The sunlight shines through the white window screen and falls obliquely to the ground, forming a bright spot of light.

There were a lot of people in the room, but they were all very quiet.

Mina was lying quietly on the bed with her back exposed, looking slightly nervous, not because of her naked back, but because of her last diagnosis.

Qin Yang sat beside the bed, spreading his needle bag in front of him, revealing thirteen long and short silver needles inserted on it.

Sitting next to Qin Yang was an old man with a little white hair, in his sixties, looking at the silver needle in front of Qin Yang with a picky look, with deep suspicion in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't believe in the problem that so many experts could not solve. This little guy, who was only 20 years old, could be cured by these dozen silver needles alone?

Isn't this nonsense?

If it is really that simple, should I retire directly?

No wonder this old man thought so. If a doctor in his forties or fifties was sitting in front of him, perhaps he would have less suspicion, but Qin Yang was only twenty years old...

What can you do at the age of twenty?

Qin Yang did not directly apply the needle, but pressed it lightly with his fingers and started down from below Mina's shoulders and spine.

“Does there feel here?”

"have."

"Where is here?"

“It doesn’t feel obvious.”

"here?"

"No feeling."

Qin Yang's movements were not impatient or impatient, moving little by little, and he had to confirm his previous diagnosis.

After pressing Mina's back with his fingers, Qin Yang pulled out a long silver needle and said softly: "Madam, there may be a little pain next, please hold it back, and you must also express your feelings most intuitively."

Mina lay on the bed, her voice softly: "Okay."

Kenrat looked at the long silver needle in Qin Yang's hand, his eyelids jumped slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Connie next to him, with a slight worry in his eyes.

Connie had no worries at all, but instead looked at Qin Yang with anticipation and excitement, her eyes lit up.

When she was in China before, she didn’t see Qin Yang using needles with her own eyes. Now she can see it with her own eyes, so how could she miss it?

Just as Qin Yang picked up the silver needle and was about to point it at Mina's back, the white-haired old man frowned and shouted, "Wait!"

Qin Yang's silver needle stopped in the air, turned his head to look at the old man: "Hmm?"

The old man with white hair asked in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "I'm going to use silver needle to pierce the acupoint to see if my wife's spinal nerves are damaged."

The white-haired old man looked at the long silver needle with silver light: "Are you going to use this silver needle to pierce the body?"

Qin Yang nodded calmly: "Yes."

The old man with white hair said in a deep voice: "If such a long needle is pierced, what should I do if there is a problem with the piercing? The wife is noble. Can you afford this responsibility?"

Qin Yang took back his hand and chuckled, "If there is a problem with the piercing, I naturally cannot afford to pay the responsibility, but I am 100% sure there will be no problem."

The old man with white hair insisted: "But what if?"

Qin Yang shook his head and no longer argued with the old man with white hair. Instead, he turned his eyes and fell on Kenrat's face.

Qin Yang didn't say anything, but the meaning contained in his eyes was very clear.

Or not?

Kenlat was also a little horrified. There was no way to prick the acupoints. This is the practice of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. There is no such thing in the entire Ingres.

Kenrat hesitated for a second, pointed to the old man with gray hair, and whispered: "This is Dr. Aras, who works at the Royal College of Medicine in England."

Qin Yang smiled and his expression remained unchanged: "The treatment method I used is two systems that are connected to your Western medicine treatment method. Although it is connected, there are differences. If I don't have an injection, I can't treat it."

Kenrat asked, “Is there no other way to replace it?”

Qin Yang glanced at Dr. Alas next to him and smiled: "If it could be replaced, maybe I wouldn't have to appear here."

Alas next to him suddenly showed a little anger on his face, and he naturally understood what Qin Yang looked like.

If you can all do it, will I still need to fly from China?

Isn’t your doctors in Ingle too trash?

Kenrat's beloved wife was a little worried. After all, if Qin Yang was just taking medicine, he could also consult other experts on the medicine or treatment methods prescribed by Qin Yang, but others don't understand Qin Yang's treatment methods. What if it is really damaged?

Qin Yang was not angry, after all, he had encountered such a situation before.

Before, he went to treat those old people in Zhonghai. Wasn't Long Yue taking it? Otherwise, others would ask him to treat it?

Who is not afraid of such a long needle pricking on a person?

When Connie heard the conversation between several people, she became anxious and said anxiously: "Uncle, Qin Yang came from thousands of miles away and even made a special trip to treat his aunt's injuries. Even the surgeons of the major hospital praised his acupuncture. Even if it cannot be cured, there will be no problem. Please believe Qin Yang."

Before Kenrat could speak, Mina, who was lying down, said gently: "Mr. Qin, it doesn't matter. Just show it. I believe Connie and you."

Mina said this, and Kenrat stopped stopping her, as if she was worried about Qin Yang being angry, and explained: "Mr. Qin, I am just worried about my wife's injury, not doubting your medical skills. Please don't take it to your heart."

Qin Yang smiled calmly: "I can understand, then I... got the needle?"

Kenlat reached out and made a gesture of asking for help.

Qin Yang picked up the silver needle and cleanly lowered it. He watched the long silver needle pierce Mina's back. Everyone present opened their eyes wide, and Alas even stared at Qin Yang's hand and silver needle without blinking for a moment.

Although Mina spoke so hard that he could not stop him, he still did not believe that Qin Yang could treat Mina at all.

Qin Yang asked while inquiring while applying the needle, and even passed a trace of internal energy to stimulate the acupoints.

About twenty minutes later, Qin Yang finally completed the examination and pulled out the silver needle.

Connie was most nervous and asked anxiously: "Qin, how about it?"

Qin Yang wiped the tiny blood beads that popped up from Mina's back and smiled and said, "It's almost the same as what I expected before. It's a bit troublesome, but it can be cured. It probably takes one and a half months to two months."

Connie said in surprise: “Can you stand up?”

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Well, if you can stand and walk in two months, and then take good care of yourself, you should be the same as ordinary people in half a year."
Chapter completed!