Chapter 65: Who is stronger?

  A master's skill is evident from the very start.

  Like Taiyi Shenni, Wulong Shenni is also an ancient and mysterious acupuncture technique of the Huaxia. However, Wulong Shenni belongs to Manchu acupuncture and has been passed down through generations. Taiyi Shenni, on the other hand, was nearly extinct due to its unique needling method.

  In the Chinese medical community, no one has been able to use the orthodox Taiyi divine needle for hundreds of years. Even Qin Luo's grandfather, Qin Zhong, known as the King of Medicine, was unable to use it.

  Qin Luo learned this needle technique by chance from the "Twelve Brocades of Daoist Family" left behind by a wandering Daoist.

  Wu Long Shen Zhen is a highly effective technique that can treat various stubborn diseases, including lumbar muscle strain, lumbar intervertebral disc protrusion, lumbar vertebral osteophyte, cervical spondylosis, kidney deficiency, kidney emptiness, kidney coldness, and lumbar muscle weakness.

  The chest five dragon needles are based on Fengmen, Jueyinshu and Shenzhui three points. The waist five dragon needles are based on Sanjiaoshu, Dachangshu and Mingmen three points. Clinical effect is very good, generally effective after one treatment.

  Wang Yangxin is now targeting the Wai Wu Long acupoint on his waist, withdrawing the needle quickly and smoothly, advancing at just the right moment. Even from Qin Luo's perspective, he can't find anything wrong with it.

  "It seems I really underestimated him." Qin Luo thought to himself.

  When Qin Luo also praised his master, the surrounding students were even more proud.

  "Now you know how formidable I am? A famous name is not earned in vain. My master's reputation was not obtained for nothing."

  "It is. Just now it was quite impressive. But looking at it again, it's nothing special."

  "It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a spin and you'll know."

  Qin Luo turned around and glanced at the male apprentice who had a small pimple on his face and was flattering Wang Yangxin, asking in a calm tone: "Is your master a mule or a horse?"

  He knew that speaking in this tone was the easiest way to drive people crazy. He had experienced this feeling on Lin Xuanxi before.

  "You——" The man pointed at Qin Luo, wanting to curse loudly. But remembering the inappropriateness of the location, he could only forcibly hold it back.

  Wang Yangxin heard Qin Luo's question and his right hand shook slightly, causing the needle to advance a bit too quickly.

  "Ah." The patient who had stripped and lain on the bed let out a scream.

  Wang Yangxin hastily withdrew his hand, keeping a calm mind, and comforted him by saying: "Don't move. Don't move. It's okay. It'll be fine soon."

  It was like being bitten by a mosquito, and that fat guy didn't have much time to suffer before he quietly fell down.

  However, Qin Luo discovered his weakness from Wang Yangxin's mistake.

  A skilled acupuncturist should be bold in treatment, meticulous in mind and steady in hand.

  Wang Yangxin's guts were big enough, and he used the extremely difficult Five Dragon God Needle right from the start. Moreover, he chose the 'Dragon Lifts its Head' needle technique that fires three needles simultaneously.

  The mind is also fine enough. If the mind is not fine enough, it is impossible to find the patient's acupoint position so quickly. The interaction with the patient can also give a passing score.

  But his hands were not steady enough.

  Qin Luo shook his head. Without any one of the three, he couldn't be called 'King of Acupuncture'. It was no wonder that he wanted to take back that yellow pear wood signboard.

  Wang Yangxin also knew that he had a bad temper. He couldn't help but turn his head to look back, and seeing Qin Luo shaking his head against him made him even more furious in his heart.

  I'll wait and see what kind of astonishing needlework you can come up with.

  However, with the experience of last time, even if he was angry in his heart, he didn't show it again. He carefully observed the changes in the patient's skin and expression, carefully rubbing the silver needle in his hand with a "hugging fish" gesture.

  The effect of Wu Long Zhen Fa is quite special, and it can cure the disease once and for all. However, the time spent on it is extremely long. Generally, the needle needs to be left in place for 30 minutes.

  Time slipped away quietly, and everyone was intently staring at the silver needle in Wang Yangxin's hand.

  Other patients waiting in line were also attracted by what was happening before their eyes and watched with relish.

  Acupuncture and martial arts are both quintessential Chinese skills. Every Chinese person has a deep affection for these two skills in their bones.

  Half a clock finally arrived, and Wang Yangxin's two hands simultaneously lifted, and the silver needle was pulled out from the patient's body.

  "Put on your clothes." Wang Yangxin said to the patient. Just finished acupuncture, should avoid catching cold.

  "Help him pour a glass of water." Wang Yangxin handed the silver needle in his hand to his apprentice to disinfect, saying as he did so.

  A female apprentice immediately helped bring warm water for the patient, and another pretty female apprentice helped Wang Yangxin bring a clean basin and tea.

  Qin Luo looked down and felt envious, only then did he realize that students and apprentices were indeed different.

  Can Wang Yangxin ask those apprentices to help him with pouring tea, massaging his legs and accompanying him to sleep? Would he dare let his own students do such things?

  Qin Luo secretly decided that he would also take in a few beautiful female apprentices when he returned.

  Anyway, teaching whoever is still teaching—

  Wang Yangxin drank some tea and moistened his throat before asking the patient, "How are you feeling now?"

  The short and stout man carefully twisted his waist and said, "It seems less painful than before."

  "Get up and try it out. Don't be afraid. The amplitude can be a bit bigger." Wang encouraged.

  The short, fat man put down his cup of water and jumped out of bed. He turned to the left and then to the right, before exclaiming with a look of surprise: "Heavens! My waist is better! It's too amazing. Before, even slight movements would leave me in agony - Doctor Wang, you're truly a divine doctor!"

  In the past, when facing such patients, Wang Yangxin would always divide the treatment into three or five times to completely cure them. This way, he could collect more money.

  However, today, in order to show off his medical skills in front of Qin Luo, he naturally didn't hold back at all. With full force, he managed to give the patient this feeling of instant recovery.

  "Uh-huh. Need to rest for three more days. Avoid strenuous exercise. After three days, basically no problem."

  "Thank you, great doctor. Thank you, great doctor." The man said with a grateful face. The joy of being cured of the pain on his body infected everyone present, and they all applauded spontaneously.

  Wang Yangxin's face was full of pride, and he turned to look at Qin Luo, saying provocatively: "Dr. Qin, isn't it time for us to appreciate your magical needle technique now?"

  Qin Luo nodded and said, "Of course."

  He rolled up his sleeves and said to Wang Nianqin's land: "Give me a box of silver needles. Brand new. I don't like using things that others have used."

  Those apprentices didn't have a good impression of Qin Luo and were unwilling to listen to him. Under the gaze of Wang Yangxin, a girl reluctantly ran over to fetch a box of silver needles and handed it to Qin Luo.

  Qin Luo took it over, opened the needle box, and pulled out a long needle seven inches from the needle box.

  After disinfecting, he walked up to a young patient wearing a white shirt and asked, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

  "Cervical spondylosis. My neck is uncomfortable. My shoulders hurt," said the young man.

  "Take off your clothes." Qin Luo said.

  "Are you up for it? I'd better get Dr. Wang to help me with the treatment instead." The young man looked at Qin Luo, who was walking towards him with a carefree expression and a long silver needle in hand, and his heart sank.

  Compared with Qin Luo, Wang Yangxin comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and has a reputation far and wide. Moreover, he just treated someone's lumbar disc herniation in public, which is very inspiring and rallying for other patients.

  If they had a choice, they would naturally choose Wang Yangxin for treatment. This is also more secure. Who would be willing to make fun of their own body?

  "He's no match for me." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  The young man seemed to be infected by Qin Luo's confidence, and smiled: "Okay. Then I'll be your white mouse this time. Brother, go easy on me."

  "Don't worry." Qin Luo patted his shoulder in comfort.

  When the young man took off his shirt, Qin Luo suddenly and unexpectedly stabbed a needle into his Fengchi acupoint.

  Lift lightly and put down, after three consecutive times. Quickly pull out the needle.

  "Alright, get dressed." Qin Luo said.

  "Really? I don't feel anything yet?" The young man asked with a look of surprise.

  "It's fine if you don't feel anything." Qin Luo smiled and disinfected the long needle before walking towards the second patient. "Do you have any questions?"

  "My waist isn't feeling too great, sometimes I feel like I haven't fully urinated—" the male patient said with a look of embarrassment.

  "Uh-huh. I see. Inflammation. Take off your pants." Qin Luo said.

  "What's this?"

  "To be honest, I'm really not interested in men." Qin Luo said with a straight face.

  If it were a woman, being reserved would make her seem charming. What's so difficult about you, an old man, taking off your pants?

  I'm already used to dirty eyes, are you still afraid of dirtying mine?

  The man looked at Wang Yangxin's female apprentices with embarrassment, unfastened his belt and took off his pants.

  Qin Luo aimed at his back acupuncture point and stabbed it with a needle, then lifted and inserted it three times in the same way.

  This time it took a bit longer, but still no more than three minutes.

  Three minutes later, Qin Luo pulled out the needle and said, "Alright, you can put on your pants now."

  "Is that all?"

  "Alright."

  Qin Luo treated all the way, each time was a one-shot deal, never dragging on.

  In the blink of an eye, all six or seven patients waiting for Dr. Wang's treatment in this VIP ward had been injected by Qin Luo.

  That is to say, Qin Luo spent less time treating seven patients than Wang Nian Heart spent on one patient.

  "Is there such a treatment?"

  "Isn't he deceiving us?"

  "Stabbing randomly with a silver needle and claiming to be a divine doctor?"

  Qin Luo put away the long needle after disinfecting it and said with a smile: "Whether it's effective or not, we should let the patient speak."

  "My neck really feels better. It feels much lighter." said the young man who was suffering from cervical spondylosis with a look of wonder on his face.

  "I feel more comfortable down there too." Prostate brother carefully felt for a while and said with a surprised face.

  "Oh heavens! It's too wonderful! My back doesn't hurt anymore either—"

  If these patients hadn't come to his shop for treatment first, Wang Yangxin suspected that they were fake patients invited by Qin Luo.

  Is there such a magical thing? One shot and it's effective? Do you think you're a living god?

  "How's that? Can you still get into my eyes?" Qin Luo looked at Wang Yangxin with a stupid face and smiled.

  "If what they said is true... then---we're even." Wang Yangxin sighed and said.

  "Master, he's not even comparable to you? You use three needles at once. He only uses one needle."

  "How could he dare compare himself with his master?"

  "Master is the one who cures illnesses. He's just playing games. Who gives people injections like that?"

  Those students heard Wang Yangxin say he wanted to make peace with Qin Luo, and they all cried out in dissatisfaction.

  "Shut up." Wang Yangxin shouted.

  The students shut their mouths and dared not speak nonsense again.

  "Do you really think it should be a draw?" Qin Luo said with narrowed eyes.

  If Wang Yangxin really had insight, he should have been able to see that his quick needlework was actually very skillful.

  And he uses 'Huo Shan Huo' and 'Tou Xin Liang' of Taiyi Shenni, two absolute skills, according to the patient's physical condition.

  If he didn't see it, then today's game is also meaningless.

  Because their medical skills were fundamentally not on the same level.

  "You won." Wang Yangxin said with a gloomy face and a bitter tone.

  The second update is posted. Everyone can rest early after reading it.