Supreme Daddy

"It seems to be Taixu...Thirteen...needle, it must be right!"

Song Yili couldn't believe it. The acupuncture technique used by the little guy now was the thirteen Taixu needles, and every needle could save lives.

The ghost doctor Fang Lao has become numb. She deserves to be the daughter of a miracle doctor. This is the real miracle doctor. They really don't deserve it.

Ling Yun is right!

Except for her daughter, all other medical students are rubbish!

Right now!

The old man who had suffered a stroke actually moved his hand. Even just a little bit, it caused a big sensation.

Everyone was stunned. Several doctors looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

What does this mean? A person with a stroke can move after being stabbed randomly by her a few times.

This can't be shilling! Several doctors were thinking at the same time.

"This can't be a comeback, right?" Xiao Wu didn't believe it.

"The blinding method is to return to the light!" Wang Shaojun said.

In their eyes, this is the reflection of Western medicine scholars.

Zhao Lao, the successor of the imperial doctor, said: "Xiao Wu, you are still too young. I will no longer be your master from now on."

When things got to this point, Mr. Zhao, the successor of the imperial doctor, could only give up his apprenticeship because he wanted to learn those acupuncture techniques.

So he could only use this method to win Ling Yun's favor.

And Xiao Wu didn't care about anything, he just wasn't willing to do it. Even his master looked down on him.

"You know nothing, just shut up." Mr. Li, the miracle doctor of Xinglin, glared at them, and they immediately shut up. It can be said that this old man is the biggest here.

"Divine Doctor Ling, I just want to ask if this is..."

He wanted to tell Ling Yun whether these acupuncture techniques were the ones they knew and were lost! !

"Haha, you old men have average medical skills, but you have good eyesight." Ling Yun replied with a smile.

"This is impossible, she is so young, is she a martial arts master?"

The four people blurted out, somewhat unable to believe this fact.

Song Yili asked: "Mr. Ling, Qianqian uses acupuncture, doesn't she need to take pills? Depending on the situation, the old man is just taking it easy."

"Of course, acupuncture is the foundation of Chinese medicine. The art of acupuncture is profound, profound and mysterious. As long as you understand the true art of acupuncture, you can save even a recently deceased person, let alone such a small problem."

Ling Yun looked at Song Yili and replied calmly, and his words shocked everyone present.

Stroke or minor problem?

As the little guy started to pull out the needle again, everyone watched in horror.

"Haha...he's not okay."

"You lost."

"Let's see if you are still crazy."

Xiao Wu laughed loudly, looking like a winner.

The corner of Song Yili's mouth twitched. The old man who had suffered a stroke showed no other signs except moving his fingers and did not even open his eyes.

Beibei couldn't help but said: "What do you know? The children can't stand it anymore because they keep chattering."

Then...

In full view of everyone, the child ran up and slapped the old man who had suffered a stroke!

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It was too late for everyone to stop him, they all wanted to punch Beibei's look on his face.

"Oh my god, I sleep so soundly. Who disturbed my sleep?"

The old man who had suffered a stroke still had a needle stuck in his head, and he was jumping around like this.

Awkward!

Only then did he remember that he had been treated before, and then he cried with joy. He finally stood up, and an old man cried in front of everyone.

And the most shocking thing is this group of people who witnessed the miracle!

Depend on!

Holy shit!

Is this really not an actor?

Even if the hard facts are in front of them, they still can't believe it and are calm enough.

Ghost doctor Fang Lao's face was also full of excitement and excitement, his eyes fixed on Ling Yun.

Song Yili's beautiful eyes couldn't help but stare at Ling Yun, shining with a strange light.

And the only person applauding at the scene was the acrylic professor!

Sure enough, just as he thought, he witnessed a miracle, and the little guy did not disappoint him.

"This...impossible...impossible, you are cheating!"

Not only Xiao Wu didn't believe it, but even those Western medicine scholars also didn't believe it.

"Miracle doctor...little miraculous doctor...thank you for saving my life."

The old man who had suffered a stroke looked at the little guy and said what he said from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah ha, you're welcome. I just stabbed you in the head casually. I didn't expect you to wake up."

The little guy scratched his head and said, with a milky voice and cute expression, which made some girls snicker.

Everyone was shocked!

The corners of the mouths of the four miracle doctors twitched fiercely. People are more infuriating than people.

A professor of Western medicine stood up and said, "Sir, don't mind if we check your body, otherwise we will still have doubts in our hearts and it will be difficult to convince the public."

"Hmph...I suffered from a stroke three years ago and have only been cured now. The hospital has medical records, and my relatives and friends can all testify. You cannot afford to lose, so you want to question my benefactor."

The stroke old man snorted coldly, and his body gave off the aura of a superior. He was angry that these people still looked down on Chinese medicine and did not believe in a child.

"No, no, no, if we don't check, no one will believe it. This thing is too ridiculous." The professor of Western medicine continued.

Xiao Wu had an idea and shouted: "Believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway, there must be something fishy!"

The four miracle doctors smiled and said nothing. Only they knew that the old man was cured by the little guy. There was no doubt at all.

"Do not believe!"

"Do not believe!"

"I don't believe it either!"

Everyone shouted in unison, just like shouting slogans. If there is no result, they will not believe it.

Mr. Li, the miracle doctor of Xinglin, gave a look and asked another professor of Western medicine to take out the key, open the safe, and take out the medical records of the old man who had suffered a stroke!

The medical records came out, shocking everyone, and Xiao Wu was speechless.

Some people think that elderly people who have suffered strokes have some research value, so they require further physical examinations to prevent any sequelae.

I said it was for the sake of health, but in fact I just wanted to know if the old man who had a stroke was cured by the little guy, and whether the medicine he had taken before had an effect.

"Thank you, little miracle doctor." The old man's family members were the most excited, looking at Ling Yun and the little guy with grateful expressions on their faces.

The old man who suffered a stroke did not agree with this and felt insulted.

"I tied it."

Facing the doubts of this group of people, the little guy became a little angry, muttered, and frowned slightly.

Ling Yun frowned and said: "Real gold is not afraid of fire, let them check it. People who can't afford to lose are not worthy of being doctors at all."

Xiao Wu sneered and said: "Hmph... I think you are afraid that something will be found during the examination. You must have something in your mind."

"True gold is not afraid of fire, eh... I've learned." The little guy said with a sweet voice.

Beibei also followed the little guy and shouted this slogan together, true gold is not afraid of fire.