Douluo: You call this a toy

"Let your mother go..."

It was obviously the Eighteen Rejuvenating Needles handed down from the Ouyang family, but he insisted on saying that it was the Eighteen Rejuvenating Yang Needles. Emperor Ouyang instinctively cursed. When he saw the person clearly, he opened his mouth slightly and froze there. The words that followed were swallowed directly into his stomach.

His junior brothers and sisters, after seeing the old man, respectfully called Master.

The old man was Ouyang Jiu, the famous Nanzhou first miracle doctor. He glared at his son and moved his eyes to Bahu.

Ouyang Jiu's arrival did not affect Yang Fan's treatment of patients. His expression was calm. After 18 injections, Bahu's face showed some color.

"Heartbeat resumed."

Pan Mingfang rushed to Bahu's side excitedly, held his wrist and felt the pulse.

"Breathing is also restored."

The speaker was Bai Lan. Unexpectedly, the same acupuncture technique used by Yang Fan actually had the effect of resurrecting the dead. Was it because of modifications?There was a storm in my heart.

"Well, I'll wake up in less than a minute..."

But before Ouyang Jiu finished speaking, Bahu's eyelids trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

"Tiger, tiger."

Watching his son wake up, Ba Weilang was so excited by the feeling of being lost and found that he squatted beside his son, his eyes were red.

Bahu looked away from his father's face and saw Yang Fan. His eyes focused and he exclaimed: "Yang, Yang Fan."

Fear spread in his eyes, fear and hatred.

"If your family hadn't been rich, you would have turned into a wisp of smoke and a handful of ashes."

Yang Fan ran his fingers over them and collected all the silver needles in his hand, shaking his hands and throwing them into the trash can.

"Stop warming the floor and get up."

Yang Fan kicked Bahu in the crotch, and the latter got up in fright.

Ouyang Di looked at Yang Fan in horror. He actually saved a dead person. His medical skills were better than his own. And he was still yelling to kick him out, blushing for a while.

The men and women who came with him were as if they had eaten dead flies. They lost the fighting spirit they had when they came and remained silent.

"Thank you for saving my son."

After losing one billion, Ba Weilang's heart was bleeding. He would rather be burned to death than Yang Fan, an enemy. There was no other way. There were so many people watching at the scene, and Yang Fan was so good at it, it was impossible to go back on his word. He pulled up his son Just leave.

A voice sounded: "There are still [-] million unpaid bills, are you leaving like this?"

Ba Weilang paused and replied: "One billion is already a lot, how much more do you want?"

"The promised 11 billion is still [-] million short. Everyone can testify. Do you want to default on your debt?"

Ouyang Di stood up and said, "You should have seen that he used my Eighteen Resurrection Injections. In addition to the previous treatment, I have at least half of the credit. However, I am also greedy for credit. Just give me the remaining [-] million." "

Snapped.

A slap hit Ouyang Emperor on the face. The one who hit him was not Ba Weilang, but Ouyang Jiu. He hated iron but not steel.

"Di'er, you have disappointed your father so much! If it weren't for Dr. Yang - Master's timely intervention, the patient would not be alive. Not only are you not grateful, but you are also grabbing credit and money. When did you become so thick-skinned!"

Ouyang Jiu's face was livid and furious. This man had disgraced him.

"I……."

Ouyang Di covered his face and couldn't say a word, but he didn't realize that his father was called Master Yang Fan.

After struggling for a long time, he said aggrievedly: "He used the Eighteen Resurrection Needles."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Dad, he secretly learned our family's ancestral acupuncture technique."

Snapped.

Ouyang Jiu slapped him again, "Steal? I've only seen him once, how could he steal? And even I can't do the middle stitches."

Emperor Ouyang was confused. His father didn't know how to take a few injections. How could this happen?

"Dad, he didn't even cure me, why did you give him one billion? Come back quickly."

Bahu didn't know what happened in the middle, but he knew that the problem of inheriting the family line had not been resolved, and now he was still a waste who couldn't hold his head high.

"The Ba family will never break their promise. I will send someone to deliver the [-] million I owe you."

Ba Weilang ignores his son. If he can save his son's life, let alone one billion, it is worth 20 billion. As for other problems, he can slowly cure them.

"I can't trust your Ba family. Write an IOU."

Yang Fan pointed to the pen and paper on the table with an intriguing smile.

"it is good."

Ba Weilang quickly wrote down the IOU, took everyone in the Ba family and left.

Oh my god, the mysterious doctor Ouyang who had never seen the dragon came unexpectedly. He would beg him to heal him later. The patients watching the excitement felt as if they had seen the savior, their eyes glowing green.

"Everyone, please exit."

Ouyang Jiu waved his hand.

Soon, only Yang Fan, Bai Lan, Pan Mingfang and Ouyang Di were left in the room.

Ouyang Jiu glanced at the group of disciples and his face darkened, "You all should get out too."

After a while, there was no one else in the room.

"Brother Ouyang, long time no see."

Only then did Pan Mingfang have time to say hello to him.

"Old Pan, I'm disrespectful."

Ouyang Jiu crossed his fists.

After exchanging greetings, he looked at Yang Fan with a solemn expression, "May I ask if you really used the Eighteen Yang-Returning Needles?"

Yang Fan did not answer directly, but asked: "Did you ask your son to come to the gym?"

Ouyang Jiu glared at his son and said respectfully, "I am the one who failed to teach my son well. I would like to express my humility to you."

"This matter has nothing to do with my father. I heard that he lost to you in a bet. I can't swallow this breath."

Emperor Ouyang had a stern face, not realizing his stupidity. He even realized that he had half of the credit for saving Bahu, and he should share [-] million of the one billion.

Yang Fan also didn't believe that Ouyang Jiu would send his son to cause trouble. I couldn't fight him, but could my son do it?

"Actually, the acupuncture method I used is still your Eighteen Resurrection Acupuncture. However, I think there are a few minor problems. Based on this, I made a few slight modifications."

Ouyang Jiu's expression changed again. The Eighteen Needles of Resurrection were the magical acupuncture techniques created by Ouyang's ancestors. They were impeccable and he couldn't find any faults. Yang Fan dared to speak arrogantly and he really didn't take him seriously. .

"Oh, which parts and how to change them? Please enlighten me."

Yang Fan saw his dissatisfaction and said: "At Bai acupoints, when inserting the needle, change from diagonally inserting the needle with a filiform needle to inserting straight with a long needle, and insert two more inches; Fengchi, the needle is a bit shallow, push in one inch; and Tan If you hit the acupuncture point, you should let some blood out first..."

As Yang Fan finished speaking, Ouyang Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, then widened for a long time.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful! Since then, the Eighteen Needles of Resurrection has become even more perfect! I want to thank you on behalf of the Ouyang family. Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"

It was so sudden that no one could react. Ouyang Jiu fell to his knees and kowtowed three times.

"Dad, you are so stupid, how can you accept him as your teacher." Ouyang Di was the first to react.

Yang Fan jumped away, "Senior Ouyang, what do you mean?"

Bai Lan's eyes flashed with a hint of silence. After Yang Fan's guidance, the power of the set of acupuncture techniques increased at least dozens of times. This was a great benefit to the Ouyang family. Not to mention kowtow, it was worth the worship of the whole clan.

Pan Mingfang was smiling. In an instant, Ouyang, the number one miracle doctor in Nanzhou, became his junior brother. It was such a joy, and he felt so happy.

"Not only did you help me modify the Eighteen Resurrection Needles, but you also won the last bet. Now I am convinced to call you master. From now on, you will be my master, Ouyang Jiu."

Yang Fan quickly helped him up.

"You are too polite. How could I be your master?"