Yang Jinwu sneered. He thought Jiang Ning and others were directing and acting here, trying to force him to save people.
"you…"
At this time, Qin Buju's face was red with anger and he wanted to argue with this man, but his grandfather stopped him.
"grandfather…"
Qin Buju looked angry.
"fine…"
Qin Yuanchao smiled, his body getting weaker and weaker.
Of course he didn't believe in this medicine king, but he believed in Jiang Ning.
Qin Yuanchao took the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Qin Yuanchao's face, and they did not dare to relax at all.
The people of Luo Village felt their hearts in their throats.
Qin Yuanchao's face gradually regained its color after taking this elixir.
"Hahaha, you see, as long as I, the King of Medicine, take action, there is no one who cannot be saved."
"Young man, what else do you have to say?"
Yang Jinwu laughed. After taking this pill, Mr. Qin's expression returned to normal.
There is no need for medical observation, it has been proven that this medicine is very effective!
This time, why don't you slap this charlatan in the face?
Jiang Ning shook his head slightly, not even bothering to look at this arrogant man. He took out the silver needle in his hand, ready to help at any time.
"Hmph, the King of Medicine is the King of Medicine. Unlike some people who are just pretending to be here, if only the King of Medicine had been let go..."
"puff!"
Before Luo Shaojie could finish his words, Qin Yuanchao spurted out a mouthful of old blood, directly spraying Yang Jinwu all over him.
"this…"
Yang Jinwu panicked for a while, ignored the blood stains, and hurriedly knelt down to check the problem.
He glared and used his medical eyes to check again, but nothing could be found.
Yang Jinwu was completely panicked. He squatted on the ground and checked his pulse and heartbeat, but he couldn't figure out the reason.
At this moment, Mr. Qin's symptoms were getting worse and worse, and he was bleeding from all his orifices.
"Qin Yuanchao..."
Luo Fengjuan couldn't sit still anymore and finally put down her airs, with a worried look on her face.
Then, she coldly said angrily to Yang Jinwu: "Mr. Yaowang, what's going on? If Qin Yuanchao dies here, you and I will both suffer! Do you know!"
Luo Fengjuan said harsh words on the surface, but in fact, she was most worried about Qin Yuanchao's comfort.
This man was willing to take risks in order to save her, and she...has already forgiven him!
"This, this...Old Madam, I, I don't know either. Mr. Qin's pulse is extremely messy and he is not going to die soon..."
"I know, it must be this charlatan who has used some means secretly... Yes, that must be the case, you..."
Yang Jinwu also panicked. Thinking that he was going to kill an old commander, he was so frightened that he quickly shied away the blame.
"Shut your mouth..."
"Master Jiang, you have a way to cure..."
Before Luo Fengjuan finished speaking, Qin Yuanchao, who was bleeding from all his orifices, suddenly said in a cold voice: "If you promise... to let... Mr. Jiang save you, I will... live. Otherwise... die!"
At this time, Qin Yuanchao was seriously ill and out of breath. Even at this time, he was still so stubborn.
Everyone couldn't help but admire him.
"Mother, you... must put the overall situation first!"
Luo Shaojie also panicked. As the leader of the second village, he knew how important this moment was.
"Treat, I'll let him heal...Qin Yuanchao, you can't die!"
In the face of life and death, Luo Fengjuan could no longer pretend. This time, she gave in.
"Also, to heal you, I want half of the winter ginseng..."
Qin Yuanchao said through gritted teeth with his last breath.
"Go and get the winter ginseng...I promise you!"
Luo Fengjuan didn't think anything about it at the moment and ordered Luo Shaojie to get the winter ginseng.
When Yang Jinwu saw this, he was relieved.
Anyway, if the person doesn't die in his hands, then it has nothing to do with him. When the time comes, the Qin family will have excuses to trouble him.
As for…
Hum, Qin Yuanchao is in such a state that he is certain to die. Can this kid be cured? His status as Medicine King can really change hands!
Seeing that Mr. Qin was about to run out of gas, Jiang Ning took action at this critical moment, inserting a silver needle into Qin Yuanchao's heart.
"Well, are you sick?"
After one injection, Qin Yuanchao's condition did not improve, but got worse.
Yang Jinwu was the closest. After hearing Jiang Ning's words, he snorted coldly: "Huh, boy, did you mess up? I'll see how you end up!"
In Yang Jinwu's eyes, these people were just acting, but it was obvious that the acting was bad!
By the time…
"Haha, I also want to thank you. Originally, it would take a month for the injection to heal, but this medicine of yours... saves this time!"
Jiang Ning smiled half-heartedly, and inserted a few silver needles into Qin Yuanchao's body.
The acupuncture points pierced by the silver needles were filled with blood, and when Qin Yuanchao took a puff, dark red blood spurted all over Yang Jinwu.
Yang Jinwu's face turned dark. Is this symptom any different from before?
Qin Yuanchao is probably dead!
Anyway, if you ignore it, you will die in your own hands!
The people in Luo Village also held their breath at this moment, thinking that Mr. Qin was hopeless!
"Huh...Mr. Jiang, thank you, you saved my life again. Just now, I really felt that I couldn't survive!"
At this moment, Qin Yuanchao suddenly spoke.
His breathing was steady, and his pale face gradually returned to normal.
"Mr. Qin is so polite..."
Jiang Ning smiled and pulled out the needle smoothly.
"This is absolutely impossible! Such a chaotic pulse is obviously a sign of death. What the hell are you doing!"
Yang Jinwu's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. This was obviously beyond his understanding.
"Huh, just because you can't do it, doesn't mean others can't do it!"
Jiang Ning snorted coldly, passed by Yang Jinwu, and walked straight to Luo Fengjuan.
"Is he okay?"
Luo Fengjuan was also shocked.
"Yes, old lady, I will treat you right now..."
Jiang Ning said lightly, then took Luo Fengjuan's left hand and clasped two fingers on it.
"Xuan...finger...diagnose pulse!"
Yang Jinwu came back to his senses slightly. After seeing Jiang Ning's method, his eyes widened with shock.
Diagnosing the pulse with Xuanzhi is a legendary pulse diagnosis technique, and he only knew about it in ancient books.
Even his master couldn't do it with two fingers!
Xuanzhi pulse diagnosis is divided into four levels, of which four fingers are the lowest and one is the strongest...
Just as Yang Jinwu was thinking about it, the boss opened his mouth again and pointed... one finger!
Who is this Jiang Ning? He can actually diagnose the pulse with one finger!
In the world, there is nowhere to hide under a finger.
His medical eyes are not worth mentioning under this Xuanzhi pulse diagnosis!
"Fortunately, Madam, you can stand up in half an hour."
Jiang Ning smiled, picked up the silver needle and pricked Luo Fengjuan's wrist.
"Haha, Master Jiang, although you cured Xiao Qin, I know my disease very well... We have searched all over the world for famous doctors, but no one dares to say this... Although..."
Before Luo Fengjuan finished speaking, Jiang Ning interrupted: "That's because you didn't meet me earlier, madam. Otherwise, it would have been better..."
After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he gave another injection.
Luo Fengjuan smiled and said nothing, obviously not believing this.
But Medicine King Yang Jinwu, who was not far away, was already shocked beyond measure.
"Ghost doctor needle... Tianxuan needle... Dragon and Phoenix..."
The set of acupuncture techniques that have only been seen in ancient books are being displayed one by one.
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