"Apprentice, medical skills are not practiced behind closed doors. If any of them want to learn it, we don't need to be stingy. It's up to them how much they can learn!"
Wang Xiaojie grinned, then looked at everyone in the audience, and continued: "Everyone, if you are interested, you can take photos and videos, and be sure to study it carefully when you go back! I will only use it once, how much you can learn depends on your talent. ”
His words made everyone present frown.
They couldn't tell whether Wang Xiaojie was lying or not.
It can be said that what he did was to slap the Tong family in the face.
Make them feel ashamed.
However, what Wang Xiaojie did seemed to have no effect.
Tong Yukun pulled his neck and recorded the video.
Song Lao squinted his eyes, preparing to take a closer look.
He was still very confident that he could capture every move of Wang Xiaojie.
"I'm going to start!"
Wang Xiaojie grinned, and then started holding the silver needle, ready to take action.
He put his hands together and soon found clear lines on the model's body.
This was entirely his intention.
Just to let people understand his acupuncture skills.
With the blessing of spiritual energy in his body.
The silver needles in his hands seemed to come alive, turning into silver snakes that wandered around the model's body.
That is to say, under his performance, the model was surrounded by silver rays of light.
Everyone below looked at Wang Xiaojie's acupuncture skills with wide eyes.
This is just a model, it can have such a miraculous effect, so what if it is a real person!
They couldn't imagine that this was Wang Xiaojie's strength.
Those who did not have the opportunity to participate in the National Medical Competition saw this situation and gained a new understanding of Wang Xiaojie's medical skills.
"Holy crap, did I see a swimming dragon!"
"No, that's anger!"
"Wang Xiaojie knows how to control Qi? This is also a lost medical skill!"
"..."
Everyone couldn't understand the medical skills performed by Wang Xiaojie at all, and could only make random guesses on the sidelines.
No one reacted until Wang Xiaojie stopped.
"Well done!"
It was at this moment that a familiar voice came from the audience.
Everyone looked over and found that Mr. Ji was applauding, and they all followed suit.
Ji Shufen on the side supported Mr. Ji and slowly walked forward.
"Dr. Wang, your twelve Meridian needles have improved again!"
Ji Shufen also gave Wang Xiaojie a thumbs up and praised him profusely.
"Aunt Ji, you're too generous. It's just a small skill."
Wang Xiaojie grinned, then looked at Mr. Song beside him, grinned and said, "Song Lao, please invite me too!"
"Humph, come on!"
Song Lao snorted coldly, then looked at everyone and walked directly onto the stage.
He also took out the silver needle and started acupuncture seriously.
As he fell down one after another, it was the same as Wang Xiaojie's before.
but.
Everyone in the audience also cheered.
Only Mr. Ji frowned, looking at Song Lao's acupuncture technique, and frowned slightly: "He's not quite right."
"Dad, it seems something is really wrong. If the two injections he had before were inserted, there would probably be problems."
Ji Shufen also looked at Song Lao and followed.
After a while, Mr. Song also finished the acupuncture.
He turned around and looked at everyone, looking at everyone as if he wanted to take credit.
"Song Lao is perfect, not inferior to the speed of young people!"
"The strength is just right!"
"Unlike some people, all the bells and whistles may not be useful!"
"..."
Everyone saw Song Lao performing acupuncture throughout the whole process. His acupuncture skills were exactly the same as Wang Xiaojie's.
There is no problem at all.
"No, Tong Songlin! Your acupuncture is wrong! There were at least twelve needles just wrong, and they were inserted wrongly!"
While everyone was boasting, Mr. Ji stood up, walked up and down, pointed at the place where Song Lao had just applied the acupuncture, and then said: "Look carefully at these two acupuncture needles, can they be pierced like you? Isn't this necessary?" Does it make people’s blood flow back?”
His words caused an uproar among everyone present.
Many people looked over seriously. ,
"Yeah, you can't use needles like this!"
"Yes, this is the most basic principle. How could he get it wrong!"
"..."
After listening to Mr. Ji's words, everyone finally came to their senses and stepped forward to check carefully. Only then did they realize that there was something wrong with Song Lao's acupuncture.
"That's what Wang Xiaojie did just now! What could I have done wrong!"
Song Lao glared at everyone and went directly to Wang Xiaojie's model. The needle he pointed at was exactly the same as his own.
"Hmph, everyone, I gave these two injections as a ghost in reverse. They should actually look like this!"
Wang Xiaojie did not explain, but pulled out three needles in one breath and put them back in, so that everyone could see clearly.
"This...this is right!"
"This is so wonderful! Why didn't you see it just now?"
"..."
After everyone saw Wang Xiaojie's two injections, they started talking one after another.
"Song Lao! Aren't you the descendant of the Twelve Meridian Needles? How come you can get these two basic needles wrong?"
Wang Xiaojie looked at Tong Songlin and then mocked: "Didn't you say that my ancestors stole the Twelve Ziwu Needles of your Tong family? Why do you, as the most prestigious person in the Tong family today, not even the most powerful of the Tong family's Twelve Needles? Are the two basic needles wrong?"
"You...I...you are just playing dirty tricks! You deliberately led me astray!"
After listening to Wang Xiaojie's words, Tong Songlin became anxious and began to make excuses for himself.
"Did I lead you astray? Mr. Song, please stop giving me such a high hat. How could I possibly lead you and deceive you!"
Wang Xiaojie shrugged, showing a harmless look, and then looked at Mr. Ji: "Mr. Ji, take a look and see if there is anything fishy in this."
Here, Mr. Ji, a member of the Ji family, has the most say in the twelve needles of Ziwu.
Among the people sitting there, many people knew the situation of the Ji family.
"Wang Xiaojie, don't play tricks! You said you did it on purpose, and I said I did it on purpose!"
"If you want to frame me, you have your own way, but I can't argue with you. Who would have let your ancestors do it secretly in the first place!"
After hearing Wang Xiaojie's words, Tong Songlin started to scream.
He didn't care at all about Wang Xiaojie's tricks.
His words once again resonated with everyone.
"Yes, Wang Xiaojie's ancestor stole someone else's secret book. It's not surprising that he is better than the Tong family!"
"What you said makes sense, what Mr. Song said makes sense."
"..."
After listening to Tong Songlin's words, everyone began to turn against each other again.
They were determined to see Wang Xiaojie's joke.
