Divine Magic Doctor

This kind of extremely rare poisonous grass, Su Ming unexpectedly only took a glance at Old Master Lin's illness.    

He made an accurate judgement just like that.    

Yang Yizhen's expression changed drastically, while Lin Xudong looked at him in dissatisfaction.    

One had to know, Lin Xudong had been counting on Yang Yizhen's Ma Ling Lan to threaten Lin Wanrong.    

However, he didn't expect Su Ming to suddenly return.    

What was even more unexpected was the poisonous grass, Ma Linglan, that Yang Yizhen blew into the sky.    

It was seen through so easily by Su Ming.    

Looking at Su Ming, Yang Yizhen suddenly said:    

"Good boy, you really have some skills!" Alright, aren't you capable of treating it? I'll see what you can do this time … "    

As he spoke, Yang Yizhen raised his hand.    

Between the ten fingers of his two hands, eight silver needles had actually appeared.    

With a flip of his hands, eight silver needles simultaneously pierced towards Old Master Lin's body.    

What shocked everyone the most was that after the eight silver needles pierced Old Master Lin's body.    

As if it was alive, it moved along with Yang Yizhen's hand.    

The eight silver needles had actually moved.    

On Old Master Lin's heart, it actually formed the shape of a Eight Trigrams.    

Looking at Yang Yizhen, his face was pale and covered in sweat.    

As for his fingers, they were as agile as ever, constantly poking at the surface of the silver needles.    

His movements were like that of a pianist skillfully playing a keyboard.    

Looking at Old Master Lin, his already pale face suddenly turned red.    

Then, they saw Old Master Lin's body straighten up.    

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.    

After spitting out the blood, Old Master Lin's head tilted and he fainted.    

This scene caused everyone to turn pale with fright.    

Even Su Ming couldn't help but exclaim:    

"[Heaven's Net Needle]?"    

Yang Yizhen smiled, looked at Su Ming and gave a thumbs up:    

"Fine, you even know the Heaven's Net Needle..."    

With that, Yang Yizhen's body trembled.    

He actually spat out a mouthful of blood.    

The surrounding crowd went pale with fright.    

No one could figure out what was going on.    

Lin Wanrong looked at Su Ming.    

Su Ming had a serious expression and his eyebrows were locked.    

Lin Wanrong had never seen Su Ming like this.    

"What is the [Heaven's Net Needle]?"    

Jiang Yixue couldn't help but ask.    

Su Ming said:    

"The famous doctor of the Han Dynasty, is also a needlestone master, Huangfu Qi. He has saved countless people in his life, and his achievements are boundless. He had once taught the two of them as disciples. In his later years, he passed on all the acupuncture skills he had learned to his eldest disciple. However, the second disciple, out of jealousy, betrayed his sect and created his own Heaven's Net Needle. Although this kind of needle technique could save a person, it mainly focused on harming them. However, this needle technique was too vicious, and he had to use his heart's blood to move the needles. Every time the person who used the needle used it, he would waste his blood and sweat, which was extremely harmful to his body. "To think that someone would use such a poisonous needle technique..."    

Su Ming stared at Yang Yizhen and continued,    

"Yang Yizhen, you're still considered a famous doctor. But I don't understand, Old Master Lin has no enmity with you. Why did you harm him in such a way? "    

Yang Yizhen's face turned from white to yellow without a trace of blood on it.    

He looked at Su Ming and said shakily:    

"Didn't you say that as long as I, Yang Yizhen, can treat it, you can? I want to see how you're going to treat it. "    

As he said that, Yang Yizhen lost his balance and fell onto the sofa.    

He could feel that Yang Yizhen was extremely weak.    

However, he still wanted to gamble with Su Ming, betting that Su Ming would not be able to cure Old Master Lin.    

It was also the first time that Lin Xudong, who was standing at the side, had seen Su Ming in such a difficult situation.    

How could he care about Old Master Lin's life or death? Looking at Su Ming, he proudly said:    

"Su Ming, aren't you amazing? What, you can't cure it? "    

Su Ming frowned and did not say a word.    

Yang Yizhen held onto the arm rest of the sofa and said weakly:    

"[Heaven's Net Needle Art] is an exquisite technique to prick the heart meridian. Let alone him, Su Ming, even if Medicine King was reborn, the Yellow Emperor wouldn't be able to save a person who had been injured by the Heaven's Net Needle Art in his lifetime. "Unless it's someone who uses Tian Luo Needles …"    

Lin Xudong burst into laughter when he heard this.    

His two legs had been cut off, but he had never felt as good as he did today.    

He looked at Su Ming and said provocatively:    

"Su Ming, come on, why don't you treat him?"    

He then looked at Lin Wanrong and continued.    

"Lin Wanrong, just give me the two supermarkets obediently. I will let Yang Yizhen save Grandpa! Otherwise, hehe. Just watch your grandfather die from a little bit of pain! "    

Lin Xudong's shamelessness had angered Lin Wanrong speechless.    

Lin Xudong looked at Su Ming and said mockingly:    

"Su Ming, don't you like to bet? Come, bet again! If you cure my grandfather, I will give you the two pieces of land that I just took with Cui Family. These two plots of land cost 1.8 billion yuan. If you win, I'll give you one billion! "    

At this point, Lin Xudong sneered and continued:    

"But if you can't treat it, we will transfer 500 million to two supermarkets! "How about it, do you dare to bet?"    

The moment Lin Xudong finished his sentence, Cui Shengnan suddenly whispered to Lin Xudong:    

"Forget it, let's not bet anymore!" We've bet with him a few times, and we've all lost... "    

Although Cui Shengnan's voice was not loud, everyone could still hear her clearly.    

Yang Yizhen, who was slumped on the sofa, suddenly said:    

"Gamble, why not?" Believe me, he can't cure it! "    

The reason why Yang Yizhen was so confident.    

In all his years of traveling, he had never seen anyone who knew the Heaven's Net Needle Technique.    

There were very few who knew about the [Heaven's Net Needle].    

But Cui Shengnan still didn't want to bet.    

Firstly, Lin Xudong had never won a gamble with Su Ming.    

If he lost, it wouldn't be just one or two hundred million yuan.    

These two pieces of Earth Cui Family had opened up too many relations, which was why he obtained them.    

Once the residential area was built, according to the current prices.    

The net profit is over two billion.    

Seeing that Cui Shengnan was hesitating, Su Ming asked.    

"Lin Xudong, does Cui Shengnan agree with what you said?"    

Cui Shengnan remained silent.    

Lin Xudong was a bit dissatisfied. He looked at Cui Shengnan and said unhappily:    

"Shengnan, don't tell me you still don't believe Godly Doctor Yang and I?"    

Cui Shengnan raised her head and looked at Lin Xudong with hesitation.    

Lin Xudong became anxious. He coldly snorted and said with dissatisfaction:    

"Saying that he loves me and supports me! Is that how you love me? Alright, I don't need those two pieces of land. I'll bet my life against him! Are you satisfied this time? "    

The current Cui Shengnan was just like a little girl who had just fallen in love. He was obedient to Lin Xudong's words.    

Seeing that Lin Xudong was getting anxious, she looked at Su Ming and said:    

"Su Ming, Xudong's words represent me, also representing Cui Family! "Do you dare to bet?"    

Su Ming still looked worried.    

Lin Wanrong, who was beside him, tried to persuade him in a low voice.    

"Forget it, Ming." We don't have to risk our lives... "    

Su Ming couldn't help but smile at Lin Wanrong as he listened.    

Then, he turned to Lin Xudong and said lightly:    

"Alright, I'll bet with you!"    

As he spoke, Su Ming slowly walked towards Old Master Lin.    

At this moment, Old Master Lin's face was completely devoid of blood.    

He lay motionless on the bed.    

Even his breathing had become extremely weak.    

Su Ming first checked Old Master Lin's pulse.    

As soon as he did that, he heard Yang Yizhen sneer and say weakly:    

"Oh, Su Ming, Su Ming. Looks like I, Yang Yizhen, has overestimated you!" The [Heavenly Net Needle Technique] severed the heart meridian. What's the use of having your pulse checked! "