Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

Following the angry roar, a series of rapid footsteps approached.

The visitors were an old man in Chinese tunic suit and a middle-aged man in his forties, followed by two soldiers of Yuan Mu.

The one shouting was the old man in Chinese tunic suit.

He quickly approached, pointed his finger and shouted angrily: "If I don't take away your silver needle right away, will you know how to stick it? If this needle is applied, your life will not be able to compensate for the loss of the young marshal."

Chen Yan looked at the old man and then at Yuan Mu.

The hand stopped.

Yuan Mu smiled at Chen Yan and said, "Brother Chen, don't worry, let me introduce to you. This is the miracle doctor Yu Shihong. He has been treating me before."

Then he said to Doctor Yu, "Doctor Yu, why are you so angry? This is my new little brother. He has superb medical skills. He can cure all my arms!"

Yu Shihong said directly: "It's impossible. I'll be honest. If you want to cure all the young marshal's arms, unless a god comes down to earth! I went out this time and asked many colleagues to study and come up with a way, but I can only let the young marshal. My hand is half recovered...and this bastard, I don’t think he’s even a quack, he’s just a liar!”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Chen Yan smiled lightly: "Whether I am a quack or a liar is up to you!"

Yuan Mu also said something fair: "Doctor Yu, Brother Chen treated me once yesterday, and my hand has recovered by [-]%."

"what?"

Yu Shihong was stunned, and quickly took Yuan Mu's hand, felt his pulse, then slapped his thigh, and yelled at Chen Yan: "You are such a pervert. You are not good at academics, but you come to harm the young commander. You will never redeem yourself!"

"Ah? Divine Doctor Yu, what happened?"

"Young Marshal's hands are already strong. Why are you unhappy? Could it be more serious?"

Yuan Mu was also a little surprised and a little nervous.

After all, Yu Shihong is a great doctor who has been treating him for more than half a year. Both his medical skills and reputation are acceptable. If he was not sure, he would not have become so angry.

He glanced at Chen Yan and thought to himself, did I see the wrong person?

Yu Shihong said: "Young Marshal's hand, the previous treatment policy has always been to cultivate it and slowly repair itself. Now, this bastard boy, I don't know what happened, actually used the power in your hand, which is equivalent to the previous treatment. All efforts have been in vain, and now my plan cannot cure it!"

what?

Everyone was shocked!

Especially Yuan Mu's soldiers looked at Chen Yan with murderous intent, and they would take action if he made any mistake.

Chen Yan laughed loudly: "Old man, if you don't know how to cure it, don't talk about it here. What about self-repair? In the young marshal's hand, [-]% of the meridians are broken, the connections are mixed, the meridians and acupoints are displaced, and the microcirculation inside is broken. How can you self-repair?" Repair? Okay, okay, it’s up to you. I’ll restore it to its original state. You can use your own methods to treat it and see who is the quack.”

Chen Yan stretched out his hand towards Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu hesitated for a moment and finally gave his hand to Chen Yan.

"Clap clap clap!"

Chen Yan casually tapped his hand a few times and said, "Okay, he's back to his original state. Doctor Yu, please treat him!"

So fast?

And Yuan Mu also felt that the sense of power he had just experienced receded like a tide, and his hands were as empty as twists.

Yu Shihong snorted coldly: "Do you think I am senile? Can the power inspired by the young commander be regained with just a few clicks like this?"

But as soon as he took a pulse, his face changed, "How...really, it's back to its original state? You...how did you do that?"

Chen Yan didn't bother to explain: "Don't worry about how to do it. Didn't you come up with a new method? I'll let you cure it first, not to mention half of the cure. If you can make the young marshal's hands pick up thirty kilograms of things, I'll be there Carve the word "quackery" on your face, if you can't do it, kneel down and apologize!"

"it is good!"

Yu Shihong was so angry that he agreed immediately.

Then, he suddenly asked: "Where did you come from? At such a young age, you dare to say arrogant things and want me to kneel down?"

Chen Yan said: "Jiangzhou Hospital, Emergency Department!"

Yu Shihong laughed: "Who am I, a little quack doctor from Jiangzhou Hospital, who dares to treat the young marshal? Do you know that Qin Sanfeng from Jiangzhou Hospital, who is called Mr. Qin, is my disciple?"

Chen Yan responded lightly: "You can cure it!"

"Humph!"

Yu Shihong had never seen such an arrogant and arrogant junior. He really wanted Yuan Mu to kick him out. However, Yuan Mu actually had some expectations for Chen Yan in his heart. He had an intuition!

Yu Shihong also uses acupuncture.

When he picked up a silver needle and was about to prick Yuan Mu's "Shou Sanli" acupuncture point, Chen Yan shouted: "Stop!"

"what happened?"

"The third li of the hand is an acupoint. The young commander's injury is on the arm, but the root is on the Yangming meridian of the hand. If you take this injection, what do you think will happen?"

When Yu Shihong thought about it, his expression suddenly changed.

An expert's words suddenly reminded him that if the needle really stuck like this, Yuan Mu, whose hand was already difficult to recover from, would also be injured on his acupoints.

"Then... then, Zha Tian Mansion?" Doctor Yu was a little unsure, sweat broke out on his face. There was something wrong with the plan he had studied before.

"Don't ask me, you are in charge now!"

Gritting his teeth, Yu Shihong planned to plunge in.

"stop!"

Chen Yan yelled again, and then said calmly, "Wrong again!"

Yu Shihong's hand shook: "Why is it wrong again?"

As soon as he said these words, Yuan Mu almost laughed, indicating that Yu Shihong was already guilty and he himself had no confidence.

Chen Yan pointed to a position on Yuan Mu's arm and said: "The meridians are staggered and Tianfu is displaced. If you want to pierce Tianfu, you should pierce it here."

Yu Shihong thought for a while, and it seemed that this was true.

At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat, he was very embarrassed today.

As a result, just as he was about to prick, Chen Yan said again: "Are you really pricking? Tianfu has entered the heart and lungs. Now Tianfu has not been broken. The young commander's skill is still there. If you prick him with this needle, it will destroy his foundation."

When Yuan Mu heard this, he quickly took his hand back.

But Yu Shihong made three mistakes in a row. His old face was slapped hard, sweat poured out of his face, and his mouth trembled: "Young Marshal, I..."

Chen Yan said: "Step back, Doctor Yu, remember to wash your knees."

Then he said to Yuan Mu: "Young Marshal, do you still believe me?"

Yuan Mu laughed and said, "I am your eldest brother, so I naturally trust you!"

"Then start!"

"Shh!"

Chen Yan inserted the needle into Yuan Mu's collarbone without piercing his hand, and said to Yu Shihong: "Doctor Yu, do you see clearly? This needle is called to calm the storm. Only by calming the storm can we stab the heaven and make things happen."

After that, eight more needles were inserted in succession.

The next step is the key.

Chen Yan clasped Yuan Mu's arm with one hand, and the evil doctor's internal meridian was activated. With a sudden slide of his fingers, the meridians and muscles on Yuan Mu's arm began to vibrate with the naked eye. At that moment, the nine silver needles sank sharply and entered. Five points for meat.

Yu Shihong's eyes widened. The next moment, as if he remembered something, he exclaimed: "Is this... the legendary nine needles of the medical saint that can turn the world around nine times?"

Chen Yan said: "You actually know the Nine Transformations of the Universe?"

"Pfft!"

Yu Shihong knelt straight on the ground, "Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"