"How dare you, who are you, dare to speak against my master? My master is a member of the miraculous medical school, and he is also the leader of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."

Zhang Chao, a disciple of Tang Xuanji, directly reprimanded Lin Feng, saying that even a prison inmate without a medical license dared to speak like this to his master.

"It's obvious that your silver needle stayed in Mr. Hong's body and pierced the blood vessel, causing bleeding. If my master and Mr. Smith hadn't been at the scene, Mr. Hong would have died a long time ago."

"Your disciple?"

Lin Feng glanced at Tang Xuanji and asked, "You really have no quality at all. I was talking to you and he interrupted."

"Zhang Chao, step back." Tang Xuanji said.

"Master." Zhang Chao wanted to give Lin Feng some color.

Tang Xuanji's eyes were stern.

Zhang Chao glared at Lin Feng fiercely and took a step back.

"Mr. Hong, do you really plan to let this kid save your father?" Tang Xuanji asked.

This time, Hong Zhen answered affirmatively: "Yes, Miracle Doctor Tang."

"You are responsible for all the consequences." Tang Xuanji was also very unhappy, but since the other party said so, he had nothing to say, "I want to see what he is capable of."

Lin Feng chuckled: "I'll go in first."

Lin Feng walked into the operating room.

The people behind also came in.

Lin Feng turned around and said, "We can't accommodate so many people here, so just let Miracle Doctor Tang stay here."

Hong Zhen: "This is no problem."

Hong Dong turned around and asked the bodyguards to get ready and surround the place. If Grandpa Fan couldn't be saved, he stuffed Lin Feng into a sack.

Smith was a little dissatisfied: "I can't watch it here either?"

Lin Feng: "No, you are a foreigner, and I am very stingy."

Smith snorted, turned around and walked out.

Soon, only Lin Feng and Tang Xuanji were left in the operating room. Even disciple Zhang Chao was not qualified to visit.

"Lin Feng, Mr. Hong is still bleeding." Tang Xuanji reminded, seeing Lin Feng slowly opening the acupuncture bag.

Lin Feng said: "Don't worry, as long as the old man is still breathing, I will be sure to snatch it back from the hands of the King of Hell."

Lin Feng observed Mr. Hong's body from the moment he entered the operating room. If he didn't come to the hospital in half an hour, Mr. Hong would become a vegetative state.

In the current situation, the only option is to resort to the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate.

Lin Feng also exhaled secretly. Fortunately, his Qi realm has now reached the master level and he can fully use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. Otherwise, it would be hard to predict Mr. Hong's life.

After Lin Feng completely opened the acupuncture bag, he revealed acupuncture needles of different sizes. Then, Lin Feng shook the acupuncture needle with his hand and saw only thirteen acupuncture needles of different sizes flying into the air.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, he held the silver needles in his hands, and began to pierce the acupuncture points on Mr. Hong's head at lightning speed.

Tang Xuanji, who was standing aside, couldn't help but exclaimed: "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, you, you actually know the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is a god-level acupuncture technique that has been lost in ancient times. It is said that it can whiten flesh and bones, and revive the dead. However, to be able to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate requires the so-called support of strong and vigorous Qi, otherwise it will not be able to display its true strength.

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Tang Xuanji, as an old expert in traditional Chinese medicine, had naturally heard of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate and the Ghost Gate, and had occasionally seen someone perform them, but he only performed eleven needles, and there were still two needles left before the thirteen needles.

Now, it was said that Lin Feng had used thirteen needles, and Tang Xuanji was shocked.

"Don't make any noise."

Lin Feng spit out two words.

The thirteen silver needles were like butterflies flying under the operation of Lin Feng's fingers. In just a few blinks of an eye, all thirteen acupuncture needles were inserted into Mr. Hong's acupuncture points.

Tang Xuanji only saw thirteen acupuncture points on the acupuncture points, but failed to see that each acupuncture was filled with the true energy seeping out from Lin Feng.

After his true energy penetrated into Hong Lao's body, he began to repair his meridians and blood vessels, just like a sewing machine threading needles.

After a few more seconds, Mr. Hong's fingers, lying on the hospital bed, began to wriggle a few times.

Lin Feng once again took out the eleven acupuncture needles, leaving two acupuncture needles in Mr. Hong's body.

"Who are you to know how to do the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

Tang Xuanji asked hoarsely.

"I am just a reform-through-labor prisoner who has just come out of prison." Lin Feng turned around and said calmly, "Miracle Doctor Tang, you don't know how to use the Thirteen Needles in the Underworld?"

"I····"

Tang Xuanji twitched the muscles at the corner of his mouth several times. Although he was a miraculous doctor, he really didn't know how to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect because he was not an ancient warrior.

"Oh, you are not a real ancient warrior. You have no Qi and cannot use the Thirteen Needles. Want to learn? I can teach you." Lin Feng said lightly.

Only those who have cultivated true energy are the real ancient warriors. Ancient warriors need to awaken nine meridians and eighty-one acupoints. Among the nine blood vessels, there are three meridians: human, earth, and heaven. Without the awakening of any meridians, they will not be able to practice.

Get angry.

The reason why Tang Xuanji was able to remove acupuncture from Mr. Hong's body was because he was only half an ancient warrior who had awakened his connections. Even so, his skills could handle three or five ordinary people.

"I didn't expect that you would learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate at such a young age. You are really powerful." Tang Xuanji said in a strange tone, "But don't forget, even if you know such magical acupuncture, you are still a wild man.

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"Then don't worry about it. Just be a wild man among wild men."

Lin Feng is open-minded. As for taking the exam for a medical practice certificate and physician qualification certificate when he has time in the future.

Lin Feng opened the operating room door.

"Lin Feng, how is my father?"

Hong Zhen was the first to step forward quickly and asked.

"It's no problem. He will rest in the hospital for a day or two and then be discharged." Lin Feng replied, "He still has the acupuncture I left in his body. Don't take it out this time."

Hong Zhen: "Yes, yes."

Lin Feng: "These are the medicinal materials I need. Find them as soon as possible," and handed Hong Zhen a note.

Hong Zhen put it away.

Lin Feng: "I don't have anything else to do. I'll leave first. No need to send you off."

Lin Feng walked into the elevator.

"Master, he really cured Mr. Hong?" Zhang Chao asked in disbelief. Isn't this impossible? Master and Smith tried, but they couldn't cure Mr. Hong. How long had Lin Feng been in there just now?

"I was mistaken. This guy knows how to use the thirteen needles of a cabinet door." Tang Xuanji said.

Zhang Chao took a breath, Lin Feng knows the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, doesn't that mean he is even more powerful than his master?

"Mr. Hong, I still have something to deal with. Let's have a nice tea another day." Tang Xuanji seemed to have thought of something and left.

"Thank you, Divine Doctor Tang, for coming to Jiangzhou from Kyoto to treat my father this time." Hong Zhen handed a check to Tang Xuanji. Although the other party failed to cure the old man's disease and even almost died because he took out the acupuncture, he
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