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

At this time, someone roared in the corridor, and then Hua Shengde walked in with a few people.

"Snapped--"

Before Jiang Zhilin and the others could speak, Hua Shengde slapped his grandson hard.

Hua Siming screamed, and fell backward three to four meters.

He covered his cheek and shouted:

"Grandpa, why are you beating me? He secretly learned our unique secret skills, and he should be held accountable."

"I beat you to death, you bastard. After learning a little bit, you dare to come out to treat people, and you still show off the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle in front of Master Lin?"

Hua Shengde stamped his feet and exclaimed:
"Even your grandfather has to behave like a man with his tail between his legs. It's good for you to embarrass me here and offend the master."

Hua Shengde stepped forward and slapped Hua Siming twice again, which made Hua Siming scream.

Under Jiang Zhilin's tugging and persuasion, Hua Shengde bowed to Lin Tong:

"Master, I'm sorry, I am incompetent in discipline, let the little beast play an ax here, and offend you."

Master?

Whether it was Jiang Zhilin or Hua Siming, they were all dumbfounded and unbelievable when they heard Mr. Hua say this.

Gu Xin even tightly covered her mouth and almost screamed out.

No one thought that Zhong Hai's number one genius doctor would honorably call him Master Lin Tong. How could this be believed?

"Little beast, let me tell you, the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle I learned was taught by Master Lin."

Hua Shengde pointed at his grandson angrily:

"He is my master, that is your little master. But you are arrogant and arrogant, and you still don't kneel down and apologize to your little master?"

When he heard that Hua Siming came here to treat Wang Xiaoling, he was worried that his grandson would cause trouble, so he rushed over in a hurry.

It turned out that not only was his grandson self-righteous, but he also slandered Lin Tong for stealing the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle. Hua Shengde was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

This grandson is simply mentally retarded, bastard, don't you know that this will break the inheritance of the Hua family?

Hearing this, Jiang Zhilin came to his senses. His eyes were bright and his expression was excited. Lin Tong is indeed a miracle doctor!

This is an opportunity, and he must seize it.

"Okay, Mr. Hua, don't fight anymore..."

Seeing Hua Shengde's anger, Lin Tong kindly came out to smooth things over:
"It's enough to hit three or five times. If you hit too many, you will die..."

Hua Shengde was about to stop, but after hearing this, he slapped Hua Siming in the face again, making Hua Siming's face swell like a pig's head.

"Little master, I'm sorry!"

Hua Siming dodged, ran to Lin Tong, and knelt down to him with a "plop":
"I have no eyes, I offended you, and I hope you can forgive me."

He was frightened and wronged, he never thought that he would bump into the little master in a show, and he would use the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle to talk about him.If you don't bow your head and admit your mistake, grandpa will beat him to death.

Gu Xin couldn't believe this scene, a man who was spurned by him, suddenly became the master of Hua Miracle Doctor.

Her face was ugly, and she muttered to herself:

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"Get up, those who don't know are innocent."

With a sincere expression, Lin Tong helped Hua Siming up from the ground, and earnestly advised:
"Just remember in the future that studying medicine is not for showing off, otherwise it will cost people's lives."

If he wasn't present today, with Hua Siming's medical skills and character, Wang Xiaoling would definitely suffer.

Hua Siming nodded again and again, with a very respectful attitude:

"Understood, thank you little master for teaching."

Lin Tong ignored Hua Siming and looked at the crowd to explain:

"Nine Yin Resurrection Needle can indeed rejuvenate Wang Xiaoling's leg muscles, but it can't dredge her blood, and it can't cure her disease."

Lin Tong turned to look at Hua Shengde and Jiang Zhilin, and explained further:
"It can curb Wang Xiaoling's condition, but it cannot get her out of a wheelchair."

"Ah, Jiuyin Resurrection can't cure it?"

Hua Shengde looked regretful:
"I still want to use it to treat Wang Xiaoling's illness."

Lin Tong shook his head in denial, then smiled and said:
"Nine Yin Resurrection Needle, as the name suggests, is used to save the dead. To treat Wang Xiaoling's illness, only the sixth and eighth methods of Qimen's Eighteen Methods, combined with gong-twisting acupuncture, will be effective."

Hua Shengde's expression turned cold, with shame on his face:

"The master is right. I am old and incompetent. I almost killed someone."

Jiang Zhilin was shocked when he saw this, and then knelt down towards Lin Tong with a plop:

"Jiang Zhilin was enlightened when he heard Miracle Doctor Lin say it."

"I respectfully ask Miracle Doctor Lin to take action and save my granddaughter!"

Wang Xiaoling's eyes also shot out two rays of hope:
"Doctor Lin, please help me, thank you."

Lin Tong glanced at everyone, then waved his hand:
"Get the needle!"

Hua Shengde hurriedly took out his own silver needle and placed it respectfully in front of Lin Tong.

After Lin Tong sterilized the silver needles with alcohol, he moved his fingers lightly, and the silver needles made a soft "swish swish" sound, and accurately pierced into various acupuncture points on Wang Xiaoling's legs.

He first practiced the sixth method among the eighteen methods of Qimen, and then the eighth method.After pricking the silver needles, Lin Tong began to give her a twisting needle.

He had already activated the spirit stone on his right arm, turning the energy it produced into golden light and injecting it into Wang Xiaoling's body through the silver needle.

Soon, golden smoke flashed from all the eighteen silver needles, and they were connected into countless golden threads, which entered the patient's body, spread and swelled in her veins.

"I saw the golden thread, really, have you seen it? The silver needles are shining with golden light, forming countless golden threads!"

Both Wei Honglin and Wang Xiaoling were amazed and cried out repeatedly:
"It's so strange, why is there a gold thread?"

Jiang Zhilin stared excitedly at the twisting golden thread, and kept getting into his granddaughter's body through the silver needle.

He had seen this scene in the hands of his grandfather, but there were not so many gold threads, it seemed that there were only four or five.

He vaguely remembered that his grandfather seemed to have said that it was the long-lost Eighteen Techniques of Qimen.He only learned the three methods, and it took a lifetime of hard work to produce five golden threads, and the peak person can produce nine golden threads to open up the closed muscles and blood vessels of the sick.

But Lin Tong showed countless amounts of money, which is really unbelievable, unbelievable.

He's only in his 20s, and the golden thread from the silver needle is beyond the peak I know!
This kid is amazing!
He has seen the golden thread spread to Wang Xiaoling's knee, causing the granddaughter's calf to shake slightly, which means that she has begun to feel.

Hua Shengde was also very excited. The Nine Yin Resurrection Needle had already made him think that Lin Tong was a strange person. Unexpectedly, Lin Tong was even more awesome than he imagined.

He had never seen this acupuncture method before, but he could tell that it was more powerful than the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle.

"Whoosh-"

After more than ten minutes, countless golden threads ran through the soles of Wang Xiaoling's feet, and waves of heat rushed into her body from the Yongquan point, and Lin Tong stopped twisting the needles.

He let out a long breath, as if all the strength in his body was exhausted:

"The first needle injection has been completed, as long as it is warmed up for a while, Miss Jiang's legs will feel sensation."