Urban Almighty System

"You...you..." For a while, Wang Hai was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't speak. Wang Hai was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

I was so angry, especially when a kid pointed at his nose and scolded me.

"What are you? You have been treated for more than half a year, and you haven't been cured yet. This is your incompetence. You say you can't cure it, and you will get it, and you keep chattering here, don't you want to Someone else cured Mr. Wang's illness? Are you looking forward to Mr. Wang's death?"

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Xia Ming's words changed the expressions of everyone present, even Zhao Guosheng and Chen Tianxiang. They did not expect that Xia Ming would be so unscrupulous when speaking, even the old man dared to curse him to death.

This is simply too lawless, let alone in front of Wang Jianlin.

At this time, Wang Jianlin's complexion was obviously a little ugly. No matter what, he certainly didn't want to hear that word, but Xia Ming said it here, which made his complexion naturally ugly.

But he didn't say anything.

If it were someone else, Wang Jianlin would have been arrested as an individual, but this person was Xia Ming, so he didn't do anything.

First of all, it is for Chen Tianxiang's face, and second, he has to listen to Xia Ming's next words. If Xia Ming can cure Mr. Wang, then everything will be fine. If he can't, then he will never see Xia Ming again. bright.

"In the final analysis, can you cure Mr. Wang's illness? If you can cure it, I will personally apologize to you. If you can't..." At this point, a cold light flashed in Wang Hai's eyes.

He was angered by Xia Ming, so he put down his figure and confronted Xia Ming.

"It can be cured, whoever said it can't be cured, I guess only you, a piece of trash, can't be cured." Xia Ming spoke bluntly. Xia Ming really didn't want to see these people. Study how to cling to wealth, how can such a person improve their medical skills.

Xia Ming is getting more and more disappointed with the current hospital, especially when he occasionally sees some people disregarding medical ethics, in order to improve the hospital's medical sales, they even prescribe some irrelevant medicines to patients, which makes him even more incapable. Bear.

Xia Ming's purpose is, if you don't mess with him, he won't mess with you. If you mess with him, just wait for bad luck.

"Can it be cured? Then you can cure it." Wang Haihong said angrily.

And Xia Ming looked at Wang Jianlin. At this time, Wang Jianlin's face was excited. At first, he thought that Xia Ming could not be cured, but he didn't expect Xia Ming's words to surprise him.

"Brother Wang, do you have silver needles at home?" Xia Ming asked.

Wang Jianlin shook his head and said, "No."

"Silver needle? Young man, do you want acupuncture?" Zhao Guosheng couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, how will his disease get better without acupuncture." Xia Ming said casually.

Zhao Guosheng asked: "Are you really confident to cure Mr. Wang?"

"If it can't be cured, what kind of silver needle do I need?" Xia Ming complained.

"I have the silver needles. I also learned some Chinese medicine back then. Since you can treat Mr. Wang, I will send someone to bring you my set of silver needles." Zhao Guosheng said.

After hearing this, Xia Ming shook his head: "It's too much trouble to get it, Director Wang, you should have a lot of embroidery needles at home, right?"

"There are quite a few, but...does this have something to do with medical treatment?" Wang Jianlin asked.

"Yes, it's a big deal, you can help me get all these embroidery needles." Xia Ming said.

"Okay, I'll let someone get it."

After a while, someone brought a lot of embroidery needles, and Xia Ming took out a lighter, and then sterilized these embroidery needles. Xia Ming looked at Mr. Wang lying on the bed.

"What does this guy want to do? Could it be that he wants to use embroidery needles as silver needles to treat Mr. Wang?"

"Nonsense, it's just too much nonsense." After Zhao Guosheng saw Xia Ming's approach, he couldn't help but said: "This acupuncture point is broad and profound, it can't be an inch shallow, and it can't be an inch deep. Pay attention, if you prick someone with an embroidery needle like this, it will kill you."

Zhao Guosheng is quite knowledgeable, but Xia Ming said: "For a person with excellent medical skills, even a toothpick can be used as a silver needle."

Xia Ming didn't bother to continue explaining the problems to these people. In his opinion, these people didn't understand anything at all. Because of Zhao Guosheng, this made Wang Haiyang a little frightened. He used embroidery needles instead of silver needles to give patients acupuncture and moxibustion. , he had never seen such a thing.

"Brother Xia, why don't you wait a while, I'll send someone to buy some silver needles." Wang Jianlin couldn't help asking.

"Brother, don't worry, I promise to give you a healthy old man."

Then Xia Ming came to the old man's side, and said with a smile: "Old man, don't be afraid, although this is an embroidery needle, it won't hurt if you stick it on your body."

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This made Zhao Guosheng and the others feel a pain in the ass, and it was a joke to say that the needle sticks to the body and still does not hurt.

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With Xia Ming's hand trembling, an embroidery needle was about to pierce Wang Haiyang's body, which made everyone present nervous.

Although Wang Haiyang believed that Xia Ming's medical skills were superb, he couldn't help feeling flustered.

Although the more people thought about it, the more frightened they became, but out of their trust in Xia Ming, those present still accepted Xia Ming's acupuncture treatment.

Then, Xia Ming started the treatment work on his own, moving the selected embroidery needles over the fire, and then injected the needles into the acupuncture points on the head and chest of Mr. Wang.

Dozens of embroidery needles in Xia Ming's hands covered Wang Haiyang's body quickly and accurately, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of silver needles were all inserted into Wang Haiyang's body.

Although these needles are all the same length, when Xia Ming inserted them into Wang Haiyang's body, they were different in depth and shallower, but they didn't bring Wang Haiyang any pain at all. It's like a bite on your body, numb and crispy.

After dozens of embroidery needles fell at the designated positions, Xia Ming's ten slender fingers quickly massaged the handles of these needles repeatedly.

Xia Ming's technique is exquisite and skillful. This is a very precious massage technique that has been lost so far, and only Xia Ming has learned it through systematic rewards.

Xia Ming's massage technique is like a work of art. All the people present were addicted to Xia Ming's massage technique. At this time, all the people present were surprisingly silent, and they all stared straight at Xia Ming's pair of constantly Changing hands.