President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 629 So many problems

When Xue Zhenzong saw Su Han's tone, his face turned even redder. He ignored his grandfather's anger and said directly: "I am indeed not convinced."

He looked at Su Han and snorted: "My grandfather and the others said you were powerful, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. I can suspect that you used deception to make our grandfather and the others believe in you!"

When Xue Yang heard this, his face turned pale with anger. He pointed at Xue Zhenzong and his beard was blowing: "What are you talking about? Do you still have some etiquette?"

Wen Rujun and others frowned.

What Xue Zhenzong means by this is not that they, the old guys, are dim-sighted?

If one person is deceived by Su Han, forget it. Could so many people be mistaken?

During the exchange meeting in Kyoto, they could clearly see Su Han's method, using Qi to control needles. This was not a method used by ordinary Chinese medicine associations. Without Qigong, it would not be possible at all.

What's more, Su Han also helped Xue Yang perfect the missing eleventh stitch of the thirteen stitches of the Ghost Gate. Could this be false?
  "What you said is a bit excessive."

Wen Rujun glanced at Xue Zhenzong. He had watched Xue Zhenzong grow up. He had always known that this child was arrogant and arrogant, and he had always been treated as a genius.

Now, Su Han appeared in front of him, a young man who was younger than him but had better medical skills. How could he be convinced?

"Grandpa, Senior Wen, I don't mean to offend you, but I have never seen Su Han's medical skills with my own eyes,"

Xue Zhenzong cupped his hands and said, "I have been studying Chinese medicine since I was a child. I am thirty-four years old this year and am already a well-known Chinese medicine practitioner. It can be said that my talent is unique. I don't believe that Su Han can be better than me."

He said it very directly. A man younger than himself has better medical skills than him?

How could he believe that he was a genius like no other, how could he not be as good as Su Han.

Xue Yang was so angry that his fingers trembled slightly. He felt that his grandson was so ignorant that he was embarrassed!

"Do you think your medical skills are better than mine?"

Su Han laughed. He had already seen that Xue Zhenzong was a man of arrogance. After all, he was honored as a genius doctor at such a young age, so he was naturally arrogant.

Seeing that I was younger than him, and talking about friendships with my peers in front of Mr. Xue and others, I naturally felt unbalanced.

"Yes, unless I see your medical skills with my own eyes, I won't be convinced."

Having just been scolded by his grandfather in front of so many people, Xue Zhenzong was also holding back a fire in his heart.

He didn't believe that Su Han was more talented than him!

Everyone looked at Su Han, their faces seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but with a hint of amusement. Only Mr. Xue looked unhappy.

Isn’t this a joke?

Just as he opened his mouth, Wen Rujun had already spoken first: "It's normal to have doubts. After all, even us, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, wouldn't believe Su Han's amazing medical skills. In this case, Su Han, why don't you show it a little bit. Let this little Xue open his eyes?"

He kind of gave Xue Yang a step down, and the situation immediately turned into a communication, so there was no issue of impoliteness.

Xue Yang nodded, glanced at his grandson, and hummed: "Then please ask Su Han to show you a little bit and open your eyes!"

He said, looking at Su Han, and naturally asked for his consent.

Seeing that several seniors had spoken, Su Han certainly would not embarrass Mr. Xue. Xue Zhenzong couldn't trust him, so he didn't want to pay attention.

How do I need his recognition for my medical skills?

But looking at his excited look, if he is not convinced today, this guy might still blame Mr. Xue.

"Okay, I'll convince you." "Huh, that's the best!" Xue Zhenzong said unconvinced.

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As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Zhenzong's face suddenly turned as red as pig liver. He felt that Su Han just wanted to humiliate him!

The Thirteen Needles of Guimen passed down from my ancestors are acupuncture techniques that I have learned and practiced since I was a child.

Su Han dares to compare this with himself? Will he?
  What a joke!
  Before Xue Zhenzong could speak, Xue Yang's eyes had already lit up: "Okay! I was originally thinking of letting you teach me, the descendant of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, again. Isn't this just right?"

Xue Yang seemed to be in a good mood and immediately asked someone to fetch the mannequin and display it in the reception hall.

Seeing his grandfather so excited, Xue Zhenzong clenched his fists, feeling ashamed and angry.

Su Han challenges what he is best at. Is he so confident that he thinks he can win what he is proficient in?

"You are bringing humiliation upon yourself!" Xue Zhenzong snorted coldly and thought to himself.

Su Han's face was calm, not nervous at all. On the contrary, Xue Zhenzong was slightly panicked. After all, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, but the acupuncture method passed down by his Xue family, was what he was most proficient in.

If he loses to Su Han in this, he will be really embarrassed.

"No! How could I lose? Except for grandpa, no one in this Xue family has better acupuncture skills than me!"

Xue Zhenzong glanced at Su Han, his face full of confidence: "I think you can think about it and change the way, lest you lose too ugly."

Su Han smiled: "First of all, you have to make me lose."

He didn't talk nonsense, pointed at the mannequin and said, "Just use it on this mannequin. There are so many seniors here, and your grandpa. They're all watching. It's fair."

Xue Yang nodded, and everyone else said they would take a serious look at it, it was absolutely fair.

These people are all representatives of the traditional Chinese medicine school. They are all extremely skilled in medicine. What's the problem with being a referee?
  "Okay, seniors, I will show my shame!"

Xue Zhenzong took the silver needle box and opened it, cupping his hands and shouting, "I will show it first."

He glanced at Su Han and thought that maybe after Su Han saw him doing acupuncture, he might not even have the courage to do it again, right?

Xue Zhenzong didn't say any more and took out the silver needle with extremely skillful technique. It was obvious that he had been immersed in it for many years and had worked hard.

He performed the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate in one go, and Xue Yang even taught him the latest eleventh stitch, so he just needed to use it this time.

Seeing Xue Zhenzong finish applying the acupuncture, Xue Yang stroked his long beard and nodded with satisfaction: "Overall, it's not bad."

He is already very humble. After all, he is his grandson and it is hard to boast directly in front of so many people.

When Xue Zhenzong heard his grandfather's words, he felt very proud. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Han with a hint of provocation.

"It's really good. Let's not talk about the thirteen needles of the ghost gate for the time being, but the timing, strength, and movements of this shot are all well grasped. Without more than ten years of basic skills, we can't do these things."

Wen Rujun nodded and also praised.

The proud look on Xue Zhenzong's face became a little thicker. He looked at Su Han and said calmly: "Miracle Doctor Su, these Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are my signature method of attacking evil. If you want to compare with me, it seems like Wrong choice."

"Yes."

Su Han had been watching carefully. Hearing Xue Zhenzong's words, he stood up and said with a smile, "How could I know that there are so many problems if I didn't watch you perform?"

(End of this chapter)