The god-level son-in-law of the female president

You know, although Hu Yue failed to save Xixi, it doesn't mean that Hu Yue's medical skills are bad.

He has practiced medicine for decades, and his reputation is well-known throughout the country. Every year, many people go to Jiangcheng and want to ask him to see a doctor.

Such a Big Dipper in the field of Chinese medicine actually worships a young man as his teacher?

If this news gets out, I'm afraid there will be an uproar immediately!

Ye Huan's scalp went numb for a while, he had never encountered such a scene before.

"Master Hu, forget it, I don't have the ability to be your master."

"If you want to learn "Nine Yang Xuanhuang Needle", I will teach you."

"Anyway, for things like medical skills, it's good to be able to cure people, so there's no need for sectarian opinions."

Hu Yue was moved when she heard the words, and admired Ye Huan's open mind.

In fact, he estimated the value of "Nine Yang Xuanhuang Needle" at [-] million and [-] million, which is the most conservative.

This kind of ancient acupuncture method can be regarded as a priceless treasure, and it is unknown how many people flock to it in the outside world.

If he acquires this stitching method, the old Hu family will have an extra inheritance, which cannot be measured by money.

However, Ye Huan didn't know the value of "Nine Suns Xuanhuang Needle" and was willing to pass it on to him for free.

But he knows everything in his heart, so he can't take advantage of it for nothing.

Hu Yue said seriously: "The name is not right, the words are not right, if you mind, you can accept me as a registered disciple."

"Don't worry, I will only use this stitch to save people, not for any benefit!"

Ye Huan still dare not agree.

Thinking that he suddenly had an apprentice in his 70s, he panicked inwardly.

Furthermore, he relied on the mysterious "Huang Ting Jing" to achieve his medical skills. Whether he can teach Hu Yue, he has no idea.

Nothing to do, Hu Yue is determined, and there is a tendency that if you don't agree, I won't get up.Ye Huan shied away for a long time, but still couldn't persuade Hu Yue, so he nodded with a wry smile.

"In that case, then I will accept you as a registered disciple..."

Hu Yue was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Thank you! Thank you Master!"

Ye Huan nodded: "If you learn this medical skill, you will be able to save more people, which is considered a great merit."

For this disciple, Ye Huan was still at ease.

He could see that Hu Yue was an upright person. Hu Yue's reputation and the countless lives he saved were the best proof.

Moreover, he just said that he would grant acupuncture for free, and Hu Yue could have directly agreed.

But he insisted on rectifying Ye Huan's name, and refused to take advantage of it for nothing, and let Ye Huan see the old man's integrity.

When Hu Yue heard this, she knelt down like an upside-down jade pillar on a golden mountain, and said loudly to Ye Huan: "Master, please accept my apprentice's worship!"

After Hu Yue stood up, Ye Huan brushed it twice, wrote the essentials of the opening gesture of "Nine Suns Xuanhuang Needle", dried the ink, and handed it directly to Hu Yue.

He has only used the opening gesture [Jiuyang Shrine], as for the subsequent acupuncture technique, he has no idea, so it is inconvenient to award it to Hu Yue.

"Master Hu may be stunned, but he actually worshiped this woman as his teacher..."

When Hu Yue took the acupuncture essentials and left the hospital with a happy face, Qin Xue had a strange expression on her face.

"Otherwise, Master Hu, how could he do such a ridiculous thing."

"You must know that Master Hu is a well-known genius doctor all over the country, but he actually called you Master..."

Qin Xue knew that Ye Huan had some skills.

But he is young, no matter how superb his medical skills are, he can't compare with Hu Yue, right?

But now, Hu Yue was fooled into worshiping Ye Huan as his teacher, which is really unimaginable.

Hearing Qin Xue's muttering, Ye Huan rolled his eyes: "Without my pervert, your disease cannot be cured yet!"

beep beep.

Suddenly, a call came from Ye Huan's cell phone.

"Huh? Still an unfamiliar number?"

Ye Huan turned on the phone: "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a soft and sweet female voice.

"Mr. Ye, hello, I'm Ye Qingyi. Last time I attended the celebration banquet of Su's family, I was the one sitting next to Miss Su."

Ye Huan couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this.