Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Lin Fan's words made Tang Dongshan feel a little embarrassed, but Peifu laughed out loud.

It turned out to be friendly forces.

Moreover, he seemed to have some impression of the name Yingwujing, but he suddenly couldn't remember it.

The little guy in front of him looked more and more pleasing to his eyes.

And why does this young man’s military training uniform look more and more familiar?

The face of the desperate assistant who was squeezed by Lin Fan turned red, "Who can't brag? If you have the guts, you can let the patient wake up."

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "As you wish."

The face has been sent to me. If you don't hit me, it will be in vain.

Lin Fan walked to the hospital bed and happened to see a roll of slender gold needles lying there.

Lin Fan was not polite and stretched out his hand. A golden needle was twisted in his hand, and the needle body trembled slightly.

Experts will know if there is any.

Just taking the needle with one hand, his movements were smooth and smooth, making Beifu's eyes light up.

He instinctively noticed that the aura of the young man in front of him had changed.

At the same time, Lin Fan took out the needle.

I saw the golden needle piercing the acupuncture points one after another, and the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth.

Gradually, the faces of the people around him changed. There was admiration, surprise, and even more shock.

For example, Peifu has been practicing medicine for more than [-] years and has never seen such acupuncture.

Especially when the gold needle penetrated the acupuncture point, Beifu seemed to see a stream of light penetrating into the patient's body, and then a subtle black gas overflowed from the gold needle.

This this……

Peifu suddenly thought of a fragment of an ancient book he had read, and his eyes widened: "Use Qi to move needles, revive souls and kill lives... This... this is the Eighteen Movements of Xianyou, the lost acupuncture technique Xianyou Eighteen trends.”

At the end of the sentence, Beifu's body was shaking with excitement, and his eyes were even reluctant to blink.

At this moment, not to mention Peifu, Tang Dongshan, who was originally worried, was also staring at Lin Fan as he took out the needle, fearing that he would miss the wonderful moment.

On the side, Qin Tianfang's eyes were wide and round.

He didn't know what the Eight Immortal Movements were.

He only saw that every needle was filled with... Qi!

Yes, it's anger.

It’s what I’ve been longing for!

At this moment, there was no trace of contempt on Qin Tianfang's face, and he even wanted to slap himself for being so blind.

At this moment, Ling Xingwu’s surprised voice sounded:

"Captain is awake."

Everyone present looked at the face of the unconscious woman on the bed, and saw the long eyelashes trembling and the eyelids slowly opening...

Sure enough, I woke up.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Fan again, and everyone had different expressions.

The injured person, who was helpless by two figures of Taishan and Beidou level in Chinese and Western medicine, was actually saved by a student with just a few injections?

"Maybe it just happened that the previous Xingnao injection worked. What's the big deal?"

In the crowd, the assistant murmured clearly with jealousy.

The assistant's words made the excited Peifu raise his eyebrows, and he looked at Tang Dongshan with a hint of displeasure on his old face.

Tang Dongshan's face also darkened, and he turned to look at his assistant: "Presumptuous!"

The assistant who was originally jealous was scolded by Tang Dongshan. His expression changed and he lowered his head nervously: "Teacher."

"Don't call me teacher." Tang Dongshan snorted angrily, "How many times have I said, don't let jealousy blind your eyes, dare to admit the other person's highlights, instead of denying them by denying them, you are too embarrassing for me. disappointed."

"After you go back this time, you can choose your mentor again." Tang Dongshan said bluntly.

The assistant's face instantly turned pale, full of fear, and the other assistants were also silent.

Lin Fan, who had already begun to withdraw the needles, looked at the old man in a different light when he heard Tang Dongshan's words.

Ling Xingwu on the side didn't care about the debate between Chinese and Western medicine. At this moment, he looked at Lin Fan with excitement: "Xiao Liu, is this... is this okay?"

"It's not that simple. I just asked someone to wake her up first." Lin Fan said with a chuckle.

Lin Fan's words made the assistant's face turn red and he lowered his head. Ling Xingwu and Qin Tianfang, who were originally happy, tensed up again and looked at Lin Fan eagerly.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Lin Fan waved his hand and said relaxedly, "Bring a pen and paper, I will make a prescription. You will get the medicinal materials according to the prescription, and I will refine it into a medicine. I will ensure that the medicine will cure the disease."

Qin Tianfang and Ling Xingwu breathed a sigh of relief, and then Qin Tianfang, who was originally very impressive, ran out personally to get paper and pen, regardless of his status, and sent them to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan wrote down the prescription.

The words were dancing like dragons and phoenixes, and penetrated the back of the paper, making Peifu's eyes shine when he came over.

But soon, he was attracted by the prescription, and his expression turned into shock: "This... is this an ancient prescription?"

Tang Dongshan was also moved in his heart.

Ancient prescriptions.

It's that kind of ancient recipe that's unknown to the world.

For example, those excavated from ancient tombs...

Research is of great value.

Lin Fan, in response to Peifu's words, just nodded slightly: "Yes."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Beifu's eyes lit up and he stared at the prescription written by Lin Fan. His face was sometimes confused and sometimes enlightened.

Finally, he slapped his thigh in surprise: "Wonderful, the coordination between Fangzi and his ministers is simply wonderful."

Lin Fan looked at Peifu's appearance and couldn't help but make up for it, "What's there to be happy about? One person can prescribe the right medicine. You can only read this recipe for reference."

After hearing this, the smile on Peifu's face froze.

Lin Fan made the list, raised his head and said to Qin Tianfang: "Take the medicine according to the amount, remember you only have two hours."

"What do you mean?" Ling Xingwu on the side asked doubtfully.

"It means..." Lin Fan glanced at the woman on the bed, "If you can't get all the medicinal materials on the list within two hours, you can notify the cooking team to cook, and the whole camp will have a banquet."

Qin Tianfang, who had already relaxed, immediately became nervous after hearing this: "Isn't it... not serious anymore?"

Lin Fan glanced at Qin Tianfang indifferently: "Do you really think that there is no trace so easy to explain? If it is really that simple, wouldn't it be the same as the red arsenic on the top of the crane? I have only heard of it."

The assistant in the crowd felt that he seemed to be right again.