Li Qingshan waved his hand resentfully and said, "Chu Bohuai, you've been saving lives for so many years, but you're too narrow-minded, aren't you?"

"Hmph, our century-old brand doesn't have any special treatment. Why should we give a young boy such a good treatment?" Chu Bohuai no longer hid his feeling and said coldly.

Xiao Yi smiled coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "It seems that I have to cure this disease today."

"Humph, let's see if you have that ability!" Chu Bohuai snorted coldly.

"Xiao Yi, there is poison in the patient's blood. The doctor might also be infected. You really don't have to risk your life." Li Qingshan whispered in Xiao Yi's ear.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and continued, "Chu Bohuai, what will you do if I'm lucky enough to cure him?"

Chu Bohuai sneered and said, "Whatever you want! I'm afraid you can't cure it at all!"

It was notorious for Boxika. There was no effective treatment in the whole world. Otherwise, how could Chu Bohuai put it in Xiao Yi's way?

Xiao Yi smiled when he heard Chu Bohuai's words. He glanced at a box in the center of the hall and said with a smile, "I've long heard that there's a shop treasure in the Baicao Hall. It's a 100-year-old Ganoderma King. Why don't we use it as a bet?"

When Chu Bohuai heard this, his face changed. At the beginning of the construction of this shop, his elder brother Chu Boyang spent a lot of money to buy this Ganoderma King. As Xiao Yi said, for decades, it was the treasure of the Baicao Hall in Hai City. It had been placed in the position of the door opposite the lobby. 30 kilograms had become a spectacle of the Hai City. There were even tourists who came to see it every day.

Like the golden signboard of the Baicao Hall, the red Ganoderma King of the Baicao Hall was the pride of the Chu family. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi wanted it.

Chu Bohuai was also nervous. If he lost it, how could Baicao Hall have the face to stay in the Chinese Medicine industry in this city? It was just that he could not take back his words just now, "Whatever you want!"

Chu Bohuai's eyes turned rapidly, weighing the pros and cons. However, he turned his head to look at the skinny patient and then thought of the terrible Boxika tumors on his body. Chu Bohuai's heart suddenly calmed down. He was certain that Xiao Yi was daydreaming to cure this person!

"Agreed!" Chu Bohuai's eyes turned sharp, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "However, if you can't cure it, what should you do?"

"If I fail, I'll abandon the needles from now on. I won't use the needle again in your place!" Xiao Yi said loudly.

"Hum! There's no evidence to prove it. You have to give me a written version! Li Qingshan, the Chinese Medicine Practitioner Association can't give special treatment to any people because of your favors. Hum, do you still want to break the rule and give him the Physician's Qualification Certificate? We are just against it!" Chu Bohuai's eyes narrowed slightly and said viciously.

"Chu Bohuai, Chu Bohuai, I thought you saved people every day, and you should be very kind. I didn't expect you to be such a villain!" Li Qingshan sighed.

"Tsk!" Chu Bohuai did not care about Li Qingshan's statement at all. He immediately sent someone to bring him a pen and paper and wrote down his bet with Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi looked coldly at him and hissed in his heart.

Chu Bohuai finally got Xiao Yi's agreement. He coldly looked at Xiao Yi with a cruel smile on his face.

Xiao Yi didn't say anything and called the patient to the wall, making him take off his shorts and lie prone on the wall.

When patients from the Baicao Hall saw this scene, they were all surprised. They whispered to each other and kept talking about it.

"Who is this young doctor? How dare he come to the Baicao Hall to make trouble?"

"Isn't this playing the ax in front of Lu Ban? Is it playing saber in front of the Guan Gong?"

"Alas, quiet. Just wait and see. Let's stay away from it. I heard that the disease can be infectious. Take a look at the nauseous malignant tumors. How can he be cured on the spot? I'm afraid that there's no one except for the gods who could make it."

Everyone watched from afar and was talking about it.

"Xiao Yi, you don't have to worry. As long as I'm here, I will try my best to help you. If the acupuncture is really abandoned, won't there be a successor for the Four-colored needle technique? That will be a great loss for the Chinese Medicine industry." Li Qingshan anxiously took Xiao Yi's hand and said urgently, ignoring Chu Bohuai.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Li, don't worry. If the Four-colored needle technique can't cure this disease, there is no need for you to call it the national treasure. Stand aside and see my treatment!"

"Hum, you just talk too much. It's just a slap in the face. Be careful not to lose your tongue!" Chu Bohuai grabbed the purple clay teapot in his hand and said coldly.

Xiao Yi ignored him and came to the patient. He took out the silver needles and looked for the acupoints on the patient's body. Then he stabbed them like lightning.

This time, Xiao Yi used a lot of needles. He actually applied forty-nine needles at one time, and there were silver needles in the twelve Major Vessels. And it was done in one breath. The needle technique alone was dazzling.

"Wow, it's too fast."

"Don't be fooled. The key is to be accurate."

"Yeah, it's so fast. But is it right?"

When the onlookers saw Xiao Yi's needle technique, they couldn't help whispering.

Only Li Qingshan's face gradually became more and more solemn. Others could not see it clearly, but he could. Every needle of Xiao Yi was extremely accurate. Although it was fast, there was no deviation at all. Even though he had been immersed in traditional Chinese medicine for decades, he could not compare with Xiao Yi.

"How old is Xiao Yi this year? Where did his familiarity come from?" Li Qingshan was shocked.

Chu Bohuai, on the side, couldn't help but widen his eyes and stopped rubbing the purple clay teapot. He gradually felt a little uneasy. Expert knew this better, and Chu Bohuai felt like he was pitying himself.

However, Xiao Yi was not distracted at all. After putting 49 needles into his body, Xiao Yi stretched out both hands and twisted the tail of each silver needle in turn from top to bottom. With Xiao Yi's hands, the 49 and silver needles began to vibrate slowly.

"Four-colored needle technique!" Li Qingshan's eyes lit up and he murmured. Although this was the third time he saw Xiao Yi perform the Four-colored needle technique, every time he saw it, Li Qingshan was deeply shocked and couldn't help but show his respect. This was the essence of traditional Chinese medicine, the treasure of the ancestors. Everyone who studied it just respected it.

Chu Bohuai, who had seen Xiao Yi acupuncture for the first time, was also shocked at this moment. Looking at the needle technique that was exactly the same as what was recorded in the ancient book, he broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"It's impossible, it's impossible..." Chu Bohuai stretched out his hand to hold the corner of the table with a hint of hope left.

With the tremble of the silver needles, streams of pink lines appeared on the body of the patient. The lines slowly spread, and finally rushed to the two Bladder Vessels behind the patient's body.

"Get up on your tiptoes!" Xiao Yi shouted as he stared at the red line.

The patient hurried to do as he was told. He stood on tiptoe and stretched his legs.

Xiao Yi took a bowl of rice wine, dipped it with his hand, and gently patted the patient's Weizhong acupoint where his legs were bent. After a while, two blue veins appeared.

Xiao Yi put down the rice wine, but took a piece of soft cloth with his left hand, and took out a three-sided blood needle with his right hand. He pointed at the patient's two blue veins with his fingers.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!" With two sounds of needles piercing into the body, two pieces of blood, which exuded a strong stench, shot out from the patient's philtrum.

Xiao Yi's expression was solemn. He lifted the soft cloth in his left hand and rolled it up. The two filthy bloodstains were all collected into the cloth, leaving not a single drop.

After throwing the blood-stained soft cloth into the bowl of rice and wine, Xiao Yi took out his lighter and lit the cloth. Immediately, a foul odor came out.

"Fk, it smells so bad. What is the doctor doing?" The onlookers covered their mouths and noses and looked at Xiao Yi's actions.

Xiao Yi, however, looked calm. From time to time, he took out a soft cloth and wiped out the black blood flowing out of the patient's Weizhong acupoint.

It was strange that the patient's legs were bleeding non-stop. It seemed that the blood was flowing like a river. Several pieces of soft cloth were completely soaked.

Xiao Yi didn't say anything. He just threw every piece of blood-stained soft cloth into the bowl and burned them all.

"Wow, look, the blob on that man is really small." A sharp-eyed bystander suddenly screamed.

It was only then that everyone realized that the original grape-sized, spiritual purple sarcoma had actually shrunk at a visible speed, it gradually became a layer of dry thin skin sticking to the body as if it had been sucked out from the inside, Moreover, everyone found that the blood that flowed out of the patient's Weizhong acupoint was also gradually reduced, and the color had turned into a common bright red color.

"Oh my God, how could this be?" Everyone was shocked.

"It's impossible!" Chu Bohuai cried in a low voice, unwilling to believe it.

Li Qingshan was so excited that he walked to Xiao Yi's side. His lips trembled and he said, "Xiao Yi, I only know that blood can detoxify, but I never see it before your show this time."

Xiao Yi glanced at him and said with a smile, "Although I don't know much about the cancer of Boxika, the patient's body is full of toxins. I just drove all the toxins to his Bladder Vessels through the Four-colored needle technique. This Vessel is in charge of detoxifying the human body, no matter what kind of toxin it is!"

"Well, put on your clothes. I'll give you some more Chinese medicine to nourish your body. And you will recover. However, if you still take drugs in the future, you don't have to come to me again!" Xiao Yi took the prescription paper next to him, took away the writing brush, wrote a prescription, and threw it to the patient.