Old Chen was stunned. Before he could finish his words, Xue Yang directly objected, which immediately made his face look a little unpleasant.

Even Wen Rujun has already agreed with Su Han's level. So what's the problem with him recommending Su Hanjin to become an expert in the field of traditional Chinese medicine?

Su Han also turned to look at Xue Yang, as if this old senior had always been unfriendly to him.

He didn't say anything. This time he came here not for this false reputation.

But Xue Yang is obviously still questioning himself!

"Old Chen, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to sing a different tune with you. This association has the rules of the association. Look at us, which one is under fifty?"

Xue Yang glanced at Su Han, still suspicious on his face, turned to look at Mr. Chen, and deliberately smiled: "It's not appropriate to let a young boy come in, right?"

He looked at Mr. Chen, which made Mr. Chen's face turn red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xue Yang shook his head and waved his hand, "Many people have done a lot of things on paper. If you can cure diseases by talking, then this Chinese medicine is really too ridiculous."

That sentence on paper is clearly Su Han.

"Old Xue, you!" When Mr. Chen heard this, he felt that he was too much and wanted to go up to argue with Xue Yang, but was pulled by Su Han.

"Forget it, Mr. Chen." Su Han glanced at Xue Yang, and said nothing, but just smiled, "Mr. Xue is right. He is really not qualified to become a Chinese medicine expert. He said it very reasonably."

Su Han didn't want Mr. Chen to quarrel with Xue Yang for himself.

He didn't care much about this so-called title of traditional Chinese medicine expert. For him, having enough medical skills to help patients relieve their illness is more important than anything else.

As for the names of those experts and professors, they are just false names.

Su Han didn't care, but Old Chen was very angry. He invited Su Han, but he just wanted to absorb such a young man in. Why is Lao Xue so unreasonable?

"Old Chen, don't be angry. It's still at the exchange meeting, so many people are watching." Su Han took the overall situation into consideration and didn't want to be as knowledgeable as Xue Yang.

Old Chen snorted and sat down angrily, without looking at Xue Yang. This old bastard is really too much!

Wen Rujun also waved his hand quickly, not wanting to make the situation tense. They can talk about these things when the meeting is over.

Seeing that Su Han knew about the overall situation, Wen Rujun had a better impression of him and had already made a decision in his heart.

The atmosphere of the on-site meeting became slightly serious.

"Okay, OK, the purpose of the exchange meeting is to promote each other. Only when there is controversy can we think of problems and solve them."

Wen Rujun laughed, looked at everyone, and said, "Since everyone has said what they should say, then practice it, and show their own medical skills. How about it?"

Hearing this, the patient who had been waiting there for a long time in the audience could no longer hold back.

They came here for a long time to find these old Chinese doctors to take care of them.

These people who come here usually have difficult and complicated diseases, and some are even terminally ill and have no hope. When they come here, they just try their luck and try to treat them alive.

"Help me, miracle doctor! miracle doctor, save me!"

A man rushed up, his eyes were red, and he knelt down with a plop: "Dear doctors, please help me, my father's illness...the doctors in those hospitals are helpless!"

He pointed at the old man in a wheelchair and cried.

After waiting for so long, he finally got the chance, so he didn't want to miss it.

"Push your father up."

Representatives of several schools stood up and could see a little when they saw the old man's expression.

The few of them looked at each other, and before the others could speak, Xue Yang had already stood up: "I'll do it."

As he said this, he also glanced at Su Han, and the meaning was very obvious.

Talking about war on paper is nothing. It is hard power to truly cure diseases!

Young people should have the self-knowledge of young people. Don’t rely on understanding some basic knowledge and really take yourself seriously!

Seeing that Xue Yang was about to take action to treat the disease, Su Han also looked over carefully.

"This Xue Yang is the representative of the school of attacking evil. Their school has an acupuncture method inherited from the ancestral acupuncture, called the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. It means that as long as they put the needle, even if the person has already gone to the Ghost Gate, they can still be saved!"

Although he was not satisfied with Xue Yang's opposition just now, Mr. Chen still admired Xue Yang's medical skills.

He has to be angry about things and people, and he has to be angry about what he should agree with, and he has to be angry about what he should be angry about.

Listening to Mr. Chen's explanation, Su Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

The method of acupuncture is indeed a very skillful technique in traditional Chinese medicine practice. Even if it uses Qi to control acupuncture, it is a type of acupuncture.

It’s just his needle, it’s mysterious energy!

It is convenient to use acupuncture, and it also has other effects that other acupuncture cannot do. Su Han has a strong say in this acupuncture method.

Su Han nodded, said nothing, just watched seriously.

Thirteen needles from the Ghost Gate sound amazing!

Xue Yang walked up to the old man, asked him to stretch out his hand, and after taking the pulse seriously, he pondered for a moment, and then said aloud: "This disease is indeed a bit troublesome. The cerebral thrombosis is quite serious, causing blood vessels in the lower limbs to be blocked and pressing the nerves, so he can't stand up. Even if it is modern medical surgery, the risk is extremely high. No wonder no hospital dares to take action, but it is nothing to me in the evil school."

There was a hint of compassion and pride on his face, and he spoke lightly: "Just use my Thirteen Needles to apply the needle for your father, and prescribe another prescription, and you will recover."

When the man heard this, he immediately knelt down to Xue Yang and kowtowed respectfully: "Please ask the miracle doctor to take action!"

"I miss you as a filial son, so I will give you a needle for your father once!" Xue Yang did not take action easily. With his identity, few people are worthy of his personal attack.

But today, he also wanted Su Han to see what a real Chinese medicine expert should look like!

"Get the needle!" Xue Yang shouted lightly, and his apprentice immediately took out a gilded box from the bag he carried with him, which seemed to be very old.

The apprentice respectfully opened the needle box. Suddenly, there were a row of golden needles inside, which made people dizzy when they looked at it.

Xue Yang glanced his finger and asked the old man to take off his clothes. His eyes instantly became sharp. He stared at the old man's back and his fingers quickly rose.

A few golden needles were in his hands, like flowers, seemingly disorganized, but with a hint of mystery.

Wen Rujun and others couldn't help but nod and were amazed.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are indeed well-deserved!"

"Indeed, Lao Xue's move is really clever. He grasps the position, strength, and timing of the needle in a very exquisite way!"

Representatives of several other schools were praised, and even Mr. Chen had to admire that Xue Yang's thirteen needles were really amazing.

Only Su Han, who looked at it seriously, frowned. In his eyes, light flashed, as if a sophisticated scanner recorded Xue Yang's technique of needle just now and kept replaying it in his mind.

Xue Yang had finished the needle, and everyone was already stunned. His face was full of pride. No one could match his own formation!

"You thirteen squirts from the Ghost Gate, you should have one less squirt." Su Han looked at Xue Yang and said seriously.
Chapter completed!