When Ni Bin watched Wang Dachun treat his illness, his face was a little disdainful at first, but his expression changed as he watched.
Because Wang Dachun's treatment methods are very varied, he has never seen many of them, let alone seen them, or even heard them.
Many times the disease can be cured by hand.
This guy is really unfathomable, no wonder Hu Yuantu asked him to take his place.
At this moment, a few strong men suddenly walked in from outside. These men were wearing coats and hats. As soon as they came in, they shouted carelessly: "Where is the doctor? Please treat our boss quickly!"
The leader's face turned sallow, he sat down on a chair, shook the snowflakes from his hat, and raised his thighs directly to the table, looking very arrogant.
No need to ask, these people are here to cause trouble at first sight.
Ni Bin and others often open free clinics, but they have never seen anyone so rude. They were immediately furious, "Who are you? How can you be so rude!"
The man moved his legs again, and this time he crossed his thighs. He said angrily: "Why, you didn't open the door to let us see a doctor, otherwise you should just close the door!"
Ni Bin and others were extremely angry, "You..."
Wang Dachun waved his hand to signal Ni Bin and others to calm down, then looked at the man and said, "What's wrong with you?"
The man rolled his neck and said, "I don't feel comfortable anywhere!"
Wang Dachun chuckled, "Oh, then it seems like you're in need of a beating!"
"Pfft...haha..."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
The middle-aged man was furious, "Boy, what did you say!"
Wang Dachun chuckled and said: "I said you are mentally ill. You should go to a mental hospital for your illness. It can't be cured here."
The man slapped the table, "Baga! Seeking death!"
Several other people also stared at Wang Dachun angrily, as if they were ready to pounce on him and tear him to pieces at any time.
Everyone was stunned, "You little devil!"
Wang Dachun sneered in his heart. He had long seen that these guys were from Japan. He was too familiar with these Japanese people.
These people are born with a kind of aloofness and unruly nature.
Those people laughed loudly, "We have a showdown, we are from the Japanese Empire Jinyi Co., Ltd."
Wang Dachun squinted his eyes, "Tell me what your purpose is. We in China have always been friends who have wine when they come, and jackals who have shotguns when they come."
The middle-aged man at the head said proudly: "My lord Ono Funzo, I heard that your Chinese medicine doctor's silver needle technique is very powerful, so we came here to see it."
Ni Bin hummed: "Your Jinyi Co., Ltd. is also a traditional Chinese medicine institution. If my guess is correct, your traditional Chinese medicine was passed down from China."
"Hmph, so what. There is an old saying in China that a person is better than a person who has a skill. Today we are going to challenge your silver needle technique."
After Ono Funzo finished speaking, a man immediately handed over a wooden box. The wooden box was opened, and inside were rows of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.
There are so many types, it seems there are dozens of them.
Ni Bin and others gasped. There were many types of silver needles that they had never seen before.
Obviously, after the silver needle technique of traditional Chinese medicine was introduced to Japan, it was promoted by them.
However, the Silver Needle technique on the Chinese side is still stuck in its ways, with basically no changes.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly some of the silver needles in the wooden box flew up and flew directly towards Ni Bin's door.
Just when it was about to hit Ni Bin's face, it suddenly flew up against his hair and hit the wall behind.
Ni Bin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "How is that possible! Is this the legendary god-controlled needle?"
"Oh my god, this is using gods to control needles!"
Everyone exclaimed, how could anyone reach such a state now!
"hateful!"
The silver needle that Ono Funzo showed just now flew past Ni Bin's face and slapped everyone hard.
This is a naked slap in the face!
Ono Funzo laughed proudly, "How about it, who of you dares to compete with me?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. How could this compare? The little devil had obviously come prepared, and who could have the ability to control needles with God?
At least no one on the Chinese Council can do it. Only Vice Chairman Zhong Jiaguo can control the needle with his energy.
But the two are not on the same level at all and cannot be compared.
Ono Funami curled her lips, "Why, there's not even one person in this huge Council of Traditional Chinese Medicine who dares to compete with me? What a bunch of wimps!"
"Yeah, I think we should just close the door!"
"I think the council should just change its name to wimps."
"Hahahaha..." Several other Japanese people also looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Everyone jumped in anger, "You..."
Wang Dachun sneered, "It's ridiculous that you dare to try your best with this little trick. Let me compete with you!"
Ono Funzo stared at Wang Dachun and laughed, "Haha, I think there is really no one here, and you actually found a young man to come out. I think he is planning to break the pot!"
Wang Dachun sneered, "You are wrong, because a scum like you doesn't need seniors to take action. A young man like me is enough to deal with you."
"Arrogant! Just because you want to compete with me, I don't believe you can control needles with your spirit."
Ono Funzo never believed that the young people in front of him could do it. This time, their company, Jinyi Co., Ltd., was specifically here to cause trouble.
After all, even in their Japanese country, there are only one or two people who can control needles with gods.
The traditional Chinese medicine here in China is now in a state of decline. How can there still be such a person?
Wang Dachun laughed loudly, "It's just a small way of using gods to control needles. Almost everyone here can do it!"
Ono Funzo almost fell, everyone does it? Why don't you go to heaven?
Wang Dachun turned his hand, and a flat box appeared in his hand. When the box was opened, it was densely packed with all kinds of silver needles, no less different than those of Ono Funzo.
"Your name is Ono Thursday, right? How can we compete?"
Ono Funa grinned, "My name is Ono Funa! Let's compete with who can control the most silver needles."
Wang Dachun nodded, "Whatever, you can compete in any way you want. Anyway, I will win no matter what."
Ono Funzo almost choked to death, "Stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"
Wang Dachun waved his hand, "This is more troublesome. Just tell me how many silver needles you can control at one time!"
Ono Fusazo said: "Ten of them!" It is not easy to separate the spiritual thoughts into ten strands.
Wang Dachun smiled disdainfully, "Only ten? Then don't compete and admit defeat. How dare you come to China to run wild with your level?"
Ono Funzo snorted coldly, "Who doesn't know how to brag? How many silver needles can you control?"
Wang Dachun said: "I don't know, anyway, it must be more than ten, but I guess twenty or thirty should be fine. How about you just admit defeat!"
He was right. He could control more than a dozen silver needles before he broke through to the master level, and now he must have more.
