"What are you doing? What nonsense is in your hand? You pour it into his mouth!"

Deng Fangyu saw Yang Ziyan's actions and stepped forward to hold him.

Yang Ziyan slapped him with his backhand, sending Deng Fangyu flying to the ground.

"If you try to stop me again, even if a real god comes this time, he won't be able to save him."

No one thought that Yang Ziyan would be so strong at this time.

Lin Tongtian frowned, "Young man, even if you know Chinese medicine, but you didn't check his pulse, you just got a bowl of medicine for him to take, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?"

Indiscriminate use of medication is a taboo in medical practice.

Yang Ziyan asked back, "So have you cured him? He is going to die soon, can you save him?"

The two rhetorical questions directly left Lin Tongtian speechless.

"When treating a disease, Chinese medicine looks, smells, asks, and feels. Who told you that you must check the pulse to cure the disease?"

"Taking pulses and treating diseases is the most basic thing. As a master of the generation, you don't even understand this principle?"

Faced with Yang Ziyan's rebuke, Lin Tongtian's old face turned red.

However, he knew that Yang Ziyan was right.

Everyone stared at Yang Ziyan in stunned silence. He was probably the first person who dared to say this in front of Lin Tongtian.

"So what? Why do you make us believe you?"

Seeing that Lin Tongtian was deflated, the woman in the long skirt was a little angry and retorted.

Lin Tongtian quickly stopped: "Okay, let this little brother take a look, I choose to believe him."

Only seen.

After Yang Ziyan poured the bowl of medicine in his hand into the young man, he massaged his heart a few times.

"Silver Needle!"

Yang Ziyan stretched out his hand towards Lin Tongtian.

Lin Tongtian's frown deepened, because it was deeper, because just now he saw that Yang Ziyan's technique was very skillful, and he was not the kind of quack who could just point something and blow himself up to the sky.

Lin Tongtian was even more surprised when he heard Silver Needle.

The art of silver needle is not something that ordinary people can master, and it requires time and experience.

Yang Ziyan is so young, how can he know how to use silver needles?

Lin Tongtian personally handed the silver needle to Yang Ziyan.

Yang Ziyan followed the method of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate and stabbed the young man.

At this moment, only the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate can save him.

After the first injection, Lin Tongtian didn't feel anything, but when the second injection came, Lin Tongtian's eyes narrowed.

Yang Ziyan's silver needles were very particular about the length, strength, and turning technique, and they seemed familiar to him.

Then, the third shot, the fourth shot...

The look of horror on Lin Tongtian's face became thicker and thicker, and his body began to tremble slightly.

When the ninth needle fell, Lin Tongtian's eyes widened.

"This...this is the long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate..."

"Oh my god, I never thought that I, Lin Tongtian, would be able to see this amazing acupuncture technique in my lifetime. This... how is this possible!"

Lin Tongtian had no idea that he would see the thirteen needles of the ghost gate that he had dreamed of for a long time in Yang Ziyan.

However, Yang Ziyan is too young!

How exactly is this done?

The people nearby, including the woman in the long skirt and Deng Fangyu, were all dumbfounded when they heard Lin Tongtian talking about the Thirteen Needles from the Gate of Hell.

Because the young man's situation was very critical, Yang Ziyan did not miss a beat.

Thirteen needles fell, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Yang Ziyan's forehead.

Everyone watched this scene quietly, no one dared to disturb Yang Ziyan.

There is only one thought in my mind, that is, I must succeed.

"Come on!"

After a while.

Yang Ziyan breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"alright?"

When everyone saw this, they all stared at the young man intently. At this moment, the young man still had no reaction.

"Master? Are you sure it's the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? It doesn't look like it."

Deng Fangyu asked doubtfully.

"Yes, absolutely nothing wrong! If my guess is right, he will wake up soon."

Lin Tongtian's breathing was a little heavy.

Not long after he finished speaking, the young man's chest, which had been unresponsive for a long time, began to rise and fall slightly.

Well……

A sudden sound came from the young man's throat, and then his chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing became very rapid.

Then, the frequency slowly decreased and entered a plateau period.

The pale color on the young man's face gradually weakened and became rosy.

Wow……

The young man suddenly trembled and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

However, this blood is not bright red, but black.

"I...am I dead?"

The young man slowly opened his eyes. Although he was still very weak, he was able to speak.

This indirectly proves that the young man has been rescued.

"It really saved his life, it's amazing."

"Oh my god, this is a miracle doctor, a real miracle doctor."

Everyone stared at Yang Ziyan in disbelief, with a look of fanaticism in their eyes.

Simply awesome!

Even Lin Tongtian couldn't do anything, Yang Ziyan could do it in a few moments.

"Sir, please accept my respects!"

Lin Tongtian stepped forward and bowed deeply to Yang Ziyan, sincerely convinced.

The woman in the long skirt also came up, bowed deeply, and said with a look of shame, "I was so offended just now, and I hope you can forgive me, sir, and I am willing to apologize to you!"

Logically speaking, Yang Ziyan saved Lin Tongtian's life by rescuing the young man.

As it should be!

"It is the doctor's duty to save lives and heal the wounded."

Yang Ziyan waved his hand.

"That's right, sir." Lin Tongtian sighed.

Deng Fangyu next to him felt ashamed when he heard this.

"I have some doubts and would like to ask my husband for advice. I wonder if he can give me some advice?"

Lin Tongtian seized the opportunity and said.

"You want to ask about his illness?" Yang Ziyan understood what Lin Tongtian was thinking.

Lin Tongtian nodded.

"It is true that he consumed excessive amounts of energy and blood, but the final reason why he was unconscious was not because of this, but because he was poisoned..."

"Poisoned?"

Lin Tongtian's face was full of surprise.

There is really no sign of the young man being poisoned.

Yang Ziyan pointed at the young man's finger, "Look carefully, the color inside his fingernails is slightly black and blue, which is obviously a sign of poisoning."

"The bowl of medicine I brought over just now is actually the antidote I prepared for him!"

After saying this, everyone couldn't help but open their mouths.
To be continued...