Chapter 107
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Her voice was habitually dull, and her tone had no ups and downs.
It's cold and clear, like a cloud floating with the wind.
But just these three words, let the air stagnate for a moment.
Jiang ran was really stunned: "how do you..."
He took part in black market boxing, but no one said that.
What's more, most people don't know and won't come to this underground market, especially girls.
Of course, Xiuyu is an exception. She often comes here to race.
Ying Zijin didn't answer and repeated: "go down."
Two words, no doubt.
Jiang Ran is sure that she is talking to him.
If it was normal, he must have been irritable, but now -
he took another look at his feet, hammered the wall with anger, picked up his crutch with a black face, and stood aside.
There was no time to study how Ying Zijin knew he was here. Jiang ran hesitated for a moment and said: "they are not ordinary boxers. They are very good. Otherwise, you still..."
Ying Zijin didn't look back: "go down, shut up."
Jiang ran stopped talking immediately and his face became darker.
He remembered that the second time he fought with Ying Zijin, he was completely hanged.
Even if he took it seriously, there was no chance to fight back.
It seems that there is nothing to worry about.
But Jiang ran really can't understand how a girl can burst out so powerful?
He even can confirm, even if he used inside dint, afraid also still isn't the opponent of Ying Zijin.
"That's what." Jiang ran never said the last word, "thank you, Ying, Ying
"Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeve and said, "I'll call for a while."
Jiang ran
No.
He didn't really want to.
On one side, the youth understood what was going on.
"Young master, you are really worthless." He shook his head. "It's just a fight. He brought his girlfriend."
Jiang ran glanced at the young man. Instead of being angry, he laughed: "you'd better talk too much, or you'll be gone in a while."
Girlfriend?
Does he dare?
This is the father of their class.
The kind you have to give.
He didn't eat bear heart.
"It's hard to talk at this time." The young man also laughed. He shook his head. "It's OK to fight for you, but there are rules for fighting for you."
He pointed to a piece of yellow paper on the wall: "see, it's six times as good as normal."
Jiang ran decided three men at that time. Ying Zijin would fight for him, and he would fight eighteen.
"Fart!" Jiang ran suddenly became angry, "where did you break the rules? You did it on purpose
The young man shook his head and laughed: "young master, you still don't know the rules. What are you doing here because you are so naive?"
Black market boxing, originally unreasonable, rely on fists to speak.
Ying Zijin glances at the river burning that explodes to be the same as a little lion.
He is not only a silly child, but also a junior in grade two who didn't grow up.
"But for the sake of your girlfriend, you don't need her to do it all at once." The young man laughed, "one at a time."
"No Yingzijin look light, walked on the ring, "together, I'm still in a hurry."
“……”
This sentence made the whole boxing ring silent.
Jiang ran was silent for a few seconds. He took out his ears to confirm whether he had heard wrong.
"Yes, I have courage." Young Leng after, waved, sneer, "then together, when the time comes, you must not shout pain."
Eighteen people went up, and the girl stood in the middle of the ring.
She was thin as if she could be swept away by the wind at any time.
Around her, there were 18 adult males, each of whom was muscular and tall.
"Young master, you have a big heart." The youth tut tut ground laughs, "in a moment you this little girl friend, can see blood."
Jiang ran didn't speak. He was staring at the ring, and his heart was gone.
Eighteen people, really?
It's not a normal game. It's deadly.
"Young master, there is still a choice." The young man began to laugh again and said, "is it hard, one of your hands is not her life yet?"
the words were suddenly stuck in the throat.
Because in the ring, the girl moved.
She didn't even look at the boxers around her. With the help of her wrist on the ground, she suddenly jumped up.
Knee jerk forward!
"Click!"
Clear sound of bone fragmentation, in front of a person's sternum in an instant fracture, straight down.Didn't give others a little time to react, Ying Zijin slightly tilted his head, raised his hand and bent his elbow.
"Bang!"
An elbow throw, straight to the right side of the people down.
At the same time, she broke another boxer's arm.
Girls don't use much power, but every movement is extremely accurate.
It seems to know what the opponent is going to do in the next second, which is unavoidable.
She was like a sharp blade, moving between the enemies.
Every time it falls, it's a sweep.
This is clearly a one-sided and inhuman beating.
But it also makes people feel the ultimate beauty.
The beauty of being able to cut people off is very frightening.
“……”
The young man who was in charge of black market boxing had a stiff smile on his face.
He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one by one, stupidly.
Finally, I could not restrain my fear and fled like crazy.
Rolling, grabbing the phone and calling: "Hello, something's wrong!"
Jiang ran was completely confused
What kind of play is this?
Jiang ran had been trained since he was a child, and he was not a wilder. He had a good eye.
He can naturally see that Ying Zijin's skill does not belong to any fighting and fighting school in today's China.
However, it made him feel familiar.
Jiang ran frowned and thought for a long time that he had read a book.
To be exact, everyone who practices ancient martial arts must have read this book.
Because of this book, this is the origin of ancient Chinese martial arts.
It records the initial form of ancient martial arts and some moves that can exert the power of ancient martial arts without internal strength.
After all, Neijin is like the so-called internal power of those martial arts experts in TV series. It will be consumed completely.
The origin of guwu has always been a mystery, and its history is not long, only less than 400 years.
The 19th century was the most glorious time of guwu.
Unfortunately, it's getting worse and worse now, and fewer and fewer people are suitable for practicing ancient martial arts.
He is also forced to practice, so the internal strength of the body will riot.
But if there was a real ancient martial arts person to hand in the teaching, this would not happen.
But I can't find it now.
Jiang ran knocked his head.
He's really a devil. He actually linked their father and the origin of guwu.
No matter how long the life span of guwu people is, the people who created guwu are already buried underground.
Jiang ran raised his head and looked at the ring.
But he didn't even have time to look at anything.
The eighteen men had all fallen on the ring, twitching.
Even a few of them have been in a coma.
Ying Zijin jumps off the stage and lands easily.
She came over, picked up the milk tea that had been put on the ground, and touched the cup.
Well, good. It's still hot.
She doesn't have to pay for another one.
After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walks towards the outside.
She came quietly and left quietly.
"Wait!" Jiang ran held his crutch and hopped up, "wait for me! Father Ying
As soon as he called it out, he wanted to slap himself.
I don't like my mouth.
Ying Zijin stops and glances at him: "how did you come and how did you go back?"
With that, she ignored Jiang ran and left.
Cold and heartless, it seems that father didn't come to save his son.
Jiang ran
He had to drag his own feet, jumped outside the underground market, hired a taxi.
When Jiang ran returned to the hospital, there was one more person in the ward.
His throat was tight: "Mom, why are you here again?"
Jiang Huaping put down his fashion magazine and said with a smile, "look how you died."
Jiang Ran's face turned black: "Mom!"
"What a pity." Jiang Huaping sighed gently, "I could have lived with your father in a world of two people. How come there are so many light bulbs like you."
Jiang ran shut up.
He's sure his mother knows about black market boxing.
If he didn't come up and beat him up, it was already a little temperamental.
"Come here and stay in bed for me." Jiang Huaping picked up Jiang Ran's ear and threw it directly on the bed. "Don't blame me for running when you are injured again.
JIANG ran hissed:" Mom, you need to take it easy. It hurts. "
"The pain is right." Jiang Huaping released his hand and hugged his arms, "let you have a long memory. It's really no good. Mom will help you cut off your legs."Jiang ran covers his head with a quilt and refuses to communicate with Ms. Jiang.
"Remember to take the medicine." Jiang Huaping goes out and closes the door.
She twisted her eyebrows and thought about it, but she made a phone call to DIDU.
**
after leaving the underground market, Ying Zijin went to Shaoren hospital.
With the new doctors, more patients came to Shaoren hospital.
The daily income of running water is also increasing, which can almost catch up with the first hospital in Shanghai.
"Thank you, Miss Ying." The Dean sincerely admired the girl in front of her, "the information you left behind really benefited us a lot."
The dean is also very modest in learning, the more he studies, the more surprised he is.
It's unbelievable that such a young girl knows more about medicine than the older generation.
What's more, I didn't hide it, so I shared it directly.
But think about it.
They can't catch up with Miss Ying's medical skills.
At least they can't learn the skill of crossing acupoints with golden needles.
Ying Zijin nodded: "you can ask me if you don't understand."
"Well, thank you again, Miss Ying." When the Dean had something else to say, the door was knocked.
There is a cough, empty and shallow.
"Excuse me, is the doctor here?"
Ying Zijin turns his head and looks at the source of the sound.
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Her voice was habitually dull, and her tone had no ups and downs.
It's cold and clear, like a cloud floating with the wind.
But just these three words, let the air stagnate for a moment.
Jiang ran was really stunned: "how do you..."
He took part in black market boxing, but no one said that.
What's more, most people don't know and won't come to this underground market, especially girls.
Of course, Xiuyu is an exception. She often comes here to race.
Ying Zijin didn't answer and repeated: "go down."
Two words, no doubt.
Jiang Ran is sure that she is talking to him.
If it was normal, he must have been irritable, but now -
he took another look at his feet, hammered the wall with anger, picked up his crutch with a black face, and stood aside.
There was no time to study how Ying Zijin knew he was here. Jiang ran hesitated for a moment and said: "they are not ordinary boxers. They are very good. Otherwise, you still..."
Ying Zijin didn't look back: "go down, shut up."
Jiang ran stopped talking immediately and his face became darker.
He remembered that the second time he fought with Ying Zijin, he was completely hanged.
Even if he took it seriously, there was no chance to fight back.
It seems that there is nothing to worry about.
But Jiang ran really can't understand how a girl can burst out so powerful?
He even can confirm, even if he used inside dint, afraid also still isn't the opponent of Ying Zijin.
"That's what." Jiang ran never said the last word, "thank you, Ying, Ying
"Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeve and said, "I'll call for a while."
Jiang ran
No.
He didn't really want to.
On one side, the youth understood what was going on.
"Young master, you are really worthless." He shook his head. "It's just a fight. He brought his girlfriend."
Jiang ran glanced at the young man. Instead of being angry, he laughed: "you'd better talk too much, or you'll be gone in a while."
Girlfriend?
Does he dare?
This is the father of their class.
The kind you have to give.
He didn't eat bear heart.
"It's hard to talk at this time." The young man also laughed. He shook his head. "It's OK to fight for you, but there are rules for fighting for you."
He pointed to a piece of yellow paper on the wall: "see, it's six times as good as normal."
Jiang ran decided three men at that time. Ying Zijin would fight for him, and he would fight eighteen.
"Fart!" Jiang ran suddenly became angry, "where did you break the rules? You did it on purpose
The young man shook his head and laughed: "young master, you still don't know the rules. What are you doing here because you are so naive?"
Black market boxing, originally unreasonable, rely on fists to speak.
Ying Zijin glances at the river burning that explodes to be the same as a little lion.
He is not only a silly child, but also a junior in grade two who didn't grow up.
"But for the sake of your girlfriend, you don't need her to do it all at once." The young man laughed, "one at a time."
"No Yingzijin look light, walked on the ring, "together, I'm still in a hurry."
“……”
This sentence made the whole boxing ring silent.
Jiang ran was silent for a few seconds. He took out his ears to confirm whether he had heard wrong.
"Yes, I have courage." Young Leng after, waved, sneer, "then together, when the time comes, you must not shout pain."
Eighteen people went up, and the girl stood in the middle of the ring.
She was thin as if she could be swept away by the wind at any time.
Around her, there were 18 adult males, each of whom was muscular and tall.
"Young master, you have a big heart." The youth tut tut ground laughs, "in a moment you this little girl friend, can see blood."
Jiang ran didn't speak. He was staring at the ring, and his heart was gone.
Eighteen people, really?
It's not a normal game. It's deadly.
"Young master, there is still a choice." The young man began to laugh again and said, "is it hard, one of your hands is not her life yet?"
the words were suddenly stuck in the throat.
Because in the ring, the girl moved.
She didn't even look at the boxers around her. With the help of her wrist on the ground, she suddenly jumped up.
Knee jerk forward!
"Click!"
Clear sound of bone fragmentation, in front of a person's sternum in an instant fracture, straight down.Didn't give others a little time to react, Ying Zijin slightly tilted his head, raised his hand and bent his elbow.
"Bang!"
An elbow throw, straight to the right side of the people down.
At the same time, she broke another boxer's arm.
Girls don't use much power, but every movement is extremely accurate.
It seems to know what the opponent is going to do in the next second, which is unavoidable.
She was like a sharp blade, moving between the enemies.
Every time it falls, it's a sweep.
This is clearly a one-sided and inhuman beating.
But it also makes people feel the ultimate beauty.
The beauty of being able to cut people off is very frightening.
“……”
The young man who was in charge of black market boxing had a stiff smile on his face.
He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one by one, stupidly.
Finally, I could not restrain my fear and fled like crazy.
Rolling, grabbing the phone and calling: "Hello, something's wrong!"
Jiang ran was completely confused
What kind of play is this?
Jiang ran had been trained since he was a child, and he was not a wilder. He had a good eye.
He can naturally see that Ying Zijin's skill does not belong to any fighting and fighting school in today's China.
However, it made him feel familiar.
Jiang ran frowned and thought for a long time that he had read a book.
To be exact, everyone who practices ancient martial arts must have read this book.
Because of this book, this is the origin of ancient Chinese martial arts.
It records the initial form of ancient martial arts and some moves that can exert the power of ancient martial arts without internal strength.
After all, Neijin is like the so-called internal power of those martial arts experts in TV series. It will be consumed completely.
The origin of guwu has always been a mystery, and its history is not long, only less than 400 years.
The 19th century was the most glorious time of guwu.
Unfortunately, it's getting worse and worse now, and fewer and fewer people are suitable for practicing ancient martial arts.
He is also forced to practice, so the internal strength of the body will riot.
But if there was a real ancient martial arts person to hand in the teaching, this would not happen.
But I can't find it now.
Jiang ran knocked his head.
He's really a devil. He actually linked their father and the origin of guwu.
No matter how long the life span of guwu people is, the people who created guwu are already buried underground.
Jiang ran raised his head and looked at the ring.
But he didn't even have time to look at anything.
The eighteen men had all fallen on the ring, twitching.
Even a few of them have been in a coma.
Ying Zijin jumps off the stage and lands easily.
She came over, picked up the milk tea that had been put on the ground, and touched the cup.
Well, good. It's still hot.
She doesn't have to pay for another one.
After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walks towards the outside.
She came quietly and left quietly.
"Wait!" Jiang ran held his crutch and hopped up, "wait for me! Father Ying
As soon as he called it out, he wanted to slap himself.
I don't like my mouth.
Ying Zijin stops and glances at him: "how did you come and how did you go back?"
With that, she ignored Jiang ran and left.
Cold and heartless, it seems that father didn't come to save his son.
Jiang ran
He had to drag his own feet, jumped outside the underground market, hired a taxi.
When Jiang ran returned to the hospital, there was one more person in the ward.
His throat was tight: "Mom, why are you here again?"
Jiang Huaping put down his fashion magazine and said with a smile, "look how you died."
Jiang Ran's face turned black: "Mom!"
"What a pity." Jiang Huaping sighed gently, "I could have lived with your father in a world of two people. How come there are so many light bulbs like you."
Jiang ran shut up.
He's sure his mother knows about black market boxing.
If he didn't come up and beat him up, it was already a little temperamental.
"Come here and stay in bed for me." Jiang Huaping picked up Jiang Ran's ear and threw it directly on the bed. "Don't blame me for running when you are injured again.
JIANG ran hissed:" Mom, you need to take it easy. It hurts. "
"The pain is right." Jiang Huaping released his hand and hugged his arms, "let you have a long memory. It's really no good. Mom will help you cut off your legs."Jiang ran covers his head with a quilt and refuses to communicate with Ms. Jiang.
"Remember to take the medicine." Jiang Huaping goes out and closes the door.
She twisted her eyebrows and thought about it, but she made a phone call to DIDU.
**
after leaving the underground market, Ying Zijin went to Shaoren hospital.
With the new doctors, more patients came to Shaoren hospital.
The daily income of running water is also increasing, which can almost catch up with the first hospital in Shanghai.
"Thank you, Miss Ying." The Dean sincerely admired the girl in front of her, "the information you left behind really benefited us a lot."
The dean is also very modest in learning, the more he studies, the more surprised he is.
It's unbelievable that such a young girl knows more about medicine than the older generation.
What's more, I didn't hide it, so I shared it directly.
But think about it.
They can't catch up with Miss Ying's medical skills.
At least they can't learn the skill of crossing acupoints with golden needles.
Ying Zijin nodded: "you can ask me if you don't understand."
"Well, thank you again, Miss Ying." When the Dean had something else to say, the door was knocked.
There is a cough, empty and shallow.
"Excuse me, is the doctor here?"
Ying Zijin turns his head and looks at the source of the sound.
Her voice was habitually dull, and her tone had no ups and downs. It's cold and clear, like a cloud floating with the wind. But just these three words, let the air stagnate for a moment. Jiang ran was really stunned: "how do you..." He took part in black market boxing, but no one said that. What's more, most people don't know and won't come to this underground market, especially girls. Of course, Xiuyu is an exception. She often comes here to race. Ying Zijin didn't answer and repeated: "go down." Two words, no doubt. Jiang Ran is sure that she is talking to him. If it was normal, he must have been irritable, but now - he took another look at his feet, hammered the wall with anger, picked up his crutch with a black face, and stood aside. There was no time to study how Ying Zijin knew he was here. Jiang ran hesitated for a moment and said: "they are not ordinary boxers. They are very good. Otherwise, you still..." Ying Zijin didn't look back: "go down, shut up." Jiang ran stopped talking immediately and his face became darker. He remembered that the second time he fought with Ying Zijin, he was completely hanged. Even if he took it seriously, there was no chance to fight back. It seems that there is nothing to worry about. But Jiang ran really can't understand how a girl can burst out so powerful? He even can confirm, even if he used inside dint, afraid also still isn't the opponent of Ying Zijin. "That's what." Jiang ran never said the last word, "thank you, Ying, Ying "Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeve and said, "I'll call for a while." Jiang ran No. He didn't really want to. On one side, the youth understood what was going on. "Young master, you are really worthless." He shook his head. "It's just a fight. He brought his girlfriend." Jiang ran glanced at the young man. Instead of being angry, he laughed: "you'd better talk too much, or you'll be gone in a while." Girlfriend? Does he dare? This is the father of their class. The kind you have to give. He didn't eat bear heart. "It's hard to talk at this time." The young man also laughed. He shook his head. "It's OK to fight for you, but there are rules for fighting for you." He pointed to a piece of yellow paper on the wall: "see, it's six times as good as normal." Jiang ran decided three men at that time. Ying Zijin would fight for him, and he would fight eighteen. "Fart!" Jiang ran suddenly became angry, "where did you break the rules? You did it on purpose The young man shook his head and laughed: "young master, you still don't know the rules. What are you doing here because you are so naive?" Black market boxing, originally unreasonable, rely on fists to speak. Ying Zijin glances at the river burning that explodes to be the same as a little lion. He is not only a silly child, but also a junior in grade two who didn't grow up. "But for the sake of your girlfriend, you don't need her to do it all at once." The young man laughed, "one at a time." "No Yingzijin look light, walked on the ring, "together, I'm still in a hurry." This sentence made the whole boxing ring silent. Jiang ran was silent for a few seconds. He took out his ears to confirm whether he had heard wrong. "Yes, I have courage." Young Leng after, waved, sneer, "then together, when the time comes, you must not shout pain." Eighteen people went up, and the girl stood in the middle of the ring. She was thin as if she could be swept away by the wind at any time. Around her, there were 18 adult males, each of whom was muscular and tall. "Young master, you have a big heart." The youth tut tut ground laughs, "in a moment you this little girl friend, can see blood." Jiang ran didn't speak. He was staring at the ring, and his heart was gone. Eighteen people, really? It's not a normal game. It's deadly. "Young master, there is still a choice." The young man began to laugh again and said, "is it hard, one of your hands is not her life yet?" the words were suddenly stuck in the throat. Because in the ring, the girl moved. She didn't even look at the boxers around her. With the help of her wrist on the ground, she suddenly jumped up. Knee jerk forward! "Click!" Clear sound of bone fragmentation, in front of a person's sternum in an instant fracture, straight down.Didn't give others a little time to react, Ying Zijin slightly tilted his head, raised his hand and bent his elbow. "Bang!" An elbow throw, straight to the right side of the people down. At the same time, she broke another boxer's arm. Girls don't use much power, but every movement is extremely accurate. It seems to know what the opponent is going to do in the next second, which is unavoidable. She was like a sharp blade, moving between the enemies. Every time it falls, it's a sweep. This is clearly a one-sided and inhuman beating. But it also makes people feel the ultimate beauty. The beauty of being able to cut people off is very frightening. The young man who was in charge of black market boxing had a stiff smile on his face. He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one by one, stupidly. Finally, I could not restrain my fear and fled like crazy. Rolling, grabbing the phone and calling: "Hello, something's wrong!" Jiang ran was completely confused What kind of play is this? Jiang ran had been trained since he was a child, and he was not a wilder. He had a good eye. He can naturally see that Ying Zijin's skill does not belong to any fighting and fighting school in today's China. However, it made him feel familiar. Jiang ran frowned and thought for a long time that he had read a book. To be exact, everyone who practices ancient martial arts must have read this book. Because of this book, this is the origin of ancient Chinese martial arts. It records the initial form of ancient martial arts and some moves that can exert the power of ancient martial arts without internal strength. After all, Neijin is like the so-called internal power of those martial arts experts in TV series. It will be consumed completely. The origin of guwu has always been a mystery, and its history is not long, only less than 400 years. The 19th century was the most glorious time of guwu. Unfortunately, it's getting worse and worse now, and fewer and fewer people are suitable for practicing ancient martial arts. He is also forced to practice, so the internal strength of the body will riot. But if there was a real ancient martial arts person to hand in the teaching, this would not happen. But I can't find it now. Jiang ran knocked his head. He's really a devil. He actually linked their father and the origin of guwu. No matter how long the life span of guwu people is, the people who created guwu are already buried underground. Jiang ran raised his head and looked at the ring. But he didn't even have time to look at anything. The eighteen men had all fallen on the ring, twitching. Even a few of them have been in a coma. Ying Zijin jumps off the stage and lands easily. She came over, picked up the milk tea that had been put on the ground, and touched the cup. Well, good. It's still hot. She doesn't have to pay for another one. After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walks towards the outside. She came quietly and left quietly. "Wait!" Jiang ran held his crutch and hopped up, "wait for me! Father Ying As soon as he called it out, he wanted to slap himself. I don't like my mouth. Ying Zijin stops and glances at him: "how did you come and how did you go back?" With that, she ignored Jiang ran and left. Cold and heartless, it seems that father didn't come to save his son. Jiang ran He had to drag his own feet, jumped outside the underground market, hired a taxi. When Jiang ran returned to the hospital, there was one more person in the ward. His throat was tight: "Mom, why are you here again?" Jiang Huaping put down his fashion magazine and said with a smile, "look how you died." Jiang Ran's face turned black: "Mom!" "What a pity." Jiang Huaping sighed gently, "I could have lived with your father in a world of two people. How come there are so many light bulbs like you." Jiang ran shut up. He's sure his mother knows about black market boxing. If he didn't come up and beat him up, it was already a little temperamental. "Come here and stay in bed for me." Jiang Huaping picked up Jiang Ran's ear and threw it directly on the bed. "Don't blame me for running when you are injured again. JIANG ran hissed:" Mom, you need to take it easy. It hurts. " "The pain is right." Jiang Huaping released his hand and hugged his arms, "let you have a long memory. It's really no good. Mom will help you cut off your legs."Jiang ran covers his head with a quilt and refuses to communicate with Ms. Jiang. "Remember to take the medicine." Jiang Huaping goes out and closes the door. She twisted her eyebrows and thought about it, but she made a phone call to DIDU. **after leaving the underground market, Ying Zijin went to Shaoren hospital. With the new doctors, more patients came to Shaoren hospital. The daily income of running water is also increasing, which can almost catch up with the first hospital in Shanghai. "Thank you, Miss Ying." The Dean sincerely admired the girl in front of her, "the information you left behind really benefited us a lot." The dean is also very modest in learning, the more he studies, the more surprised he is. It's unbelievable that such a young girl knows more about medicine than the older generation. What's more, I didn't hide it, so I shared it directly. But think about it. They can't catch up with Miss Ying's medical skills. At least they can't learn the skill of crossing acupoints with golden needles. Ying Zijin nodded: "you can ask me if you don't understand." "Well, thank you again, Miss Ying." When the Dean had something else to say, the door was knocked. There is a cough, empty and shallow. "Excuse me, is the doctor here?" Ying Zijin turns his head and looks at the source of the sound.
