"What did you say?"
Su Yi's face turned cold, and his momentum was so overwhelming that Song Meihui couldn't help but glance at Pei Gongxian who was being carried away. She couldn't help but take half a step back, and said in a warning tone: "This is the headquarters of the Republic of Korea. What, you Su?" Do adults also want to be violent to women?"
"woman?"
Su Yi looked at her and said coldly: "In our country, women are not weak like your country. Women can fight on the battlefield, so there is no need to use force."
"you!"
Seeing Su Yi's aggressive momentum, Song Meihui couldn't help swallowing, but she held on and said: "Master Su, wielding swords and guns are what warriors are good at. You and I are both doctors. Since Master Pei just said Considering what happened at the Royal Hospital that day, doesn’t Mr. Su want to prove himself in front of all the officials of your great Zhou Dynasty?”
"prove?"
Su Yi said coldly: "I'm not interested, and there's no need."
Song Meihui was unsure about the fight, so she tried her medical skills, but Su Yi avoided fighting, which made Song Meihui seem to have seized the opportunity.
"ha!"
She sneered: "Why, Master Su, are you afraid? Is it true that as Master Pei said, you are just a person who only knows how to deceive the world and steal fame, and has no real materials!"
Su Yi smiled faintly, turned around and walked towards his seat, saying as he walked: "Song Meihui, have you forgotten that day when you knelt down and admitted defeat? How dare you fight when you are defeated? It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!"
Seeing that Su Yi not only didn't respond, but also humiliated her, Song Meihui's face suddenly turned red, reaching the root of her neck.
"The surname is Su!"
Song Meihui no longer had any image or etiquette. She was like a shrew. She pointed at Su Yi and shouted: "You, you, the abandoned son-in-law of the Bai family, have what qualifications do you have to criticize me! I lost that day because you cheated. If you just talk about it, I, Song Meihui, will never lose to you in my medical skills!"
"So confident?"
Su Yi sat down slowly and picked up the tea cup: "Then tell me how you want to compete today?"
When Song Meihui saw him asking this question, she gritted her teeth and said with a fierce look: "I will compete with you in acupuncture!"
"Acupuncture?"
"right!"
Song Meihui straightened her plump breasts, and then said confidently: "Acupuncture is the three major medical skills of our country, and it was also invented by the ancients of our country. Today I will use acupuncture to teach you how to behave."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Zheng and others from the Royal Hospital couldn't sit still. Fu Dongqing even protested coldly: "Song Meihui, how come this acupuncture was invented by you ancient Koreans?"
"Why, Doctor Fu, you don't know?"
Song Meihuitian smiled shamelessly and said: "It is recorded in the medical books of Korea. Is this still false?"
"ha!"
Fu Dongqing sneered and shook his head: "It is written in the book that you invented it. Then let me ask you, it is also written in the medical classics of the Zhou Dynasty that we invented acupuncture. How do you explain it?"
"You big Zhou? Hahaha..."
Song Meihui laughed loudly and said: "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. You people from the Zhou Dynasty are all liars even if you deceive the world and steal your reputation. Of course your ancients were also liars. You learned acupuncture from our great Korea, do you understand!"
"Snapped!"
Fu Dongqing's anger welled up and he slammed the table angrily: "Song Meihui, you are talking nonsense. How could I, the great Zhou Dynasty, do such a robbery thing!"
Song Meihui pointed to his nose and asked with a mocking tone: "Then do you dare to stand up like a man and prove to me whether your acupuncture is better or my method is more authentic?"
All the officials present looked at Fu Dongqing, but the latter hesitated and said: "You, don't you want to compete with Mr. Su? Why did you come to me? I, I will not be as knowledgeable as a woman like you. …Anyway, acupuncture was invented by Da Zhou!”
"coward!"
The two words "Song Meihui" were like two needles piercing Fu Dongqing's face at this moment, making his facial muscles feel as if someone was pricking them with small needles, causing him to twitch a few times in pain.
But he still endured it.
Song Meihui laughed "haha" and looked at Su Yi: "I see, this is your great Zhou medical officer. Not only is he cowardly, he is also shameless. He even said that acupuncture was invented by your great Zhou."
Su Yi put down the teacup, looked at Song Meihui and said, "You Korean doctors dare to steal the Greenwood Ring and Greenwood Cauldron from Baihua Valley. What other shameless things can you not do?"
"you……"
Song Meihui was once again angered by Su Yi's words. She pointed at Su Yi: "It's useless to talk more. Then we should prove with our strength whether acupuncture is better in your country or in South Korea!"
"Meihui, don't be too harsh. After all, this is Dazhou. We should save some face for Mr. Su."
Park Shengtai smiled and nodded to Su Yi, then he, Park Chuanyu and others greeted everyone to sit down, and the two of them also walked to the main seat.
"Everyone, let's consider this as a way to cheer everyone up. Let Song Meihui learn Master Su Yisu's acupuncture techniques."
Park Shengtai narrowed his eyes and made a gesture of invitation.
Su Yi stood up slowly. He walked to the middle of the hall and glanced at Song Meihui in front of him: "How do you want to compete?"
Song Meihui smiled disdainfully and said, "Have you ever heard of the flying needle technique?"
Her question made Fu Dongqing and several other medical officers from the Imperial Hospital laugh.
"The flying needle technique is a lost acupuncture technique of my great Zhou Dynasty. How come you, a woman from a foreign country in Korea, can still understand this peerless medical technique?"
Fu Dongqing's words attracted Song Meihui's sneer: "Ignorance, Da Zhou's acupuncture came from our country, you lost it, but our country is still passing it on, I..."
She said very proudly: "Just use the flying needle technique to show you people in Dazhou."
When the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty heard this, they all looked surprised.
But the medical officers at the Royal Hospital all looked at Su Yi, because they all knew that Su Yi was also proficient in the flying needle technique.
Song Meihui glanced at the guard on the side. She waved to the guard and asked him to stand more than ten steps away from her.
Then she raised her arm, only to see a silver needle fly out and stab the other person's shoulder directly. The guard covered his arm in surprise: "I, why can't I move my arm?"
Song Meihui smiled and said: "Don't panic, I just sealed your blood with a needle..."
As she spoke, she looked at the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, while staring at Fu Dongqing and others: "Did you see it? This is the flying needle technique!"
Fu Dongqing and others were also stunned, and several medical officers even whispered: "Does she know how to fly needles?"
"It's impossible. This is supposed to be a long-lost secret. Looking around the entire Zhou Dynasty, I only heard of one person mastering it."
All the medical officers couldn't help but look at Su Yi.
Song Meihui also turned to look at him and said, "Su Yi, how are you?"
"Not so good? What you are doing is not medicine at all, but martial arts. You rely on your internal strength to pierce the opponent's acupuncture points with silver needles, and you dare to talk about the flying needle technique. It is really making people laugh!"
