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Qingyu responded, took the golden nail and handed it to her.

Chu Zhao didn't take it, and said to Yun Fenghua: "Take it, and now in front of me, repeat the steps you used to perform the acupuncture."

"what?"

Before Yun Fenghua could speak, the people around him exclaimed.

"That's how he stabbed people to paralysis. If he does it again, wouldn't he stab people to death?"

"No, I said his method was not wrong." Chu Zhao said solemnly, "Don't panic, just wait and see the results."

The people all fell silent and turned their attention to Yun Fenghua.

Yun Fenghua swallowed nervously and looked at the golden needle handed over by Qingyu, but did not dare to reach out.

"What are you afraid of?" Chu Zhao frowned, "This is your only chance to prove yourself. Success or failure depends on this. If you don't grasp it well, no one can help you."

Yun Fenghua took a deep breath, reached out to take the needle box, and knelt down beside her.

"Okay." Chu Zhao nodded with encouragement, "Now, I'll teach you how to open the needle box."

Everyone in the Yun family behind him was shocked.

This golden needle is a treasure handed down from generation to generation. The method of opening the needle box can only be passed down from the previous clan leader to the next clan leader. Now the princess actually wants to teach Yun Fenghua.

why?

Why does the princess praise him so much?

Did he suffer for ten years just because he was pitiful?

But the suffering was clearly his own fault.

"Clan leader..." Someone couldn't hold back his anger and began to call the old clan leader in a low voice again.

"Shut up." The old patriarch didn't give him a chance to speak, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

Others who wanted to speak swallowed their words silently.

Since he recognized the princess as his ancestor, the old patriarch, who was always kind and kind, became irritable and would beat people up at every turn.

It's really wicked.

At this time, there was a click, and Yun Fenghua opened the needle box under Chu Zhao's guidance.

Everyone held their breath.

Only Yun Qi covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

"Very good, we can start now." Chu Zhao said to Yun Fenghua.

Yun Fenghua looked at the box of neatly arranged gold needles, his fingers trembling and he dared not touch them.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here!" Chu Zhao said, "I'm watching you from the side. You have to believe me, I won't let anything happen to you."

Yun Fenghua remained silent, but tears burst into his eyes.

It has been ten years since the accident. Everyone has been questioning him, blaming him, and avoiding him. Even the old patriarch can only sigh at him. Apart from insisting on removing him from the family tree, there is nothing else he can do to help. he.

He never thought that one day someone would stand beside him so firmly and tenderly, saying "Don't be afraid, I'm here".

Just for these words, he had to cheer up.

He wanted to prove to everyone that he was right.

He Yun Fenghua is not a quack.

"Dad, don't be afraid, our ancestors are here, just don't worry." Yun Qi came over with a handkerchief and a pot of wine, knelt down beside him, soaked the handkerchief with wine, and carefully Wiping it clean, "Dad, my son knows you can do it."

Yun Fenghua nodded, took another deep breath, reached out and picked up a golden needle.

The hand that was still a little trembling became extremely stable the moment he picked up the golden needle.

Everyone stared at the golden needle with bated breath, and the scene was so quiet that one could hear the needle falling.

Yun Qi said "offended" to Li Laosi and cut his trousers with scissors.

Li Laosi's legs were exposed to everyone's sight, and Yun Fenghua glanced at each other.

"Let's start!" Chu Zhao said calmly.

Yun Fenghua nodded and inserted the first needle into Li Laosi's left leg.

His hands were steady and brisk, without any feeling of unfamiliarity, unlike the legend that he did not dare to touch the needle for ten years.

In addition to the Yun family, there were also doctors from other medical clinics and pharmacies present who came to watch the excitement. Seeing Yun Fenghua's techniques, no one dared to say that they were better than him.

Experts watch the door, while laymen watch the excitement. The people are not familiar with medical skills, so they just wait with their eyes wide open to see if a miracle will happen.

As the golden needles fell one by one, the sun above the head gradually rose, and the sunshine became fierce.

The people spontaneously held up big umbrellas to block Chu Zhao and the others from the sun.

At first, those who thought Li Laosi smelled bad no longer cared about it.

If a princess with such a noble status can endure it, what can ordinary people like them not tolerate?

Everyone was afraid that talking would distract Yun Fenghua, so they remained silent throughout the whole process, gesturing to each other when they had something to say.

Those people who arrived late could not see what was going on inside at all from the outside, and they all cooperated and kept quiet.

They no longer care whether they can see it with their own eyes, nor do they care about the harsh sunlight above their heads, nor do they even care about delaying what they originally wanted to do.

At this moment, the entire Yunzhou City fell silent for a doctor named Yun Fenghua, quietly waiting for the result that took ten years.

Behind the crowd, Murong Xiao was dressed in casual clothes and stood with his hands behind his back, accompanied by Qi Fengshan.

He also wanted to see if that woman could make a miracle happen.

After an unknown amount of time, a cry of surprise suddenly broke out from the crowd.

This exclamation was like a stone thrown into the calm water, and the successive exclamations rippled out like ripples.

"What happened?"

Everyone was released from their restraints at this moment, and people in the outer circle began to become anxious, jumping on their feet and stretching their necks to look inside.

Some even started climbing trees, eager to see what was going on.

The scene where you could hear a pin drop just now suddenly became a bustling place.

Even Qi Fengshan, who had always been calm, began to lose his composure. He nervously clenched his fingers and asked Murong Xiao: "Do you think the prince has succeeded or not?"

Murong Xiao's palms also had a thin layer of sweat, and he pretended to be calm and hummed.

He didn't know whether it would succeed or not. He only knew that there was no woman in the entire Yunzhou City who could attract so much attention.

Such an amazing appeal made him feel an unprecedented crisis.

He worried that one day, everyone would follow Princess Jingnan's lead and forget that he was the real king of Yunzhou.