Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Under the leadership of everyone, Fang Lin soon met Beigong Liu, the patriarch of the Beigong family who had been assassinated many times, for the first time in a separate ward with luxurious and advanced equipment.

As the patriarch of the four top families in China, he should be majestic and enjoy all the glory and wealth. But the ancient old man in front of him was sallow and thin, lying there quietly, even breathing could only be maintained by a ventilator. Even Fang Lin, an outsider, felt sorry for him when he saw it.

"Mr. Beigong, what do you mean by this? If you think there is a problem with our medical skills, you can just raise it directly and we will leave immediately.

Since you have entrusted your father's full power to us, and you invite such a young boy to treat your father's illness, isn't this a sincere humiliation? "

Just as Fang Lin was using his clairvoyance eyes to check Beigong Liu's condition, five tall, middle-aged foreign men in white coats with blue eyes and white skin ran over angrily and rolled their eyes at Fang Lin with malice.

One of them spoke broken Chinese and said angrily to Beigong Qiong.

Because Bei Gongliu was already in his seventies, although he still held the power of the Bei Gong family, most of the family affairs were basically handed over to the eldest son, Bei Gongyuan's father Bei Gong Qiong. Compared with her dying father, Beigong Qiong, who is over fifty, has a glowing face and is full of energy.

"Don't get me wrong, we definitely don't mean to belittle or look down on your medical skills.

It's just that our father is dying and we are worried. Mr. Fang happens to have superb medical skills, so..." Beigong Qiong quickly explained with a smile.

"Haha...Exquisite medical skills? Just because he has no hair on his head? Does he deserve to be called "excellent medical skills?"

"Even the patients we have treated are worthy of seeing him?"

"Mr. Beigong, we are not bragging. In this world, if there are patients that we cannot cure, there will be no need for others to treat them."

"We are wholeheartedly saving people for you, but you find a person like this to interfere. What else is it if you don't look down on people?"

"The key is, just look for it, right? It's okay if you find a few highly respected doctors. What do you mean by looking for such a child with a yellow mouth? Doesn't this indirectly mean that he is stronger than us? Who is the shabby one?"

Bei Gongqiong's kindness did not stop the anger of several people. On the contrary, it only added fuel to the fire. In an instant, the five people started arguing with each other, and their words became more and more angry as their expressions became more and more angry. It was so unbearable that he completely ignored the people who were looking increasingly ugly.

"I'm so sorry for making you laugh." Bei Gongyuan said to Lin Lin, who was quite embarrassed.

"It's important to save people. If you hear this kind of thing too often, it won't matter. Besides, I won't lose any flesh because of their arrogance."

Fang Lin completely turned a deaf ear to the disdain of several people. At this time, he was carefully checking Beigong Liu's physical condition through his X-ray eyes, so he just answered casually.

The five people's unobtrusive words also caused dissatisfaction among many members of the Beigong family. From their low comments, Fang Lin learned that Beigong Liu was assassinated suddenly, and many family doctors in the Beigong family were helpless at all, and they were transferred to various hospitals one after another. A famous hospital in Shaojing City.

But even Master Luo's condition was helpless, and naturally there was no result after all the efforts. In addition, everyone thought that Fang Lin was in seclusion, so the Beigong family had no choice but to

Xicai spent a lot of money to invite these five famous doctors from overseas.

Speaking of these five people, they do have some backgrounds. They are all famous doctors with brilliant achievements in different medical fields. They are definitely world-renowned. Even Fang Lin has heard a little bit about their names and achievements.

In a sense, Fang Lin also understood their reactions very well. After all, they were all world-renowned doctors, but they didn't know him, let alone his medical skills? Being messed with by an outsider who is as young as myself does make me feel a little uncomfortable.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Bei Gongyuan asked with apprehension as he glanced at Fang Lin gratefully.

"It's indeed difficult, but it's not completely impossible." Fang Lin said with a serious expression.

"What do we need to do?"

"Just prepare a closed room. By the way, I don't have many silver needles left. If you can, prepare more for me." Fang Lin replied casually.

"Come on, come with me."

The longer he spent time with Fang Lin, the more Bei Gongyuan felt that he was unfathomable and the more he trusted him, so he took the people ahead to prepare without hesitation.

"What? Silver Needle? Did I hear correctly?

Have you checked Mr. Beigong's condition? Do you know what disease Mr. Beigong is suffering from? Have you done any filming? Have you had an ultrasound? If there is nothing, just saying it can be cured, what is this if not a quack?

Stop fooling people with your traditional Chinese medicine superstitions that you can tell your illness by just looking at it. This is not scientific at all, and the entire Chinese medicine system is a liar. What if you are really that powerful? So what else do we need so many medical equipment for?

What is this if not a quack and a liar? Beigong Qiong, out of responsibility for the patient, I solemnly warn you that if you let him intervene, whether your father will live or die will have nothing to do with us. "

Upon hearing that Fang Lin was trying to save people with a few silver needles, the five Western doctors immediately sneered with disdain, and one of them was even more excited and angry.

The situation in front of her was indeed extremely difficult for Bei Gongqiong. After all, Fang Lin's medical skills were obvious to all. But to say that with just a few silver needles, he could make patients who had been suffering from countless doctors recover was still a bit unbelievable to everyone present.

"It's understandable that some of you question my strength because I'm young. I can also understand that you are responsible for the patients.

But if you want to say that Chinese medicine practitioners are all liars, then I have to question your quality. Western medicine has indeed developed rapidly in recent years, but our traditional Chinese medicine has endured for thousands of years, which is obvious to all.

By the way, we Chinese medicine practitioners do have the ability to know many conditions by just looking at them. However, that is not called superstition, but there is a professional term for it, which is called looking, hearing, asking, and hearing. "

Fang Lin already knew Beigong Liu's situation very well. The words of a few people insulted the entire Chinese medicine system, which really made him, the inheritor of Chinese medicine, full of dissatisfaction, so he took advantage of Bei Gongyuan's preparation time to speak neither humble nor arrogantly.

"What are you talking about? It's just a trick to fool people. If you are really that good, then you should give me a look."

Western medicine focuses on using advanced medical equipment and experiments to make preparatory judgments about diseases. In their eyes, traditional Chinese medicine's pulse-taking and other methods are simply backward. Naturally, they also sneered at Fang Lin's so-called rebuttal. Under the leadership of everyone, Fang Lin soon met Beigong Liu, the patriarch of the Beigong family who had been assassinated many times, for the first time in a separate ward with luxurious and advanced equipment.

As the patriarch of the four top families in China, he should be majestic and enjoy all the glory and wealth. But the ancient old man in front of him was sallow and thin, lying there quietly. Even his breathing could only be maintained by a ventilator. Even Fang Lin, an outsider, felt sorry for him when he saw it.

"Mr. Beigong, what do you mean by this? If you think there is a problem with our medical skills, you can just raise it directly and we will leave immediately.

Since you have entrusted your father with full authority to us, and you invite such a young boy to treat your father's illness, isn't this a sincere humiliation? "

Just as Fang Lin was using his clairvoyance eyes to check Beigong Liu's condition, five tall, middle-aged foreign men in white coats with blue eyes and white skin ran over angrily and rolled their eyes at Fang Lin with malice.

One of them spoke broken Chinese and said angrily to Beigong Qiong.

Because Bei Gongliu was already in his seventies, although he still held the power of the Bei Gong family, most of the family affairs were basically handed over to the eldest son, Bei Gongyuan's father Bei Gong Qiong. Compared with her dying father, Beigong Qiong, who is over fifty, has a glowing face and is full of energy.

"Don't get me wrong, we definitely don't mean to belittle or look down on your medical skills.

It's just that our father is dying and we are worried. Mr. Fang happens to have superb medical skills, so..." Beigong Qiong quickly explained with a smile.

"Haha...Exquisite medical skills? Just because he has no hair on his head? Does he deserve to be called "excellent medical skills?"

"Even the patients we have treated are worthy of seeing him?"

"Mr. Beigong, we are not bragging. In this world, if there are patients that we cannot cure, there will be no need for others to treat them."

"We are wholeheartedly saving people for you, but you find a person like this to interfere. What else is it if you don't look down on people?"

"The key is, just look for it, right? It's okay if you find a few highly respected doctors. What do you mean by looking for such a child with a yellow mouth? Doesn't this indirectly mean that he is stronger than us? Who is the shabby one?"

Bei Gongqiong's kindness did not stop the anger of several people. On the contrary, it only added fuel to the fire. In an instant, the five people started arguing with each other, and their words became more and more angry as their expressions became more and more angry. It was so unbearable that he completely ignored the people who were looking increasingly ugly.

"I'm so sorry for making you laugh." Bei Gongyuan said to Lin Lin, who was quite embarrassed.

"It's important to save people. If you hear this kind of thing too often, it won't matter. Besides, I won't lose any flesh because of their arrogance."

Fang Lin completely turned a deaf ear to the disdain of several people. At this time, he was carefully checking Beigong Liu's physical condition through his X-ray eyes, so he just answered casually.

The five people's unobtrusive words also caused dissatisfaction among many members of the Beigong family. From their low comments, Fang Lin learned that Beigong Liu was assassinated suddenly, and many family doctors in the Beigong family were helpless at all, and they were transferred to various hospitals one after another. A famous hospital in Shaojing City.

But even Master Luo's condition was helpless, and naturally there was no result after all the efforts. In addition, everyone thought that Fang Lin was in seclusion, so the Beigong family had no choice but to

Xicai spent a lot of money to invite these five famous doctors from overseas.

Speaking of these five people, they do have some backgrounds. They are all famous doctors with brilliant achievements in different medical fields. They are definitely world-renowned. Even Fang Lin has heard a little bit about their names and achievements.

In a sense, Fang Lin also understood their reactions very well. After all, they were all world-renowned doctors, but they didn't know him, let alone his medical skills? Being interfered with by an outsider who is as young as himself does make him feel a little uncomfortable.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Bei Gongyuan asked with apprehension as he glanced at Fang Lin gratefully.

"It's indeed difficult, but it's not completely impossible." Fang Lin said with a serious expression.

"What do we need to do?"

"Just prepare a closed room. By the way, I don't have many silver needles left. If you can, prepare more for me." Fang Lin replied casually.

"Come on, come with me."

The longer he spent time with Fang Lin, the more Bei Gongyuan felt that he was unfathomable and the more he trusted him, so he took the people ahead to prepare without hesitation.

"What? Silver Needle? Did I hear correctly?

Have you checked Mr. Beigong's condition? Do you know what disease Mr. Beigong has? Have you done any filming? Have you had a color ultrasound? If there is nothing, just saying it can be cured, what is this if not a quack?

Stop fooling people with your traditional Chinese medicine superstitions that you can tell your illness by just looking at it. This is not scientific at all, and the entire Chinese medicine system is a liar. What if you are really that powerful? So what do we need so many medical equipment for?

What is this if not a quack and a liar? Beigong Qiong, out of responsibility for the patient, I solemnly warn you that if you let him intervene, whether your father will live or die will have nothing to do with us. "

Upon hearing that Fang Lin was trying to save people with a few silver needles, the five Western doctors immediately sneered with disdain, and one of them was even more excited and said angrily.

The situation in front of her was indeed extremely difficult for Bei Gongqiong. After all, Fang Lin's medical skills were obvious to all. But to say that with just a few silver needles, he could make patients who had been suffering from countless doctors recover was still a bit unbelievable to everyone present.

"It's understandable that some of you question my strength because I'm young. I can also understand that you are responsible for the patients.

But if you want to say that Chinese medicine practitioners are all liars, then I have to question your quality. Western medicine has indeed developed rapidly in recent years, but our traditional Chinese medicine has endured for thousands of years, which is obvious to all.

By the way, we Chinese medicine practitioners do have the ability to know many conditions by just looking at them. However, that is not called superstition, but there is a professional term for it, which is called looking, hearing, asking, and hearing. "

Fang Lin already knew Beigong Liu's situation very well. The words of a few people insulted the entire Chinese medicine system, which really made him, the inheritor of Chinese medicine, full of dissatisfaction, so he took advantage of Bei Gongyuan's preparation time to speak neither humble nor arrogantly.

"What are you talking about? It's just a trick to fool people. If you are really that good, then you should give me a look."

Western medicine focuses on using advanced medical equipment and experiments to make preparatory judgments about diseases. In their eyes, traditional Chinese medicine's pulse-taking and other methods are simply backward. Naturally, they also sneered at Fang Lin's so-called rebuttal.