For Dr. Tian of the outpatient clinic, the mood was very relaxed at this time: it was the dean who put him to death!It has nothing to do with him.

There was amazement all around:

"Why, is the person dead?"

"Isn't it the resurrection needle? It doesn't work?"

"What revival needle? It's a life-threatening needle. This woman was fine just now. A few needles will kill her!"

"It's so lively this time! The health center will probably lose everything!"

Lin Chu rushed forward, supported the woman's leg, and wailed: "Little Bu, you can't die, once you die, I won't be able to wash it clean!"

It turned out that the girl's surname was Bu, and she was a staff member of Director Lin. In the past year, as a middle-aged man with a family and a family, Director Lin had been courting Miss Bu, but Miss Bu flatly refused.

Today on the hillside, Lin Chu couldn't help himself, and hugged Miss Bu from behind to beg for sex. Miss Bu was frightened and struggled, and the two of them rolled down the cliff together.

Unexpectedly, the scene where Lin Chu hugged Miss Bu and caused the two to fall off the cliff was already secretly photographed by a colleague.That colleague had already scolded Lin Chu angrily on the way to the hospital.

Therefore, if Miss Bu died, Chu Lin might go to jail for it.

Lin Chu cried a few times, and suddenly thought: The village doctor surnamed Zhang just now, without touching or listening, unexpectedly saw that Miss Bu was dead at a glance. Could it be that he has magical skills?

Thinking of this, Lin Chu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, turned around and knelt down again, hugged Zhang Fan's legs, and begged, "Doctor Zhang, no no, Doctor Zhang, can you save her life? Doctor Zhang—"

Zhang Fan lifted his foot, lightly kicked on Lin Chu's shoulder, and said, "Lin Chu, don't just kneel! Give yourself some dignity, okay?"

"Doctor Zhang, you must have magical skills. Please save her. You saved her, but you saved me. If she dies, I will definitely go to jail. Doctor Zhang, I won't let you save her in vain. I will pay you a hundred thousand as a thank you fee." !"

"One hundred thousand? Lin Chu is so generous."

"Doctor Zhang, please tell me the account number, as long as you save her, I will send money there immediately."

"Sorry, not interested."

Zhang Fan snorted, kicked Lin Chu to the ground, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Doctor Zhang!"

Lin Chu screamed, rushed forward, hugged Zhang Fan's legs tightly with both arms, "Doctor Zhang, please save her, you are my reborn parents!"

Zhang Fan sneered, "Chu Lin is almost fifty, calling me father? I can't bear it, I'm afraid I'll lose my life!"

"Doctor Zhang, help!"

"This is the site of the hospital. I am a small village doctor, how dare I show my face here!"

Zhang Fan's meaning couldn't be more clear: if Director Zhao doesn't nod his head, I, Zhang Fan, won't help.

Lin Chu turned to Dean Zhao and said, "Dean Zhao, say something!"

Dean Zhao's head was in a mess at this moment: he wanted to save someone, but he saved him to death, he wanted to show his face, but he showed his butt, it was a shame.Therefore, he did not react to Lin Chu's request for a while, and did not respond.

Seeing that Dean Zhao didn't speak, Lin Chu was really anxious and yelled: "The surname is Zhao, a mud horse pretends to be a ghost, stabbed a big living person to death with random needles, if you don't keep Dr. Zhang, you Wait for the lawsuit!"

This sentence really has a lot of weight.

Stimulated by Lin Chu's words, Dean Zhao became wise in a hurry, and thought: If the responsibility is investigated in the future, I really can't escape.

How about asking this little village doctor surnamed Zhang to give it a try.

If he saves the woman, of course everyone will be happy.

If he couldn't save her, he would blame him for the death of the deceased in the future!

Thinking of this, Dean Zhao showed an imperceptible sinister smile, and said to Zhang Fan: "Doctor Zhang, it is a virtue to save the dying and heal the wounded. Since this Director Lin is begging you so hard, why don't you grant his request?"

Zhang Fan was worried that time would be delayed, and Miss Bu was really hopeless, so he kicked away from the forest office and walked to the consultation table.

Dean Zhao winked at the assistant and made a video gesture.The dean's assistant understood, and immediately took out his mobile phone, behind Zhang Fan's back, he secretly started recording, in order to use it in the future to excuse himself from responsibility.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Fan moved his hands up and down as quickly as the wind, and pulled out the "Thirteen Needles of Zhao's Rebirth" one by one with a few swishes, and threw them aside like a toothpick, saying: " They're all stuck where they shouldn't be, it's no different from murder!"

"You also know acupuncture?"

Dean Zhao looked at Zhang Fan's way of pulling out the needle just now, it was definitely at a professional level.

What's even more amazing is that with this thirteen-needle pricking method, the needles go deep into the bottom of the acupoints, and when they are pulled out, there will definitely be some bloodshot.However, the thirteen needles drawn by Zhang Fan did not bring out any blood.

Dean Zhao didn't know that Zhang Fan's mastery of spiritual sense already possessed the magical power to control the large arteries, so how could the blood flow in the small capillaries be a problem?Of course there was no blood.

And Zhang Fan himself didn't know that his divine sense master had quietly possessed more and more powerful functions.

In addition to the sinister mentality of framing, Dean Zhao also looked at Zhang Fan differently in his heart at this time, and kept muttering: Could it be that this kid really has two brushes?

Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the excitement.At this time, the onlookers didn't see any magic in Zhang Fan's way of pulling out the needle, and there were many discussions:

"People are dead, why are you messing around?"

"It's definitely not reliable at such a young age."

"If I can't do it well, I won't be able to eat sheep's offal, but I'll be ashamed instead!"

Zhang Fan didn't care about the discussion, he took out the silver needle, concentrated on it, and injected four needles in Miss Bu's chest and three needles in the abdomen.

Four stitches on the chest, forming a bucket shape, and three stitches on the abdomen, forming a curved spoon handle shape.When the two are connected together, it looks like the Big Dipper graphic!

"Ah! The Medical Saint Seven Star Needle!"

Dean Zhao blurted out!

Director Zhao knew that the Medical Saint Seven-Star Acupuncture was a lost acupuncture method introduced in the Song Dynasty Dahua Acupuncture and Medicine Complete Book.

This acupuncture method has seven needles in total, and there are 72 combinations of seven acupuncture points. According to different diseases, different combinations are used. The seven acupuncture points of each combination form a Big Dipper map.

But the details of the 72 combinations are only contained in Zhang Zhongjing's secret Xuandao medical genealogy, and outsiders have never seen it.

And the Zhang Fan in front of him actually used the seven-star needle of the medical saint!

Could it be that he is a descendant of the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing?

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