Chapter 120: Dingtian Needle

Qin Tianhe.

This is a legendary figure. Qin Tianhe graduated from Beijing Medical University. He is extremely talented and has superb medical skills. He has been practicing medicine in Beijing for twenty years.

I heard that he basically treated high-ranking officials and became famous all over the world. He also served as the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. His career and future were envied by many of his colleagues.

But ten years ago, when he was at the peak of his career, he suddenly returned to his hometown of Mingjiang City. He stopped teaching and opened a library, and stayed at home making pots and bottles all year round.

When he was in a good mood, he would go out to treat a few patients and take on a few apprentices. When he was in a bad mood, the mayor would ignore him when he asked for medical treatment.

Once upon a time, an infectious virus appeared in a large factory, and fifty-six workers were in critical condition.

After Qin Tianhe found out, he quickly arrived at the hospital and rescued fifty-six workers by himself, a pair of magic needles, and a medicine box.

After the rescue, in order to avoid the gratitude of his family and avoid media reports, he pulled the curtains and ran away from the window, making the leaders of all parties at the time dumbfounded.

His eclectic style and superb medical skills have become a legend in the Pearl Medical Circle. Lu Xiaowu naturally knows him, even though he has shaved his head.

"Wow, girl, you know me? Do you really know me?"

"Am I so famous?"

"I shaved off my hair, can you recognize me?"

The bald old man became happy, just like an old naughty boy: "It's amazing, it's amazing."

"You have quite good eyesight, but it's a pity that I no longer accept apprentices, otherwise I would definitely accept you as my apprentice."

Lu Xiaowu's mouth opened wide and his face was speechless. He never expected that Qin Tianhe, who often made headlines in the media, had the same mind as a child.

The dozen or so medical staff around him smiled and were not curious about the bald old man's behavior. They seemed to be familiar with his style.

After a long time, Lu Xiaowu managed to say: "Thank you, Divine Doctor He."

"Thank you for nothing."

The bald old man laughed loudly, and then he patted his chest: "I should be the one to thank you. You are the rare person who recognizes me tonight."

"The taxi drivers, security guards, nurses, doctors, and strangers all didn't recognize me all this time. You were the first one."

Divine Doctor He suddenly tilted his head: "Just because you recognized me, shouldn't I feel frustrated? How can I be so happy?"

Lu Xiaowu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know how to respond.

"Hey, I won't tell you anymore. I want to see the patient."

"Baoju, what's wrong with you?"

The bald old man bypassed Lu Xiaowu and came to the charterer who was touching her waist. There was concern on his face: "Are you injured?"

The charter woman was poking her waist with her fingers, feeling whether the injury was really better.

"Master, Ms. Wang has an acute lumbar sprain. Emergency treatment has been carried out. Rest will take effect in half a month."

The young doctor took a step forward and respectfully shouted to the bald old man: "Of course, if Master takes action, it will be effective soon."

He was a little embarrassed about the charterer and Lu Xiaowu. He really didn't expect that the two of them were related to his master. If he knew about it, the emergency room would not fight back.

Even if he didn't say or do anything wrong at the time.

"Old Qin, you are really here."

At this time, the charter woman reacted and immediately became happy when she saw the bald old man: "Don't let go of the chain at the critical moment, it is worthy of our friendship."

Lu Xiaowu's face was full of surprise, and she was a little surprised that her godmother had a relationship with Divine Doctor He.

"Stop reminiscing about old times. You didn't ask me to come over just to chat. Let me take a look at your injuries."

The bald old man lost the old naughty smile and knelt down beside the bed with a frown. His eyes instantly became focused. He lifted the clothes around the charterer's waist and took a look at her injuries.

The young doctor looked surprised: "Who removed the plaster? If this is removed, it won't heal for a month."

"I feel better. It hurt like hell."

The charterer turned slightly sideways and said, "It seems I can move now."

The young doctor screamed again: "How is it possible?"

"Boy Lie, don't be so startled. Do you want to scare me to death?"

Qin Tianhe turned around and lectured: "The patient said he can move, but you still say it's impossible. You have the final say on whether he can move?"

"Just be quiet."

As soon as these words came out, the young doctor and the others fell silent.

Touching the charterer's waist with his fingers, Divine Doctor He's eyebrows knitted together. His swollen eyes, which had been half-open and filled with divine light, were now wide open.

He stared at the area as big as his palm, especially when he saw a few eyes with the remaining pinpricks, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Baoju, please turn it slightly."

Qin Tianhe had already caught something from his waist injury, but he didn't say it immediately. Instead, the charterer shouted something.

The charterer frowned slightly at first, then bit her lips and moved slowly. Then she stood up from the bed and supported Doctor He to turn around, as if dancing on a pole.

She moved her waist slowly and widely, and after a few rounds, the charterer couldn't help but let out another shout of surprise:

"It doesn't hurt much anymore, it really doesn't hurt much anymore! It was killing me just to talk, but now I can leave. How could this happen?"

The charterer excitedly grabbed Doctor He's hand and said incoherently: "Great, great, what's going on?"

The whole audience was in an uproar when they heard this, and the young doctor almost fell to the ground.

This was a patient he had personally diagnosed and treated, and he was 100% certain that the latter would be bedridden for half a month. How come she could stand up in less than an hour?

This scene is so shocking!

Lu Xiaowu's heart was agitated, but she still instinctively asked: "Miracle Doctor He, what on earth is going on?"

"Did anyone come to the ward just now?"

Divine Doctor He touched his bald head: "The patient was treated with acupuncture by a master, and it was he who made Baoju's injury healed by 70%."

"She doesn't have to lie down for half a month now. After three days, she can walk normally."

More than ten people in the room were surprised when they heard this. Is the mysterious man so powerful? A little acupuncture can make the housekeeper return to normal in three days?

They wanted not to believe it, but the words of Divine Doctor He forced them to believe it.

"Little sister, Baoju, can you tell me who has been to this ward and who administered the injection?"

Divine Doctor He returned to his cynical expression, looking at Lu Xiaowu and the charterer with a pleading look on his face: "I want to find him, and I want to worship him as my teacher."

All the medical staff and leaders in the room were stunned when they heard this. Is Dr. He going to become his disciple?

"Tell me quickly, tell me quickly."

"Worship him as your teacher?"

The charterer lost her voice in surprise: "That bastard has nothing to learn."

"Asshole? Which bastard?"

Doctor He was very happy: "I want to find this bastard and be a little bastard."

Lu Xiaowu didn't speak, but there was a hint of thoughtfulness in her eyes.

Dr. Lie couldn't hold himself back: "Master, is this mysterious man that powerful?"

"He's better than me. Do you think he's better?"

Divine Doctor He's eyes sparkled with passion: "He used the divine needle that has been lost for hundreds of years to determine life, death, and the universe."

The young doctors and the others were shocked when they heard this. As medical practitioners, they naturally knew the significance of the Dingtian Divine Needle. It is the Nine-Yang Magic in the medical world.

If you learn this set of acupuncture, you will be able to live without worries about food and clothing, and you will be prosperous and wealthy. However, they all remember that this acupuncture method has been lost for many years.

How could it show up in a hospital?

The charterer also opened her mouth wide. She didn't expect Ye Tianlong to be so powerful.