hasn't the patient improved so far?" Yehaoxuan asked back.

"Well... People have different constitutions. Just wait. Just wait." Wangxuean was stunned and hurriedly prevaricated.

"Wait? If what I expected is right, the patient's pulse is weakening now. After a while, his blood gas will reverse. At that time, he will be really hopeless." Yehaoxuan shook his head in silence.

"Nonsense, this is the three flower needling technique handed down by my family. I just used the three flower juding technique, which is a unique skill among the unique skills. It is impossible to cure this small myocardial infarction." Wang Xuean was furious.

"Your family's three flower needling technique is good, but there is a taboo about the unique skill of three flower gathering. You won't forget it." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"Taboo?"

Wangxuean's face changed instantly. He only heard yehaoxuan continue: "your needling technique has three flowers and one roof. There is a defect. If the patient was born in the year of Mu Mingyang, the needle is forbidden. Unfortunately, the patient was born in the year of Mu Mingyang."

"You, you nonsense, how do you know he was born in Mu Mingyang's year? And how do you know the defects in our family stitching?" Wang Xuean shouted.

"I not only know the defects in your needlework, but also know the reasons for such defects, which are caused by the loss of one copy of your needlework." Yehaoxuan smiled faintly. He walked slowly to the patient.

Now the patient's family members have turned pale. The patient's family members yelled with a pale face: "Dr. ye, you're right. He was born in the year of Mu Mingyang. At that time, I asked the fortune teller to calculate, so I remember clearly. You think of a way. I believe in your medical skills and save my family members quickly."

Yehaoxuan motioned him not to panic. He took out the gold needle from the medical practice box and held one needle in each hand. "I can see clearly that this is the lost form of your Wang family's three flower needles. One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi..."

As he spoke, he stabbed his hands down quickly, pulling and twisting two needles, and then stabbing the patient with five needles.

Yehaoxuan finished the injection for the patient. He saw that the patient's convulsive body slowly calmed down, and his pale face gradually became red. After a while, he gave a sound and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you all right, brother?" The patient's family members hurriedly asked.

"It's all right. I'm all right. Thank you, Dr. Ye. In fact, I was awake just now. I feel much better with your needles." The patient feebly thanked ye haoxuan.

"You're welcome. You've had myocardial infarction for years. Have you been using quick acting heart saving pills these years?" Yehaoxuan said.

"Yes, I always use this." The patient nodded.

"Don't use that medicine in the future. It can only alleviate the disease, but can't cure it. Moreover, your body has developed resistance to the drug, and the effect will become worse and worse. I'll give you a prescription. After you go back, take it for three months to ensure that you get rid of the disease, and then throw away the medicine can." Yehaoxuan wrote down a prescription and handed it over.

"Thank you. Thank you, Dr. Ye." The patient thanked again and again, and then took the prescription to fill the medicine.

"You, how do you know our family's three flower needlework?" Wang Xuean has not recovered from the shock.

The three flower needlework of his Wang family is a unique skill that is never passed on to the outside world. Unless it is a legitimate boy, they will never pass on this needlework. Also, because they only pass on the legitimate and only men, this needlework has been lost in a turmoil, which is the defect mentioned by yehaoxuan just now.

"My medical skills were handed down to me by my grandfather. My grandfather's ancestors were old friends with your king's ancestors. The three flower needling technique handed down by your family was actually handed down by my grandfather to your ancestors. In those turbulent years, your king's family experienced several ups and downs, and the needling technique handed down was incomplete, but my grandfather's medical skills were handed down completely." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

Yehaoxuan's words sounded like thunder in Wang Xuean's ears. He said in a trembling voice: "it's impossible. My ancestors have an old friend who is also a miracle doctor, but the miracle doctor's surname is Liu. What's your grandfather's surname?"

"My grandfather's surname is Liu. My medical skills are from my grandfather." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"So it is. I see." Wang Xuean looked shocked. He murmured and repeated these words. Suddenly, he bowed with his hands and bowed deeply to yehaoxuan. "Senior."

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The onlookers were all shocked. Wang Xuean's reputation as a needle king was well known in the capital. Although he did not work as an imperial doctor in the headquarters of the Beijing Military Region, he often went to places like Zhongnanhai because his needle skills and medical skills were really extraordinary.

But now he even bowed to a young man and was willing to call him an elder, which shocked people. Did yehaoxuan's medical skills really reach the realm of life and death? Why else could Wang Xuean call him elder ye haoxuan?

"I'm not worthy of the word" senior ". According to my age and qualifications, I'm a junior. In the future, I'll ask Mr. Wang for more advice on medical skills." Yehaoxuan returned a salute.

"I don't deserve it. Strictly speaking, the medical skills handed down by my family come from your ancestors. I call you" elder "and it's natural. Reason should not be abandoned." Wang Xuean shook his head.

"You are older than me and have more experience in medicine. Since etiquette cannot be abolished, I will make friends with you on the basis of peers. I will call you elder martial brother. That's it." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"Well, after several of us dared to challenge an expert today, we were really ashamed to be a senior brother. Younger martial brother ye, your hanging pot residence will be the fourth largest clinic in the capital. I will go back first. You and my senior brother will talk another day."

Wangxuean said with a bow of his hand, and then he took all the disciples of their rejuvenation hall to leave, leaving only two people at the scene, Liu Qingfu and Sha Liangcai.

Their faces were a little ugly. They didn't expect this to happen. Wang Xuean's famous needlework came from ye haoxuan's ancestors. Several people agreed to put pressure on ye haoxuan. They didn't expect such a result.

Now there have been two matches. Liu Fuqing has lost the game. Wang Xuean has also lost for a while and won two of the three sets. In fact, he and Sha Liangcai have the same game.

On the one hand, it was a foregone conclusion. On the other hand, Sha Liangcai saw some clues. If he compared with ye haoxuan, he might not have a chance to win, because this ugly young man was really good at medicine. If he insisted on comparing, he would be crushed by Ye haoxuan.

Sha Liangcai is a cunning man. He will never do anything he is not sure of.

"I admire Dr. Ye's medical skills. It's ok if we don't compete with each other. As brother Wang said, in the future, xuanhu residence will be the fourth largest clinic in the capital. Goodbye."

Shaliangcai bowed his hands and left with his disciples.

"Lao Sha, you..."

Liu Qing's face was livid. He never thought that shaliangcai would quit at this time.

In fact, Sha Liangcai is very smart. He has seen that ye haoxuan's medical skills are not ordinary. Even if he compares his medical skills with ye haoxuan, his chances of winning are less than 50%. Will he risk his name for decades? Is he a fool?

Besides, he has heard about yehaoxuan. The news a few days ago was almost a frenzy of reports. Who believes that there is no pusher behind this? What's more, yehaoxuan has just cured the old man of the Chen family. It seems that the elixir in his hand is not groundless.

Therefore, ye haoxuan's backstage is hard. He won't offend people to death like Liu Qingtong.

As soon as shaliangcai left, liuqianfeng also felt that it was meaningless to persist. He had to beat the table with hate and was about to leave with his people.

"Mr. Liu, when will you cash the bet between you and me?" Yehaoxuan said lightly.

Liu Qingfu thought a little. The plaque in his herbal hall was given to their ancestors by Emperor Qianlong in those years. It is not only the sign of his family, but also their heirloom.

The value of that plaque alone can not be reduced without fivemillion yuan. Apart from other things, the words written by Qianlong are of great value.

He never expected such a thing to happen when he came to challenge. But now the herbal hall has lost. If he doesn't hand over the signboard, he will break his promise. How can he get a foothold in the capital in the future?

But this is the sign of the Liu family. Without the sign of herbal hall, is his herbal hall still a herbal hall?

For a while, Liuqing fell into a dilemma.

"Ye, what did you say? Which eye of yours saw us lose?" Liu Yihe said angrily.

Liu Qianfeng frowned. It was obvious that he would win or lose. The onlookers were not fools. In the first game, yehaoxuan could cure people's diseases without taking medicine or injections. This was not just a matter of winning or losing, but yehaoxuan's medical skills were much better than him.

This is not a time of default. The patients are watching.

Sure enough, as soon as Liu Yihe said this, the onlookers immediately quit.

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