"Old Li, Master Li..."

Zhang Hongguo, Hu Beixiang, and the Chinese around him were frightened when they saw this scene. Even Kimura was stunned for a moment, spreading his hands and laughing: "It's nothing to do with us..."

Jiang Hao grabbed Li Weixiang's wrist and pinched his Neiguan acupoint directly. A stream of energy poured in, suppressing the old man's anger, comforting Sister Qingting and Zhao Bing and the others, "It's okay, the old man just can't get angry. I'll help him over and sit and rest for a while."

“Come on…”

Everyone helped Li Weixiang to sit on the chair, and the old man gradually woke up and glanced at Jiang Hao.

"Master, you have a rest first and leave it to me."

Jiang Hao smiled and comforted Li Weixiang, then looked back at Kimura. He was very upset about this arrogant and arrogant island devil, and said, "I haven't finished competing yet, I'm talking about winning or losing."

"Who are you?"

Kimura recognized Jiang Hao and arrived at Muto and the clinic at noon. There was a quarrel with the young man. Muto Maki also said that he was a doctor.

"I am Master Li's apprentice."

Jiang Hao pointed at Li Weixiang who was sitting in the chair and sneered at Kimura: "Next, let me compete with you."

"Ha ha…"

Kimura laughed wildly, looked Jiang Hao with contempt and said, "Is there really no one in China? Let an apprentice come out to compete, what are you comparing with me?"

Hearing Kimura's words, Zhang Hongguo, Hu Beixiang and others were very popular.

But Jiang Hao disagreed and walked over to look at the young patient on the doctor's bed, and smiled and said, "Isn't it compared to acupuncture? Then I'll let you see what acupuncture treatment is."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hao pulled out a silver needle on the patient's chest. Kimura stared at him, but the next second, he looked at Jiang Hao in shock. The silver needle in his hand was wrapped in a strong energy and was about to pierce into the patient's chest Tianxi acupoint and said, "The so-called blood circulation is the source of heart and blood. As long as the thirteen acupoints are opened, they can achieve the greatest effect..."

Seeing Jiang Hao constantly pulling out the silver needles that Kimura had stabbed the patient in another way, he changed the method of stabbing into the patient's chest. The method of using needles was so superb, and he was stunned when Kimura, Zhang Hongguo, Hu Beixiang and others.

This is not acupuncture treatment, this is an artistic performance of acupuncture techniques!

What is natural techniques? The movements are like flowing water. The acupuncture technique that Jiang Hao showed at this moment can be said to be the silver needle in his hands, just like a human needle in one.

The patient who was lying on the doctor's bed did not feel any pain. Instead, his skin turned red all over, especially his heart beat strongly and powerfully, which was completely different from his sickly appearance before.

He couldn't help but hold his powerful fist and said excitedly: "I feel my blood is boiling, full of power. I miss xx so much..."

Hearing the patient's swearing words made the women present blush.

Jiang Hao glanced at him and scolded in English: "Be more civilized, be careful that I can't make you a man..."

Seeing Jiang Hao pointing his lower body in his hand, the young patient was so scared that he laughed.

But Kimura next to him looked dumbfounded. Judging from the patient's reaction, he could clearly tell who lost and who won.

"So strong-willed!"

Standing aside, Maki Muto looked at Jiang Hao with big eyes, showing strong interest.

Now, those people around who don’t know how to understand medicine have such a significant reaction when they saw Jiang Hao just put a few injections on the patient, which made them amazing.

"If I had known that Xiao Jiang's medical skills were so powerful, I would have asked him to directly replace the old man to fight for the doctor." Sister Qingting was surprised. She didn't expect Jiang Hao's medical skills to be so powerful.

Sitting on the chair, Li Weixiang and the three old men of Hu Bei prime minister Zhang Hongguo were already stunned. Jushuku

"Old Li, is this your apprentice?" Hu Beixiang was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Well, don't you think he was familiar with the needle-moving technique just now?"

Zhang Hongguo frowned, and then the three old men looked at each other in front of each other. Suddenly they thought of something and shouted excitedly: "Nine-turn magic needle!"

"Hey, you can see it?"

Jiang Hao looked up and looked at the three old men with excitement on their faces. Unexpectedly, they knew that they were the Nine-Turn Divine Agent of the Jiang Family Medical School.

"Oh, it's really a Nine-turn magic needle..."

Zhang Hongguo and Hu Beixiang stood up with great patted their thighs and excitedly pulled Jiang Hao: "Young man, are you from the Jiang family's medical school?"

It was Jiang Hao's turn to be surprised and nodded, "That's right, do you know the Jiang family's medical school?"

"Oh, how did you know? I also know Jiang Wentian, the inheritor of the Jiang family's medical school."

"Yes, I remember it seems that it was in 1994 when he first came to Chinatown. We had a fight with him at that time..." Zhang Hongguo and Hu Beixiang recalled.

But Jiang Hao was shocked. He didn't expect that these old men knew his grandfather. He didn't expect that his grandfather had come to Chinatown in 1994.

"Xiao Jiang, can you be the queen of Jiang Wentian?" Li Weixiang sat on the chair and looked at Jiang Hao and asked excitedly.

"Well, he is my grandfather." Jiang Hao nodded with a smile.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that after so many years, his grandson came to Chinatown and taught us another lesson." Zhang Hongguo laughed.

Li Weixiang was even more excited and said with a smile: "No wonder I felt familiar when I saw you. It turned out to be Jiang Wentian's grandson."

Jiang Hao was surprised and said, "I heard what you mean, you are very familiar with my grandfather?"

"Why, the three of us didn't know each other without fighting with your grandfather. Later, we even became friends after drinking. By the way, how is your grandfather now? Didn't you come to the United States with you?" Hu Beixiang asked.

Jiang Hao sighed and shook his head and said, "My grandfather died of illness last year."

"What, died..."

When Li Weixiang, Zhang Hongguo, Hu Beixiang and the other three were shocked when they heard the news, they couldn't believe it: "He is only how old he is, he just left..."

"Yes, oh, it's such a pity. The three of us old guys are still thinking about when we will return to our country to visit him, but we didn't expect that he would leave so early..." For a moment, the three old men were full of sadness.

Although they didn't spend long time with Jiang Hao's grandfather, that memory made them very deep.

Or in other words, Jiang Wentian impressed them too deeply.

"Ahem, that Master Li, are you still comparing?"

This is the representative of the referee team. Unexpectedly, Jiang Hao and Li Weixiang reminisce about the past, but left Muto Maki Kimura and everyone around him aside.

"Why don't you compare? When Jiang Wentian came to Chinatown, he was also famous for his Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. Now that his descendants come to Chinatown again, they will naturally destroy the majesty of you, the island people. Xiao Jiang, you represent our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine!" Zhang Hongguo shouted loudly, patted Jiang Hao's shoulder, and asked him to let go and do something big.

"No, I can't represent our entire Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Please keep a low profile..." Jiang Hao quickly grabbed Zhang Hongguo and smiled bitterly. These old men like to promote the spirit of patriotism.

But Kimura and the people from Muto and the clinic kept silent.

The acupuncture technique that Jiang Hao showed just now could kill Kimura in seconds. Now his face is gloomy...
Chapter completed!