After hearing Wang Kang's words, everyone in the room was stunned. Do you want to save him? How do you save him? Are you a miracle doctor?

Even the imperial doctor, Dr. Hua, can't even do anything about it, you are crazy!

Several people shook their heads. Do you still want to spend money? It’s useless. No matter how rich you have, you can’t find someone who can save his life!

Wang Dingchang looked at Wang Kang and said, "Kang'er, there's really nothing he can do..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Kang. He said calmly: "You guys go out!"

No more ink traces. If you delay a moment, Su Zhe will be more dangerous. Time is life!

"Young Master Kang, it's really beyond help. We have tried our best!" Qian Yuan, a famous doctor in Yangzhou City, said.

"You can't save it, it doesn't mean I can't save it!" Wang Kang said coldly.

"Ha ha!"

After hearing this, Qian Yuan suddenly laughed. Not only him, but the other two doctors laughed.

I saw that this prodigal son was sick and was crazy about gaining and losing. Qian Yuan thought secretly.

The people here can be said to be the most skilled person in Yangzhou City, and the imperial doctor Hua was present.

None of them can do anything, you say you can save it? Isn’t this a joke?

It's simply shameless!

"Kang'er, is it..."

Wang Dingchang said again, he felt that his son seemed a little abnormal.

It’s not because of excessive guilt, I have hysteria!

"Father, don't say much, I can really save Su Zhe," Wang Kang waved his hand.

"Since you said you can save him, I'll ask you, what method are you going to use?" Qian Yuan asked disdainfully.

"Acupuncture!" Wang Kang said two words lightly!

"Haha!" Qian Yuan laughed again after hearing this, "Do you know what Dr. Hua is best at?"

"I tell you, what Doctor Hua is best at is acupuncture, and he is nicknamed, and a magic needle!"

"Even Doctor Hua has no choice, what can you do?"

In fact, he didn't say anything else. The method of acupuncture is profound and profound. There are very few people who can learn it, and what you learn is even more difficult. What kind of acupuncture can you do, a rich young master who is only eighteen years old?

I'm afraid you've never even seen him!

"How many types of acupuncture are used?" Dr. Hua asked at this time.

"Nine kinds!"

"Nine kinds?"

Qian Yuan smiled again and said, "There are only seven types of acupuncture tools, which is something that all doctors know. You actually said there are nine types... Where did the other two come from? Did you create them out of thin air?"

Upon hearing this, several other doctors nodded in agreement. There are seven kinds of acupuncture. This is common sense.

"What are the nine types?" Dr. Hua asked calmly instead.

Is this going to test me? Wang Kang glanced at Dr. Hua and said lightly: "A needle, round needle, pine needle, forward needle, beryllium needle, round needle, sharp needle, black needle, long needle, large needle,"

"this……"

After hearing what Wang Kang said, the few people were stunned, especially Qian Yuan, who really knew?

And they are unheard of both of these needles.

He asked subconsciously: "We all know the other seven types, what are the tip needle and beryllium needle? It's obviously your nonsense!"

Wang Kang glanced at Qian Yuan with disdain, "If you don't know, it doesn't mean there is no!"

"This is impossible!" Qian Yuan shook his head and said, "The seven types of acupuncture tools have been concluded since ancient times. It is absolutely impossible to make mistakes, and it is even more impossible to have two more!"

"Frog in the well!" Wang Kang said lightly, but there was no explanation.

"you……"

In an instant, Qian Yuan seemed to have been greatly insulted.

Only Doctor Hua looked at Wang Kang with shock, and his heart was also filled with waves. In fact, there were not only seven types of acupuncture tools!

What he knows should be eight kinds, which is what he knows about by chance a book of ancient medical books a few years ago.

And the son of Fuyang Bo in front of him actually said nine kinds of things. He had a premonition that what he said should be right.

"Berryne needle, what kind of needle is it? What is its function? Please help me solve my doubts?" Dr. Hua asked politely. He no longer dared to underestimate Wang Kang.

Seeing that Doctor Hua was so angry, he even used the word "question" and several doctors such as Qian Yuan suddenly felt a sense of misfortune.

Who is Doctor Hua? He is a famous doctor and acupuncture master. Otherwise, he would not have become an imperial doctor in the palace. Now he is like a prodigal son asking for advice?

It's incredible!

"Berry needle, the name of ancient needles, one of the nine needles, also known as beryllium knife, sword needle, is taken from the sword tip, two and a half pieces wide and four inches long, which is responsible for large carbuncle and pus, and the two heat are also the needles that are shaped like swords and have blades on both sides. They are mostly used in surgery to puncture carbuncle and discharge pus and blood."

Wang Kang explained.

This made people stunned again. This was not like nonsense.

Dr. Hua was also surprised. It was the first time he heard of this statement.

"I wonder where my friend came from?" he asked subconsciously.

"The Coffin, Nine Needles Theory" Wang Kang said directly.

""The Coffin, Nine Needles Theory"?" Dr. Hua murmured and fell into deep thought, while Qian Yuan and others looked at each other in a daze. What are they talking about?

Why haven't they heard of it?

Could it be that this prodigal son is really an acupuncture master? That's so scary!

"I remember it! I remember it!"

Dr. Hua suddenly exclaimed, "My teacher once told me this acupuncture book, which was only mentioned in the records, but the real book has long been lost..."

He said, looking at Wang Kang in surprise, and asked in disbelief: "Can you guy... have seen this book?"

"Yeah!" Wang Kang nodded. Doctor Hua was quite knowledgeable.

"Where is that classic?" Dr. Hua looked at Wang Kang with anticipation.

"It's gone!"

"Ah!" Doctor Hua was shocked and shook his head in disappointment. Yes, even if such ancient books have been passed down to this day, they may have been distorted and difficult to preserve.

"But I know all the content." Wang Kang said again, it was indeed the case.

"The Coffin, Nine Needles Theory" comes from "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic". There is definitely no book, but he has already recorded all the contents in it.

"Do you really know?" Dr. Hua said in surprise. He stroked his chest gently and felt his heart beating a little fast, and he couldn't bear it at all.

"Yes." Wang Kang replied.

"It is mostly used in surgery to puncture carbuncles and discharge pus and blood..."

Dr. Hua murmured, and then his eyes lit up, "So this is why you are sure to treat him. Use beryllium needles to perform acupuncture?"

"Yes."

Bukui was the imperial doctor in the palace, so he figured it out.

"My friend, I have a ruthless request, I wonder if I can?"

"If I were asking about Jiu Needle Wheel, I don't have time now!" Wang Kang said lightly.

"No, no." Dr. Hua said hurriedly: "That's what my friend knows. How dare I covet it? I just want to let me watch it when my friend is treated."

Seeing that Dr. Hua looked expectant and even nervous, seeing this scene, Qian Yuan and others were instantly frightened.

“What’s going on?”

"Yes, but I have a request!" Wang Kang said in a deep voice: "Look, but don't make a sound, don't affect me!"

After hearing this, the few people were no longer stupid, but were completely stunned. They all looked at Dr. Hua subconsciously. He said this. You will never have to persist.

However, Doctor Hua seemed to be getting unexpected joy and said excitedly: "Everything is as my friend said!"

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