The female president's fierce medical son-in-law

Upon hearing this, Wei Honglin quickly took out a small book with a green cover from her bag:
"Lin Tongzheng'er Bajing is a Chinese medicine practitioner. This is his qualification certificate as a Chinese medicine practitioner."

Open the small book, on it is Lin Tong's information and the red stamp of the health department.

Gu Xin leaned over to take a look, was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly called out:
"Okay, Lin Tong, it's all fake, the fake certificate bought on the flyover, right?"

She sneered and shouted:

"Grandpa, he said he was an unscrupulous liar!"

"Jiang Miracle Doctor, I don't know where you invited the quack doctor, and I don't know why you believe him."

Hua Siming couldn't hold back anymore, stepped up and interjected:

"I just want to tell you that Wang Xiaoling's leg can't be cured by anyone except Daai Medical Center."

Jiang Zhilin frowned slightly, and said calmly, "Why?"

"Because I inherited my grandfather's Jiuyin Resurrection Needle."

Hua Siming looked proud, raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"After three injections, vitality will appear immediately."

Jiang Zhilin lost his voice and asked in surprise:
"What? Do you know the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle?"

Seeing Jiang Zhilin so surprised, Hua Siming was even more proud:

"My grandfather got advice from an expert, and learned the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle last month. This is the acupuncture method for bringing the dead back to life, and Zhong Hai can understand it."

He looked at Wang Xiaoling's legs with contempt, and smiled arrogantly:
"To cure a muscle atrophy, it's not as easy as grabbing it with your hands, getting rid of the disease with the needle, pulling out the silver needle, and she can stand up."

Gu Xin quickly echoed:

"Grandpa, let Dr. Sun treat my cousin. He is a son of a famous doctor and knows us well. He won't mess around."

Nine Yin Resurrection?

Lin Tong almost burst out laughing, didn't his grandfather Hua Shengde ask me to teach him?
Jiang Zhilin frowned in thought, not knowing what to do.But he thought for a while, sighed, and made a decision:

"If you really know the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle, Wang Xiaoling's leg does have a chance to be cured."

He looked sideways at Lin Tong, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although he had full confidence in Lin Tong, after all, Hua Siming would have a higher chance of curing Wang Xiaoling with the long-lost Nine Yin Resurrection Needle.

Lin Tong knew what he was thinking, smiled slightly, waved his hands generously and said:
"It doesn't matter, Dr. Sun can cure it, let him treat it, as long as Wang Xiaoling can stand up early."

Apart from Jiang Zhilin's apology, there was also a look of approval on his face, no surprises, Lin Tong is indeed a character.

Wang Xiaoling's beautiful eyes were also a little more interested, and she felt that Lin Tong was different from ordinary doctors, and he was quite a gentleman.

"Well, yes, Ruanfan Wang will find himself a step down."

Gu Xin still dismissed Lin Tong, and hummed softly:
"If you don't understand, you don't understand, and you still pretend to be demeanor, hum."

While talking, Gu Xin gave Hua Siming his eyes.

Hua Siming understood, and immediately cleared his throat and said:
"Master Jiang, no, Grandpa Jiang, my brother will settle the score. I heard that Wang Xiaoling's leg has been cured. You will use this clinic to send him off, right?"

Jiang Zhilin glanced at Gu Xin, his face was calm, and he said calmly:
"That's right, as long as you cure Xiaoling's leg, this clinic will be given to you."

Gu Xin instantly refreshed:

"Doctor Sun, don't worry, my grandfather promises a thousand dollars, if you are not at ease, I can guarantee it."

"Snapped--"

Wang Xiaoling didn't talk nonsense, took out a stack of materials from the wheelchair, and threw it in front of Hua Siming and the others:

"Look, my grandfather has even prepared the contract."

Gu Xin took a look at the contract, his eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded desperately:
"Well, I thought it was very thoughtful, and I wrote it all. This contract is valid, and the only thing that needs to be signed by both parties."

"Okay, then stop talking nonsense, I'll give Wang Xiaoling an injection."

Hua Siming laughed loudly, and asked someone to open the medical box, take out the silver needle, and immediately sterilize it with alcohol:
"I'll give her a Liuheshen needle first, so that her energy and blood will be sufficient."

Lin Tong glanced at Wei Honglin and looked at him calmly.

Hua Siming picked up the silver needle, pressed down on Wang Xiaoling's acupuncture point and pierced it.

Lin Tong sighed softly: "It's heavy!"

Hua Siming frowned, and glanced at Lin Tong dissatisfied, but said nothing.He picked up the second silver needle and landed on Wang Xiaoling's second acupuncture point.

Lin Tong shook his head and smiled wryly: "This one is lighter again."

When rescuing Wei Honglin, Lin Tong had seen Hua Shengde use this acupuncture method, so he naturally knew about it.

Enduring the unhappiness in his heart, Hua Siming found the acupuncture point on Wang Xiaoling's leg and gave the third needle.

Lin Tong couldn't stand it anymore, and raised his voice: "It's sideways..."

"Can you stop talking?"

Hua Siming couldn't hold back his anger:

"Sometimes it's light, and sometimes it's heavy. It's like you know how to do this stitch?"

Gu Xin hurriedly scolded:

"Lin Tong, what the hell are you trying to do? Ah? Pretend to understand what you don't know here, disturb Dr. Sun's acupuncture, get out!"

"I don't want to talk too much, but his technique is really wrong, and there will be problems."

Lin Tong looked helpless:
"It was really hard to shut me up with all the basic stitches wrong.

"Okay, but don't worry, I won't say anything from now on."

Sure enough, Lin Tong didn't make another sound, Hua Siming held back his temper and finished all six needles.

Wang Xiaoling's face was indeed ruddy, but there was also a trace of pain in her eyes.

Hua Siming held his head high, with a proud look on his face, as if he was going to do something big:
"Okay, I'm going to give her the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle."

"Who is that, do you hear? I want to use our unique skill, please avoid it for a while, and don't peek."

Seeing Lin Tong standing beside him, he lowered his face and chased him away:
"If you don't go out, I can't get the needle, or you will learn it. That's what we learned at a big price."

After finishing speaking, he stood there holding the silver needle. If Lin Tong didn't leave, he couldn't save people.

"Unique magic needle?"

Lin Tong smiled coldly, and asked calmly:

"What did Hua Shengde tell you?"

"Bastard, you are also named my grandfather? Besides, who said it, why are you asking it? It's none of your business!"

Hua Siming scolded angrily:
"I don't want to see you, get out!"

Gu Xin also spoke out to help:

"Lin Tong, go away quickly, the magic acupuncture of the miracle doctor Hua cannot be passed on to the outside world!"

"Okay, I'll go."

Lin Tong glanced at Wei Honglin, beckoned her not to be angry, and smiled lightly at Hua Siming:
"However, when you place needles in Baihui and Tianshu later, you must remember not to pierce sideways, and the depth of the prick must be well controlled, otherwise Wang Xiaoling will suffer from the great pain of qi and blood obstruction."

Hua Siming who was holding the silver needle looked dull, he looked at Lin Tong in disbelief:

"How did you know that I would inject acupuncture points at Baihui and Tianshu?"

He shuddered, reacted, and roared angrily:

"When did you secretly learn our Hua family's secret skills? Tell me frankly, otherwise, I won't spare you!"

Lin Tong smiled lightly, shook his head and remained silent.

"Bastard! Who are you talking to?"