Chapter 64: The Five Dragons Needle Technique!

  "What challenge? What are you talking about?" The female greeter still didn't get it. Or rather, she understood that the guy in front of her was here to cause trouble, but she wanted to make sure of this point.

  "What do you think is his strongest point?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  If she says the boss's kung fu is the most powerful on his bed, then he will be speechless.

  "Of course, it's medical skills. Our boss Wang is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and is very famous in Yanjing. Do you know international superstar Chen Long? He even came to our boss for treatment when he was injured while filming. And the vice mayor of Yanjing City personally sent someone to invite our boss over. There are countless celebrities and government officials who want to see our boss, but they have to make an appointment first." The woman said with a self-satisfied expression.

  Seeing the proud expression on the face of the female greeter, Qin Luo thought that as long as one has real talent and skills, traditional Chinese medicine can still be very profitable.

  It is often said that there are scholars who have starved to death, but never heard of doctors starving to death.

  In those turbulent years, doctors could also find a bowl of warm congee to fill their stomachs.

  "So what do you think is the most powerful aspect of your boss's medical skills?"

  "Of course it's acupuncture. Our boss Wang's father is the King of Chinese Needles, and his reputation is impressive. Boss Wang also inherited this skill and is known as the Little Needle King."

  "Hmm. I'm here to challenge his acupuncture skills." Qin Luo said.

  The woman's face was displeased, and she looked Qin Luo up and down again before saying irritably, "I'm asking you, are you sick or something?"

  "I have an illness. This illness has been with me since birth and cannot be completely cured. However, this does not affect my challenge to you, Wang Zong." Qin Luo explained. The innate yang pulse in his body was indeed a troublesome thing, but unfortunately, he had not found a suitable medicine to solve the root of the problem.

  "Who are you, anyway? Our Wang Zong has no time to bother with you. You'd better leave quickly." The female receptionist said bluntly, turning around to receive other guests. She thought Qin Luo was a troublemaker who had nothing better to do.

  "It was your King who invited me. Don't believe me? Call him and ask." Qin Luo shouted from behind.

  "You have his phone number, why don't you call him yourself?" The female receptionist said disdainfully. Can such a lie deceive me?

  "That's right. I'm not without a mobile phone anyway." Qin Luo thought to himself. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number on the business card, and connected to Wang Yangxin's phone.

  The phone rang for several rings before it was answered.

  "Hello? Who is this?" From the voice, it was clear that on the other end of the phone was Wang Yangxin, who had interacted with Qin Luo twice before.

  "I am Qin Luo," said Qin Luo.

  "What? When are you planning to come and kowtow?" Wang Yangxin's voice turned sarcastic.

  "I'm now standing right in front of the Wang's gate." Qin Luo looked up at the building, he knew that Wang Yangxin was in one of the rooms in this building.

  The phone was hung up without saying goodbye to Qin Luo.

  However, they met soon after.

  Wang Yangxin took off the Armani suit he had worn to pick up girls and put on a yellow silk Tai Chi uniform with a pair of silver satin round-toe cloth shoes. This outfit made Wang Yangxin look like a real master. If he went out to cheat some old men and women, he would definitely succeed every time.

  He didn't come out alone, with more than a dozen young people following behind him. There were both men and women, the men wore pure black Tai Chi suits, while the women wore pure white Tai Chi suits, with a silver needle and the word "Wang" embroidered on their chests.

  I don't know what relationship these people have with Wang Yangxin. Judging from their slightly deferential stance, they seem more like students or subordinates.

  Wang Yangxin smiled and sized up Qin Luo with a smile, like a hunter waiting for his prey to come to him.

  He didn't come down and shake hands with Qin Luo, but stood on the steps, looking down at Qin Luo with a smile and said: "Qin Luo, you really dare to come? I really admire your courage. But it's also good, as I will expose your hypocritical face in public, and let Huanxi see your true nature earlier."

  Qin Luo's face was full of smiles, and he didn't get angry because of his verbal attack.

  Pointing at the signboard on his forehead, he said: "This signboard is pretty good. I like it."

  Wang Yangxin raised his head and glanced at the signboard of Shen Zhen Wang, sneering: "Do you know what this signboard is about? If I tell you, it will scare you to death."

  "Then say it and scare me to death. Anyway, you hate me so much, isn't it all over?"

  "You-----" Wang Yangxin didn't expect Qin Luo to be so skilled with his words, almost getting choked by him. Pointing at the wooden signboard, he said: "This signboard is made from a whole piece of Huangli wood, this material itself is worth a fortune. The characters were written personally by the great calligrapher Qi Zhi Chan Shi. This was given to us by a prince from the previous dynasty as a token of gratitude for our family's kindness. If you have the ability to take this signboard away, it would be enough for you to live off for the rest of your life."

  "What's going on here?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "Of course." Wang Yangxin said with a proud and arrogant tone.

  Qin Luo thought for a moment and said: "How about this? I'll add one more condition to our bet. If you lose, give me that plaque?"

  "What if you lose?" Wang Yang said angrily. This guy really thinks he's someone special.

  "If I lose, even if you give me this white token, I won't have the face to accept it." Qin Luo said.

  After hearing Qin Luo's bet, Wang Yang almost got so angry that he vomited blood. He pointed at Qin Luo and scolded: "Qin, do you think everyone else is an idiot? Such a small trick can only be played in front of women, don't make a fool of yourself in public. If you lose, leave Huanxi immediately and have no further contact with her."

  "A broken tile can be exchanged for a woman?" Qin Luo shook his head. He felt he had been taken advantage of.

  Wang Yangxin grew even more displeased at these words and angrily scolded, "What do you mean by 'your family's woman'? You're a Qin, speak with some decency. What relation does Lin Huixiang have to you? On what grounds do you call her your family's woman?"

  "I'm just saying that. Don't be angry. Since you asked for it, then so be it." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  Judging a doctor's character by his personal character, Wang Yangxin gets angry so easily, it seems that his self-cultivation is still far from enough.

  A truly skilled doctor can remain calm in the face of a life-threatening situation and perform surgery with precision even in the most dangerous places.

  "If you're here to show off your eloquence, then go ahead and do what you need to do. If you're here to hone your medical skills, then follow me in." Wang Yangxin was put at a disadvantage verbally, his face darkening as he turned back. If the one surnamed Qin dared to follow him in, he would thoroughly defeat him in terms of medical skill.

  Even his disciples glared at Qin Luo with an unpleasant expression, then hastily followed Wang Yangxin upstairs.

  Qin Luo smiled and followed into this ancient, fragrant with medicinal herbs, classical small building.

  With the rapid development of modern science and technology, people's physical health problems are getting worse. Nine out of ten people are ill, and one is sub-healthy.

  The business inside the small building is booming, with countless people coming and going. On the sofa in the first-floor hall, a long line of patients waiting for treatment are still waiting.

  These people are dressed to the nines, all belonging to the upper echelons of society. Of course, ordinary people wouldn't dare enter this kind of store either. The exorbitant prices would scare them off.

  Under Wang Yangxin's lead, a group of people entered a spacious and bright room.

  The room is filled with various medical devices and traditional Chinese medicine materials, with large human body diagrams and acupoint charts hanging on the walls.

  There were still a few people waiting on the sofa on one side, and they obviously came to Wang Yangxin for medical treatment.

  Wang Yangxin suddenly turned his head and looked at Qin Luo who was following behind him, asking: "What do you want to compare?"

  "I heard you're best at acupuncture, then let's have an acupuncture match." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "You can choose another one." Wang Yangxin said.

  In his heart, this guy was indeed a true expert in being stubborn. He actually dared to choose the strongest aspect of himself for comparison. What he meant by saying this was that he wanted to tell Qin Luo that no matter what he chose to compete in, he could accompany him to the end.

  He is not only good at acupuncture, but also skilled in massage, prescription and other aspects. Like Qin Luo, he is also a versatile Chinese medicine doctor.

  "It doesn't matter." Qin Luo waved his hand and said. "Since you want to take away your divine needle king sign, let's defeat you in acupuncture first."

  "Hey, what's with your attitude? You're called fat and you start panting? Our master compared to you, that's already giving you face. What are you pretending to be?"

  "It's just that. You haven't even competed yet, how do you know you'll win? I think, you're not even worthy of helping our master with his shoes."

  "In these times, only those without money are arrogant. If you want to take our signboard, bring out some real skills! What's the use of boasting?"

  This time, without Wang Yangxin speaking out in retaliation, those students who didn't get along with Qin Luo began to chime in.

  Qin Luo secretly regretted not calling Wang Jiujiu and his gang. One-on-one, you're no match. Group fight, we outnumber you.

  In terms of student numbers, Wang Yangxin is indeed inferior to Qin Luo.

  Wang Yangxin was really fed up with Qin Luo's arrogance, he waved his hand to stop the students' increasingly vicious insults and sneered: "Talking more nonsense is useless. Let's start now. Open your eyes wide and take a good look. See what real acupuncture looks like."

  Wang Yangxin walked up to a short and stout man and asked, "Where are you uncomfortable?"

  "Treating lumbar disc protrusion. Doctor Wang, you just diagnosed me." The short and stout man said, looking at Wang Yangxin.

  Wang Yangxin nodded, turned around and opened the needle box, taking out three 2.5-inch fine needles pinched in his palm. With extremely familiar movements, he wiped and disinfected them, then separated his hands. Left one, right two, the three needles were pinched between the fingers of both hands.

  "Take off your shirt." Wang Yangxin said to the patient.

  "Doctor Wang, will it hurt?" The man asked with a pale face as he saw Wang Yangxin simultaneously pinching three needles.

  "It doesn't hurt. It's just like an ant bite." Wang Yanxin comforted him by saying.

  When Wang Yangxin said that, the short and fat man finally took off his silver shiny plaid shirt that looked like it belonged to a nouveau riche.

  "Lie down. Don't move. Close your eyes." Wang Yangxin instructed. The man did as he was told.

  Wang Yangxin took a deep breath and suddenly moved both hands at the same time. One up, two down, flat thrust forward.

  That short and stout man seemed to have no sensation at all, he didn't move a bit, his eyes didn't even open, the area where he was pricked by the needle surprisingly felt no pain.

  Seeing Wang Yangxin perform such a profound needling technique, Qin Luo's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in surprise: "Five Dragons Needling Technique. I didn't expect you to know the Five Dragons Needling Technique."

  "This story involves medical techniques and acupuncture that are fictional and not entirely real. If you imitate them, you're an idiot."