Several flight attendants who were waiting and watching looked at each other and found that they could really apply acupuncture through clothes. It seemed that people took advantage of them when they did acupuncture before.

But they didn't know that ordinary people do not have this level. Even if they have this level, the hair needles they use are not allowed, because the hair needles are too thin, less than 0.2 mm, and it is difficult to penetrate the clothes without deforming.

"A Zi, what do you think now?" Le Zhengming asked with concern when he saw A Zi's face relax.

A Zi touched her abdomen and said, "I don't seem to hurt anymore."

"Miscellaneous doctor, he is really a miracle doctor. I didn't expect that I could have the ability to come back to life at a young age."

"I was very disappointed with traditional Chinese medicine when I saw this old hooligan just now, and now I have rekindled hope for traditional Chinese medicine."

A middle-aged passenger came over with a shameless face: "Little miracle doctor, I have always felt soreness in my waist recently, so you can help me see it."

Ye Nanchen looked at him indifferently and said, "You have kidney deficiency, just control your sexual intercourse, don't look at it."

“…”

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Several passengers next to him laughed, and the passenger glared at them: "What are you laughing at? Especially you, little brat, you know a little yarn. You will know when you reach my age. When you reach middle age, you have to soak wolfberry in a thermos."

"My wife is about the same age as me, and she is like a wolf or a tiger. Is it easy for me?"

A few minutes later, Ye Nanchen pulled out the needle from A Zi's body and said, "You have stubborn dysmenorrhea. Although the pain is stopped this time, it will recur every month. If you want to completely cure it, you will need two courses of acupuncture."

Le Zhengming hurriedly asked, "Little brother, which hospital do you work in? I will take my lover to find you."

"Juquanzhai Clinic, Wukoujing Street, Longcheng."

"Ah, is your name Ye Nanchen?" Le Zhengming was surprised and happy, and grabbed Ye Nanchen's hand. "If I had known that you were Doctor Ye, I wouldn't have had such a big misunderstanding just now."

Seeing Ye Nanchen’s face a little confused, A Zi explained: “I have a little sister in Longcheng named Song Yiren. Mr. Ye must know her. You have seen her.”

Ye Nanchen finally understood: "Ms. Song introduced you?"

"Yes, my old habit has been taking medicine and injections for more than ten years. I have been seeing many doctors, but it has not been cured. Now the situation is getting worse and worse, so my husband takes me around for medical treatment."

"Although dysmenorrhea is not a serious illness, it is indeed difficult to cure it."

After saying a few more words, Ye Nanchen knew that A Zi's original name was Tong Zijing, and she was a different age from Le Zhengming, but the couple had always been very loving.

Amidst the praises, Ye Nanchen returned to his seat.

The Golden Needle God is more miserable. Now he is being watched by two air police officers and is about to get off the plane, so he is sent to the police station.

...

After getting off the plane, the driver from Pan Caixuan's company drove to pick him up and took Ye Nanchen to Juquanzhai first.

There were no guests in the clinic at this moment. Pan Caixuan happened to sit for a while. Hong Yao made a cup of green tea for her, and she stood up in front of her with a powerful and powerful look.

"A Chen, why did you come back together with Mr. Pan so by chance?"

"Xuanxuan happened to go to Lingnan to discuss business, and then she met." Ye Nanchen explained casually.

Hongyao took Ye Nanchen's arm as if he was sworn in sovereignty: "I heard that the lychees in Lingnan are delicious. Have you brought me some back?"

"Where can't I buy lychees? Even if I want to eat lychees from Lingnan, it will only take a few hours to transport them online. Order them online by yourself."

After listening to Ye Nanchen's straight man's answer, Hong Yao pinched the soft flesh on his waist in anger.

Ye Nanchen hurriedly broke away from her, and was helpless towards her.

Pan Caixuan looked at the two of them, just smiled gently, then stood up and said, "Achen, my company has something to do, so I'll leave first."

Ye Nanchen was going to see her off, but was pulled back by Hongyao. She went to see Pan Caixuan out and pinched her waist to interrogate Ye Nanchen: "It's such a coincidence that I met Miss Pan in Lingnan? Didn't you go out with me on your back and mess with her?"

"Is it necessary to lie to you?"

"I tell you, even if you have an affair with her, she can only be a small one."

Ye Nanchen glanced at Hong Yao speechlessly, and didn't know what the woman was thinking about day by day.

He turned around and went to find Gu Shentong and asked if there were any patients with difficult and complicated diseases recently. Gu Shentong said that there was no, but instead told him another thing.

"Xiao Ye, now you are the owner of Baicaotang. Baicaotang has a total of five-character family, grass, wood, stone, insect valley. Pu Zhongtong is the head of the Mu family. He is now executed. Many disciples of the Mu family now have complaints about you."

"They want to blame them for going with them."

Gu Shentong knew that Ye Nanchen didn't want to be the master of this hall, so naturally nothing mattered. He continued: "There are also the family of insects, and no one has expressed their opinions until now, and I don't know what their attitude is."

"Why bother with others?"

Ye Nanchen still doesn't take it seriously, and Gu Shentong has no choice.

Hongyao was also worried that Baicaotang had been in chaos once, and Park Zhongtong committed the rebellion. He died, but he also implicated a large number of disciples of the Muzi Department and were punished.

At the same time, many disciples left the farmer's household registration, and the medical resources of Baicaotang were reduced by one third, and many medical clinics in farmhouses across the country could no longer be operated.

Now we can't be in chaos, otherwise the team of agricultural medicine will not be built, and the efforts of her grandfather Yao Bodhisattva during her lifetime will be wasted.

...

The next day, Le Zhengming brought Tong Zijing to follow up the consultation, and Ye Nanchen invited them into the acupuncture room.

There is an acupuncture bed in the acupuncture room to let Tong Zijing lie down. Because Ye Nanchen can apply acupuncture through clothes, Tong Zijing does not need to take off her clothes.

"Mr. Ye, I'm working hard." Le Zhengming said politely.

Ye Nanchen just nodded slightly, without saying a word, took out the Nine Needles of Huangdi, pulled out the needles, and landed them on Tong Zijing.

Gently twist the needle tail to control the flow of the spiritual energy of the Huangdi Nine Needles.

At this moment, I heard a scream outside, and then I heard the sharp cry of Hong Yao: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Where is Ye Nanchen? Let him come out to see me!" It was Qu Dajun's voice.

"Wait." Ye Nanchen said to Le Zhengming and Tong Zijing, and walked out of the acupuncture room.

On the lobby, the stones had been knocked down and blood was overflowing with the corners of the mouth.

Shi Tou accidentally ate the elixir of his master Yu Xuzi and cultivated a rigid body. Even bullets could not penetrate his body, but he would suffer internal injuries.

Qu Dajun stood proudly, and behind him were six young men with swords standing.

"Ye Nanchen, you were in Lingnan that day and insulted me, I said I would definitely come to settle the score with you!"

Qu Dajun looked at everything: "In Lingnan, with the Feng family as your backing, I can't do anything to you, but if you leave Lingnan, the Feng family's hand can't reach here."

"A little agricultural doctor dares to insult my Confucian medical skills!"

Gu Shentong stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Confucian peasants are all the great Taoist schools that have been around for more than two thousand years. Everyone is in harmony and promotes Chinese culture. Don't hurt the harmony."

"Hmph, you guys?"

Qu Dajun sneered disdainfully: "You farmers deserve to be compared with our Confucianism? A joke!"
Chapter completed!