Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew how high Mr. Qi's status in the traditional Chinese medicine industry was. Now that I saw this acupuncture technique, I admire him for being impressed. This shows that the young man does have magical medical skills. He really underestimated others before. Lin Yang was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qi, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, admitted his mistake, and he lost his disgust and said calmly: "You are so polite. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. I just have a little understanding of the skin. This Thirteen Acupuncture is also a secret method passed down by the ancestors. It's nothing.

It's a big deal."

The silver needles were pierced on different acupoints respectively. Under the action of true qi, the ends continued to tremble slightly, visible to the naked eye. Everyone was blinded and secretly called themselves strange.

Lifting his left hand, Lin Yang looked at the watch worth more than three million. It was not to show off his wealth, he had to master the time.

A quarter of an hour!

At that time, Lin Yang bent down, his fingers gently brushed over like a breeze and pulled out the silver needle, inserted it into the needle bag, then squatted down, attaching his hands to Jiaojiao's legs and slowly moving downwards, and the scorching breath injected into the child's meridians.

Jiaojiao's originally white legs appeared in a faint pink color, and she felt the power contained in it, which was something that had never been before, and it was very wonderful.

Lin Yang stood up and looked at the girl's big black eyes, and said with a smile: "Jiaojiao, do you believe in uncle?"

At this moment, Jiaojiao and a normal girl seemed to have no difference. She was able to communicate without barriers. She nodded vigorously and said obediently: "Uncle is trustworthy."

Seeing her daughter performing so well, An Baifeng's eyes were filled with tears and she held back her tears. What a good child. She has suffered too much over the years. If she hadn't met a noble person, she would have been ruined in her whole life!

The whole family was moved by Jiaojiao, and they were completely happy to see the moon with their mindset.

"Jiaojiao is so good. She will definitely be a promising child in the future. The uncle below will protect you. Can you stand up?" Lin Yang opened his arms, raised his hand up, and encouraged the little girl.

A trace of doubt flashed across her big eyes, because Jiaojiao knew in her heart that she had never stood up for so many years, but the uncle in front of her gave her great courage, so she nodded and said, "Okay!" She trembled and shook slowly, as if a newborn lamb. Lin Yang's arms were always around the girl, playing a protective role, but she did not have any contact. She said softly: "Very good, good boy, you can, keep going."

Don't be afraid when you stand up, uncle is here."

Finally, Jiaojiao stood up by herself!

"Wow..." An Baifeng could no longer control her excitement and burst into tears.

An's mother and An Yerong hugged her and kept comforting her, but as she spoke, they both burst into tears. The three of them hugged their heads and cried bitterly, crying in a daze.

At this moment, they have been waiting for too long!

Fifteen years—

It’s been fifteen years, every day and night is so painful, I spent it in trepidation, and finally got through it!

Seeing my mother, grandmother and aunt crying, big tears rolled out of Jiaojiao's eyes and slid across her pretty face. She also cried, and her own could really stand.

Mr. An was tall and looked very imposing, and said in a loud voice: "Look at why you all cry, and the children also cried. This is a good thing, so you are happy."

The three mothers stopped crying and began to comfort the child again. An Yerong stepped forward to wipe the child's tears. Lin Yang said, "Sister Rong, let's help the child slowly. When she gets used to it, she can walk by herself."

"Yeah, I get it."

The two of them supported Jiaojiao, and the little girl walked forward, her body trembled and almost fell, which made everyone frightened, but fortunately, Jiaojiao stood firm and walked forward slowly step by step.

The girl walked around the living room, and the more she walked, it became smoother and smoother. Lin Yang let go of Jiaojiao's arm and signaled An Yerong to leave. She turned into Jiaojiao and walked forward by herself. Her first two steps were a little trembling, and then she could walk alone.

"Dad, mom...I'll leave." Jiaojiao shook her arms and shouted happily.

The whole family praised the child with joy, "It's so good, Jiaojiao is walking so well."

"Good boy, you are the best."

Yang Chengjian was filled with emotion, and from then on, he had no regrets again. He came to Lin Yang and said gratefully: "Lin Yang, thank you for giving Jiaojiao a second life and changed her life."

A sound of Lin Yang, not Mr. Lin, brought the distance between them closer.

Being able to gain recognition from the city’s big names made Lin Yang feel accomplished and smiled: “You don’t have to be polite, this is what I should do. The doctor’s duty is to help patients solve their problems.”

"Good words." Mr. Qi praised. The master of Chinese medicine in his seventies came closer and made a jaw-dropping move. Regardless of his age, he knelt on the ground and said earnestly: "My doctor, your medical skills have reached the pinnacle. I admire you very much. I want to worship you for yourselves.

Master, I will listen to your teachings for the rest of my life. Please accept me as a disciple."

Everyone was shocked!

The living room was silent and could hear a needle falling off.

Lin Yang was stunned and looked at the old man with white hair in disbelief, thinking to himself that you are teasing me. What an age he is now? I am only in my twenties. Can I become a master and apprentice?

"Old man, get up quickly, I can't bear it. This is not appropriate. I am just a young boy. You are the authority of traditional Chinese medicine. I will never dare to accept you as an apprentice." While speaking, Lin Yang helped Old Qi to get up. However, the old man was very stubborn and shook his head and said, "No, if the miracle doctor doesn't accept me, I will always kneel here. Since ancient times, it's just a bullshit, and having unique skills is the truth.

Who stipulates that young people cannot accept elderly people as disciples? I also ask my master to accept me as a disciple, so I will not slander you."

Lin Yang was very helpless and embarrassed, and could not pull the old man up with a tough and domineering attitude. After all, he is so old and has old arms and legs. What should I do if I get injured?

Seeing Mr. Qi’s sincerity, Mr. An advised: “A miracle doctor, as the saying goes, there is no end to learning. As an authority in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, Mr. Qi wants to continue his studies, and only you are qualified to teach him. Why not just accept this apprentice.” In Lin Yang’s opinion, Mr. Qi is a person of true nature, and it’s not a bad idea to accept this apprentice, so he said solemnly: “Okay, I will accept you as a registered disciple first. The assessment period is one year. If you have a trustworthy character, respect your teacher and respect your teacher.

, in a year, you will become a formal disciple."

Mr. Qi was overjoyed and happy like an old naughty boy. "Thank you, Master, for giving me this opportunity. Master, I will kowtow to you again."

A shocking scene appeared. According to the old rules, the white-haired Mr. Qi kowtowed three times to the young Lin Yang. The old man was really trying hard and his forehead turned red.

Although Lin Yang is not old and is a master for the first time, he is quite like that. He said in a deep voice: "When you come to my school, the word "virtue is the most important. The doctor is the parents' heart. I hope you will remember your original intention and take it as the responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded. No mistakes should be made."

Mr. Qi agreed loudly, "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely be able to do it."
Chapter completed!