C39 Liu Qinghee

"I was once fortunate enough to read an introduction to the Thirteen Needles of the Gates of Hell in an ancient needle technique book.

"Use an inch and six parts sharp needle, three lifts, and three ventures.

"Then, use the Ghost Palace Technique to collect the needle.

"It can nourish the body, expel the miasma and dampness in the body."

This old man clearly had a deep understanding of the Thirteen Needles of the Gates of hell.

He immediately analyzed Liu Qinghee's argument logically.

Hearing his old friend say this...

Li Guozheng also believed most of it.

After all, he knew that his old friend, Liu Qinghee, was his old friend.

However, the First People's Hospital was truly a pillar of the country.

In the past, he was a true master of the medical field.

However, in recent years, because he was getting old, he gradually retired from his high position.

In the end, he was invited by him again and again.

Only then did he agree to come to the First People's Hospital.

He came here to be a nominal president of the hospital.

"However, it is said that the conditions to perform the Thirteen Needles of the Gates of the Hell are extremely harsh.

"One must use one's own internal energy to perform the Fate Needle.

"Now, it seems that that young man is not only an expert in internal energy, but also an expert in internal energy.

Zhang Xiaofann not only mastered the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, but he was also very likely to be an inner force expert.

Even Liu Qinghee, who was experienced and knowledgeable, was deeply shocked by this speculation in his heart.

Although Liu Qinghee and Li Guozheng did not walk into the ward.

Furthermore, they tried their best to lower their voices when they talked to each other.

However, Zhang Xiaofann still noticed their arrival at the first possible moment.

However, he needed to perform acupuncture for Zhao's Father.

He didn't care about them at all.

Besides, the hospital was a public place.

He, Zhang Xiaofann, couldn't possibly chase everyone away because he was performing acupuncture, right?

That was not realistic.

In any case, since the two old men wanted to see it, then they should just watch.

"…"

"Alright, Liying, help uncle put on his clothes."

"Also, cover the blanket."

"The patient has just finished acupuncture, so it's easy for him to catch a cold."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofann kept the silver needles into the needle box with a calm tone.

It was as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

It was completely unlike the seriousness and worry that he would show when he was faced with a difficult-to-treat disease like diabetes.

What was even more amazing was that.

After Zhang Xiaofann finished acupuncture, Zhao's Father's originally withered and yellow face also became much better.

However, because Zhao's Father had been bedridden for a long time, his pallor had visibly improved.

In fact, even his bloated stomach had visibly reduced in size.

However, due to the fact that Zhao's Father had been bedridden all year round, his pallor had visibly improved.

His body was still very weak.

However, things like the vitality of the body were not something that Zhang Xiaofann could easily solve with the Acupuncture Arts.

After all, what Zhang Xiaofann mastered was.

It was the three most mysterious and extraordinary Acupuncture Arts in the world of Chinese TCM, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

However, even the Thirteen Needles of Hell was unable to create something out of nothing.

After that, he still needed Zhao's Father's nourishment in the future.

He also needed to slowly recover from his illness.

"Uncle, how do you feel now?"

After Zhang Xiaofann finished doing all this, he went forward and asked.