One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

A row of silver needles was spread out.

Lin Ming took a deep breath and looked extremely serious.

This is also the first time he has used the silver needle. Although he has used such a technique countless times in his mind, there will be differences in the actual use.

Let the other party take off his shirt.

Lin Ming said, "It may be a little painful for the first time. Brother Qian, please bear with me a little."

The man surnamed Qian closed his eyes and said, "Come on."

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Lin Ming no longer hesitated, nodded solemnly, took out the first silver needle, and then dropped it toward the acupoint on the man's body.

hum!

Lin Ming's technique was extremely fast, from taking out the silver needle to landing on an acupuncture point on the chest of the man surnamed Qian, it took less than a blink of an eye.

"hiss!"

"What a quick way!"

"I'll go, the amateurs will watch the fun, the experts will watch the doorway, if you make a move, you will know if there is any."

After seeing this, everyone who followed up began to speak. Now, they are all slowly beginning to believe that Lin Ming is a person with real skills. Maybe, he can really cure the middle-aged man.

"Huh? Silence!"

Tan Shiyan looked at the people who followed and said softly.

Seeing this, everyone closed their mouths.

The person applying acupuncture needs to concentrate fully and not be disturbed by foreign objects. A little carelessness may lead to the wrong acupuncture point deviation. This deviation may cause disability or even death, with extremely serious consequences.

"Second stitch!"

Lin Ming looked extremely serious, spoke in a deep voice, and then quickly dropped the second needle.

"Third stitch!"

Immediately afterwards, the third needle fell. Of these three needles, one fell on the chest of the man surnamed Qian, the other fell on the forehead, and the other fell on the head.

"These three needles are mainly to close your consciousness first, so that you can't feel outside interference or pain."

Lin Ming muttered to himself and took a slight breath.

"For the next three injections, you must first remove the toxins accumulated in your body!"

Swish swish!

Lin Ming raised the needle and dropped it, he didn't even look at the silver needle, his eyes were fixed on the body of the man surnamed Qian.

Three needles dropped.

One needle fell on the face of the man surnamed Qian, another needle fell on the fingertip of the man surnamed Qian, and the other needle fell on the toes of the man surnamed Qian.

Buzz!

As if possessing magic power, after the three silver needles fell, they even vibrated in unison.

Immediately, a strand of black blood visible to the naked eye was forced out of the three silver needles and began to splash on the ground. There was not much black blood, but it exuded a stench.

Seeing this, everyone around them couldn't help covering their mouths and noses.

This smell is really too great.

Lin Ming didn't seem to smell the pungent smell, and his expression was still serious.

"The next three injections are to inhibit the spread of the stubborn toxins in your body."

The words fell, and three silver needles appeared in Lin Ming's hand.

Chi!

The three silver needles were like sharp swords piercing the air, and shot directly on the man's belly.

Under the action of the universal clairvoyant, Lin Ming saw that the signs of the spread of black spots in the man's body slowed down, until all of them stopped in the end.

"The last four stitches! Come back to life!"

Lin Ming spoke in a deep voice, his technique became extremely skilled at this moment, and landed on the man's abdomen again.

This position is exactly the position of the black source in the body of the man surnamed Qian.

Under the action of the universal clairvoyant, it can be seen that the black source, which was the size of a baby's fist, was quickly killed, and then stopped splitting and spreading.

Finally, under the action of the medicinal power, this group of black sources began to gradually weaken and decrease.

"call……"

After using the thirteen silver needles in his hand, Lin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The man surnamed Qian lying on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep, and was unaware of the outside world.

"Okay, just wait a few minutes."

Lin Ming looked at everyone and said slightly.

During this process, he was paying attention to the changes in the man's physical state.

The most obvious is the black blood forced out of the man's body, and the originally swollen cheeks are slowly returning to their original appearance.

"My God! This, like magic, is so amazing that it has changed back."

"Is this black blood and the thick water forced out of the face all toxins in the body? It smells so bad!"

"Who is this little genius doctor?"

"I don't know. It stands to reason that with such magical and clever means, it should be very famous, but I have never heard of such a person."

Unconsciously, everyone's views on Lin Ming changed, and even, in terms of title, they all changed from a young man at the beginning to a little genius doctor.

At this time, Tan Shiyan looked at Lin Ming, but said with incomparable excitement, "Little friend, what you did just now was the thirteen hands of a ghost doctor!?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Lin Ming raised his brows slightly, looked at Tan Shiyan, and said with a smile, "Old Tan knows the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand?"

Originally, he thought it was impossible for outsiders to know the magic tricks given by this system.

Now it seems that it should have been recorded long ago.

"Naturally, I know that this is a thousand-year-old inheritance of peerless medical skills!"

Tan Shiyan said excitedly: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that I would be able to see such medical skills in my lifetime!"

Everyone listened, but they were puzzled.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Old Tan, what are the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand?"

"Yes, Mr. Tan!"

"Looking at your excited appearance, is it difficult that these thirteen hands of ghosts are more powerful than your medical skills, Mr. Tan?"

Tan Shiyan listened, but shook his head slightly, and said, "Although our Tan family Rongshitang is a century-old medical family, it has been passed down for hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, but some medical skills have been dated and passed down to me. At that time, the original inheritance of medical skills will be long gone."

"And this ghost doctor's thirteen hands has been prosperous since the Han Dynasty, and it has been passed down through the ages!"

"I really want to talk about the historical background, our Rongshitang can't compare with this ghost doctor's thirteen hands."

"This ghost doctor has thirteen hands, but it claims to have the magical effect of life and death. As long as there is still a breath, it can be rescued. This is a magical medical skill that can kill and rob people in the hands of the King of Hell!"

When talking about this, Tan Shiyan looked at Lin Ming and said with a smile: "Little friend, I have an unkind request, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Lin Ming smiled and said, "If Mr. Tan has any requirements, please say so."

Tan Shiyan heard the words, looked at Lin Ming, and said earnestly, "Can I take my little friend as my teacher?"

"Um?"

When Lin Ming heard the words, his expression changed slightly.

Whoa!

After hearing the words of the surrounding people, they were instantly shocked.

(End of this chapter)