The ancestor of the Fu family is Fu Xi.

Fu Xi's talent is very good, otherwise she would not accept Fu Xi as his disciple and pass on the ancient medicine.

But today's ancient medicine has developed for hundreds of years and has branched out into too many branches and collateral systems. Indeed, many places have nothing to do with it.

However, in terms of orthodoxy, of course he is still a disciple of Fu Xi’s sect.

Fu Xi was a kind-hearted person. Before she completely disappeared from the ancient medical world, she had been traveling around China treating people without asking for any compensation.

Later, she returned to the world of ancient medicine and began to recruit disciples to promote ancient medicine.

Ying Zijin had not paid much attention to how many disciples Fu Xi had.

After all, she had already left the earth at that time and returned to the spiritual world.

When she was reborn this time, she only knew that Fu Xi was still alive and didn't care about the rest.

According to Lin Qingjia, Yu Xuan is her first-generation disciple, the ancient miracle doctor is her second-generation disciple, and Lin Qingjia is her third-generation disciple.

It seems that this sect is quite strong and has high prestige in the ancient medical world.

When she woke up, there were many more juniors.

Ying Zijin leaned against the wall and didn't move away, just looking at it.

"I have checked. The reason why this patient is unconscious is because the poison attacked his heart and nerves, causing him to have mental problems." The ancient miracle doctor touched his beard and was sure of victory. "This detoxification not only

It only requires medicinal materials and acupuncture."

"I am confident that the patient can wake up after just one session of acupuncture."

Hearing this, Evan's expression brightened: "Yes, Western medicine has also checked that my father's nerves are indeed affected."

It seems that this ancient doctor also has two brushes.

The ancient miracle doctor took a long box from the medicine boy and opened it.

It was filled with silver needles of different lengths, glowing with cold light.

The ancient miraculous doctor picked up one of the needles, disinfected it with alcohol and fire, then held the silver needle and aimed it at the Shaoshang point of Beiwen's family.

Rita's expression changed and she was about to stop her.

When it comes to detoxification, she really only believes in Ying Zijin.

But before she could take action, the ancient miracle doctor's hand suddenly shook, and the silver needle in his hand quickly turned black.

Not only the one in his hand, but also the ones in the box turned black.

Rita was stunned and looked at the girl.

The only one who can do this in an instant is the Poison Master.

The middle-aged man's expression changed: "Sir, what are you doing?"

Ying Zijin stroked his black sleeves and said nonchalantly: "Invite me here, disrespect me, and use such rubbish acupuncture techniques. I don't like it."

This kind of thing has always been said by the ancient miracle doctor himself, and no one has ever said this to him.

He was so angry that his beard became crooked and his fingers trembled: "You, you..."

Thirteen needles in the ghost gate!

This is an acupuncture method inherited from ancient medicine. There are only a handful of people in the ancient medicine community. What does a person from Ozhou know?

This box of silver needles is specially made and has been used by the ancient miracle doctor for thirty years, just like his own son.

He did not bring spare silver needles with him when he came to Ozhou. Once the silver needles were destroyed and he had no tools, how could he treat patients?

The ancient miracle doctor's face turned blue.

Rita glanced at the destroyed silver needle: "How much is it? Move it from the vault. The Bevin family is not short of money."

To the ears of ancient miracle doctors, these words were insulting.

Now, even if Lin Qingjia persuades him, he will not stay any longer.

The ancient miraculous doctor stood up with a cold face: "If anything happens to this patient in the future, please do not invite me. I am irresponsible and will never come here again!"

He turned and left.

But no one tried to save him.

The face of the ancient miracle doctor became even more ugly:

However, the middle-aged man followed and sighed: "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I didn't consider this matter well, and I made you run away in vain."

There are very few rumors about the First Poison Master.

But it is obvious that the First Poison Master lived a long time.

Even the top 10 poison masters can use poisons to greatly slow down the aging rate of cells and increase their ability to divide.

When it comes to age, even the ancient miracle doctor has to call his ancestors.

Of course he didn't say this.

"Master Taylor, you're welcome." Lin Qingjia smiled, "It's because our medical skills are not high enough."

"Ms. Lin is belittling herself." The middle-aged man added, "The Taylor family will compensate for the silver needle of the ancient miracle doctor."

The ancient miracle doctor snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Ancient miracle doctor." Lin Qingjia pointed to her brain and pursed her lips, "My mother also has a problem here. Please go back and see if you can cure her."

The ancient doctor's expression softened: "Of course."

If Asians don't know their stuff, there's always someone who knows.

He didn't want to reveal their master's secret skills to foreigners.

**

In the ward.

Evan and Ivan couldn't bear the fear brought to them by the First Poison Master, so they both found an excuse and left.

"Find the remaining medicine and deliver it to me." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "With the medicine, he will wake up soon."

Rita nodded, a little curious: "The acupuncture technique just now was really rubbish?"

She doesn’t understand traditional Chinese medicine, let alone ancient medicine, but what she heard from the ancient miracle doctor is indeed clear and logical.

Ying Zijin yawned and said with lazy eyes: "It depends on who uses it and where it is used. His needle cannot save people, it will kill people."

Thirteen Needles of Guimen are indeed targeted at the mental aspect, and can indeed restore patients with mental problems to normal.

However, because the head of the Bevin family has been poisoned for many years, the aging of his organs has accelerated and he is very weak.

The third injection of the ancient miracle doctor could directly kill the head of the Beiwen family.

Rita was shocked: "Fortunately you stopped me."

After thinking about it, she became even more curious: "But how do you know so clearly?"

She also heard that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are acupuncture techniques inherited from the ancient medical community. They are very rare and are not taught to outsiders.

"Oh, I created it."

Rita: "..."

For a moment she couldn't tell whether this sentence was true or false.

The brain capacity is a bit insufficient.

Rita was a little sad, she always thought she was a boss.

But now she realizes that she doesn't understand the world of big guys, and she can't even understand their words.

Ying Zijin stood up: "I'm leaving first."

Rita also stood up: "I'll see you off."

"No, I'll check more about the traitors in your family when I have time."

When Ying Zijin left the castle, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and glanced at Evan who was hesitant about whether to step forward: "Do you want to follow?"

Evan's body stiffened and his legs became weak again: "No, no, sir, please do. Please do."

He dared to follow the No. 1 Poison Apothecary after eating the courage of a bear and a leopard?

By then, I’m afraid I won’t even know how he died.

Evan just stood there, watching the girl leave.

Ten minutes later, the intimidating feeling dissipated and I barely regained my ability to move freely.

Evan wiped his sweat and went back with his legs softened.

It's so scary. I really don't know what the No. 1 Poison Master looks like. Could he have become a skeleton?

**
To be continued...