"You're treating?"

"What a joke, you definitely can't treat this disease."

Fang Qing's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Dong Dazhi was going to treat this disease.

"I also think that such a disease cannot be cured at all. If you cannot treat it well, you will completely deprive you of your qualification to participate."

"And, you must have the treatment effect today, now, within an hour, otherwise, you will lose.

Although it is a long time to treat diseases, no one of us wants to wait for you for that long.”

Tang Guding said.

"That's right, whoever wants to wait for you for so long and the treatment will be effective within an hour will trust you."

Cheng Mo also said quickly.

Several of them were aggressive and a little aggressive.

"good."

"You say one hour, then one hour."

Dong Dazhi nodded and agreed immediately.

"Hmph, then I want to see what you have."

Fang Qing and others laughed and sat there, looking at Dong Dazhi coldly, waiting to see Dong Dazhi's jokes.

After all, this disease is very rare. It is very difficult to diagnose and give a name, and Fang Qing did it.

And treatment is basically even more impossible.

“Acupuncture.”

Dong Dazhi took out his silver needle and placed it on the table next to him, looking at the patient in front of him.

The patient is already dying. If he doesn't treat him, he may not be able to live long.

“Acupuncture?”

"I seem to have seen this acupuncture bag somewhere."

"Yes, it seems that I have seen this somewhere, where is it from?"

"What a familiar look."

When they saw Dong Dazhi's acupuncture bag, these old doctors, including Tang Guding, were surprised and exclaimed.

"By the way, you said before that you are Ye Erzhi's son. This silver needle bag is indeed used by Ye Erzhi back then."

Tang Guding suddenly said.

"Ye Erqi's son?"

"Is this kid actually Ye Erzhi's son?"

Hearing Tang Guding's words, the old doctors around all exclaimed.

"Ye Erf's son?

Not that..." Fang Qing was also slightly stunned, recalling the name Ye Erzhi, but he couldn't remember who Ye Erzhi was.

"Ye Erzhi is a famous doctor here. However, something happened a few years ago, and now he has become a useless person."

One of the old doctors said.

"Yes, if he was Ye Erzhi's son, it would be a little hard to say."

Another old doctor said.

If it was Ye Erzhi, they would still be a little expectant, because Ye Erzhi is so famous, especially famous is his acupuncture technique, two fingers and one needle, no one in the world is called a doctor! "No, I'm not."

Dong Dazhi shook his head.

"I have also heard of Mr. Ye Erzhi's name, but I have nothing to do with him.

I just bought a bag, maybe by chance, I bought his one.”

Dong Dazhi smiled faintly.

"That's right, how could he be Ye Erzhi's son? His name is Zhou Zhi, and not Ye Zhi."

Tang Guoguo hurried out to smooth things over.

"No?"

"If not, forget it, I thought it was Ye Erqi's son."

After hearing Dong Dazhi's denial, these people did not ask. After all, they were just an acupuncture bag, not a special thing, and some of them seemed to be unable to prove anything.

It depends on the next method.

If the acupuncture technique is Ye Erzhi's technique, Dong Dazhi's identity can be determined.

"Foot Shaoyin."

Dong Dazhi lowered his head and quickly took action in the silver needle in his hand. However, his technique was not like Ye Erzhi, which was twisted into his body, but seemed to have some brute force. After stabbing in, he pressed down with one finger.

This was Dong Dazhi's intentional change of his method, so that others could not see the relationship between him and Ye Erzhi. Dong Dazhi still remembered his father's advice and tried not to reveal his identity to others.

"This technique is... too violent."

"Yes, it's different from Ye Erqi's technique. It seems that he is not Ye Erqi's son."

"But this technique still looks interesting. Going in quickly is too fast."

Several old doctors were whispering there, evaluating the problem of Dong Dazhi's techniques.

Tang Guding also frowned slightly. This technique was not Ye Erqi's technique. Someone once learned Ye Erqi's technique, but found that he could not learn it at all.

Ye Erqi's acupuncture technique is also unique, and it is said that it will not be passed down by his own children.

The Ye family has always been a single lineage, and that technique is unique to the Ye family. However, Dong Dazhi used it not unique to the Ye family, so they all ruled out this idea.

"What's the use of such a violent method?"

"I'm afraid I'm not going to kill the patient."

Fang Qing laughed and sneered at Dong Dazhi's technique.

However, Dong Dazhi didn't care. He continued to perform the needle and inserted eight consecutive needles into the patient's body. Four of them were long needles, which were inserted into the core position of the patient's affected area and directly entered the position of the tumor.

Dong Dazhi even used his fingers to transmit energy and brought vital energy into the patient's tumor.

"puff!"

A strong sour smell came from the acupuncture position that Dong Dazhi inserted, and a ball of liquid flowed out from that place. The sour smell was exactly what this liquid emitted.

"So smelly!"

"What did you do? Did you kill the patient?"

Fang Qingli was closest to him, so he quickly covered his nose, took a few steps back, and hid far away.

“What a big smell!”

Several other judges, including Tang Guding, also covered their noses to avoid the smell.

However, Dong Dazhi quickly took out a tissue, wiped off the liquid, and pressed the needle a few more times to drain all the liquid.

After all the tissues were wiped clean, the tissues were thrown into the trash can, and the smell slowly dissipated.

And the smell on the patient's body is getting smaller and smaller.

At this time, Dong Dazhi pulled out several silver needles, wiped them with a special disinfection tissue, and put them in his silver needle bag.

"alright."

"Not an hour, in just a few minutes, the tumor in his body had been dealt with by me."

Dong Dazhi stood there, looking down at the patient. At this moment, the patient seemed to have improved a little, opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

"It's you..." "Is it you who saved me?"

The patient opened his mouth, a little excited, and asked carefully at Dong Dazhi.

"Yes, your illness is cured now, but you can't stand up yet. It will take about a week before you can fully recover."

Dong Dazhi nodded slightly. After treating a patient, his mood improved a lot.
Chapter completed!