Chapter 827: The Darker the Painting, the More Vivid

indication. He said with a cheerful smile, "Manager Shao, you're too kind."After he finished speaking, he pointed his finger at a painting on the wall: "Manager Shao, this painting of yours is quite g..."Ten minutes What a joke! My grandpa takes three days, and you're saying ten minutes You're really bragging without paying taxes now."

Upon hearing his words, Wang Guangan was taken aback at first, then began to scoff.

Wang Xuande shook his head even more, "Young man, you really don't know the depths."

Just now, Ye Bufan confirmed Li Hongxiu's condition through a remote diagnosis, which still brought pressure to his heart.

Now it seems completely superfluous, this is just a hot-headed kid talking big, there's no way he actually has any real skills.

Li Hongxiu asked, "Young man, are you serious"

"Of course," Ye Bufan said, "Is it true or false Just try it and you'll know."

Although Yang Zhengdao was somewhat skeptical, he still asked, "Well then, young man, what way do you plan to use to cure my wife's illness"

"Acupuncture, for this condition, just a few needles would do."

"Poppycock," Wang Xuande shook his head and said, "As the Divine Needle King, I believe I can cure this ailment with acupuncture, but it would take at least three days."

In addition to acupuncture, it's also necessary to use decoctions and massage. Acupuncture alone might take a month and a half to show results.

"You're joking, saying it only takes 10 minutes"

Ye Bufan said: "You said that the title 'Divine Needle King' was self-proclaimed. With your level, you don't deserve those three words at all."

"You... a mere child, with only sharp words."

Wang Xuande wanted to get angry, but he thought it was beneath him. He snorted coldly and said, "You don't need 10 minutes. As long as you can cure Ms. Li within half an hour, this old man will admit defeat."

"I said 10 minutes is 10 minutes, one minute more and I lose."

Ye Bufan said to Li Hongxiu, "Ms. Li, please sit here for a moment, so I can treat you with acupuncture."

Li Hongxiu didn't say much either, pulled up a chair and sat down.

Ye Bufan came to her behind, took out the needle pouch, and did not use the Feihe Jin Needles, but only ordinary silver needles.

At this moment, the room was completely silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on the silver needle in the young man's hand, eager to see if he truly possessed such skill.

Ye Bufan was focused and moved with lightning speed, piercing over a dozen major acupoints on Li Hongxiu's back and neck with his silver needles in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the way the needle was being held, Wang Xuande couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart.

He is highly skilled in acupuncture and is known as the "God of Acupuncture," but he believes he hasn't reached that level yet.

Speed is both fast and large.

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The acupuncture was precise, lifting weights with ease, each needle seemingly random yet perfectly placed.

Li Hongxiu's cervical spondylosis, though somewhat complicated, is not a serious illness for Ye Bufan, the inheritor of an ancient medical lineage.

With divine consciousness scanning, chaotic true qi guiding the meridians, and combined with acupuncture, treatment was effortless, as simple as eating and drinking.

After a while, he felt it was enough, so he quickly withdrew the silver needles that had been inserted.

"Well, what do you think"

Although she had only just sat down, Li Hongxiu also felt lightheaded and clear-minded. The feeling of dizziness and nausea she had suffered for days had vanished.

I stood up and moved around a bit. In the past, any movement of my cervical spine would cause cracking sounds. However, right now, it felt as if it had been lubricated; not only was there no noise, but it was incredibly comfortable.

"Alright, I'm really good now," Li Hongxiu exclaimed with excitement on her face. "This young brother's medical skills are truly amazing. I've never felt this good before."

Without realizing it, she had changed Ye Bufan's nickname from "young man" to "little brother," making her relationship with him feel much closer.

"Amazing! I just timed this little brother, exactly 10 minutes, not a second more or less."

"It seems like you're quite skilled, young man. Old Wang said it would take three days to heal, but you did it in just 10 minutes. You're both doctors, so why is there such a big difference"

"Claiming to be the God of Acupuncture, I see that it's actually you, brother, who is truly the God of Acupuncture. You are indeed right on target!"

Those who had originally gathered to watch were already extremely dissatisfied with the exorbitant fees charged by Dr. Shen's Acupuncture Clinic. Now, finally seizing an opportunity, they naturally indulged in ridicule and vented their inner frustration.

“Impossible, this can’t be true!” Although he saw it with his own eyes, Wang Xuandé still couldn't believe it, shaking his head and saying, “This must be a special technique that alleviated the symptoms, but it didn't actually cure the illness.”

"Such simple tricks may deceive others, but they can't fool an old man like me."

He said to Li Hongxiu, "Could you let this old man feel your pulse again Let's see if you're truly better."

Wang Guo'an followed up, "That's right. Trying to pull this kind of stunt in front of my grandfather won't work at all."

Ye Bufan smiled and retracted the silver needle, saying: “Okay, then please have the elder feel your pulse. If you're still unsure, go to the hospital for a check-up.”

Wang Xuande said: "There's no need, old man can tell with just one glance."

"My body knows, I feel like it's truly getting better."

Li Hongxiu said so, but still sat back down next to Wang Xuan.

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Before the German doctor, she extended her wrist for him to take his pulse again.

Wang Xuande sneered, reaching out to place his hand on his pulse gate.

As the head of the Divine Needle King's family, he was extremely confident in his pulse diagnosis skills, not inferior to the advanced equipment in big hospitals.

... He could quickly smile froze, slowly became extremely serious, as time went on, his forehead was gradually seeped with cold sweat. ...

He just took his pulse a few minutes ago, and at that time it was the pulse of cervical spondylosis.

Now, it has completely disappeared. The whole person's pulse has become perfectly normal with no signs of illness at all.

"What's going on Could it be that he really cured Li Hongxiu's cervical spondylosis in just 10 minutes"

From the bottom of his heart, Wang Xande was extremely unwilling to accept this fact, but the pulse was right there, undeniable.

Ye Bufan said teasingly: "Master Wang, how long are you going to keep diagnosing At this rate, it'll take longer than my time treating the illness."

"If you don't feel well, go to the nearby hospital for a check-up."

At this, the crowd burst into laughter. Many people shouted, "Someone was cured in just 10 minutes, but you've been feeling their pulse for seven or eight minutes! Are you ever going to finish"

Wang Xuande's face flushed red, and he awkwardly let go of Li Hongxiu's pulse.

Yangshen Dao asked: "Wang Lao, how is my wife's illness"

What he said was extremely difficult, because it was tantamount to admitting defeat.

"Brother, you're a truly gifted doctor. You're far better than that so-called 'Divine Needle King'... "

It's such a slap in the face. I'm embarrassed for them. They're incompetent themselves and still accuse others of being scammers. They'd be better off just committing suicide by hitting their head against a wall...

"Come on, announce the result! This round goes to the little brother."

Yang Zhengdao was also shocked by the result. He had been in charge of the pharmaceutical industry for so many years and had seen countless famous doctors, but Ye Bufan was the first he had ever encountered who was so miraculous.

Hearing the cheers around him, he cleared his throat and said, “Since that’s the case, I announce the winner of the first round: Little brother Ye Bufan.”

Upon seeing this result, the old man and his grandson of the Wang family immediately turned pale.

And the surrounding people were a cheer of joy, cheering for Ye Bufan one after another.

Wang Guo'an said unwillingly: "What are you shouting about This is only the first game, three games out of two wins. The next two games my grandpa will definitely win."

(The End)s."At that time, set up ten arena matches. For each victory, you can obtain 10% of the resources from Xian Yao Valley."This rule has been in place for thousands of years, and continues to this day.Onc...