Chapter 152 Who is responsible?

Mr. Zhuge opened his eyes at this time and saw Tang Zhengang and his group. His eyes finally fell on Yang Fan's face, as if he had seen the dawn, and his dim eyes brightened a little.

Yang Fan stood at the door, looking at Tang Anya quietly, while taking out a pipe from his waist, stuffing tobacco leaves into the pipe, and lighting it with a lighter. The sound of smoking was very obvious in the quiet conference room.

"Doctor Gu, if you don't have a way, let Master Yang try."

Tang Zhengang said to Doctor Gu, who seemed to be in a trance and kept muttering to himself. Tang Anya's current situation made him tremble with fear, and he didn't want to waste any more time.

Doctor Gu came back to his senses, his eyes swept over the faces of Yang Fan and other strangers, and finally fell on Bai Cangyan, who had a head full of white hair, with doubts in his eyes: "Do you have a way?"

It's no wonder that he judges people by appearance. Among Yang Fan and his group, only Bai Cangyan looks like a master of medical skills.

Bai Cangyan's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Fan remained calm, stepped to the left, and stood in front of Bai Cangyan. While Doctor Gu was stunned, he said, "You have silver needles on you, pierce her Laogong acupoint."

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Doctor Gu looked at Yang Fan suspiciously and said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you?"

"Doctor Gu, this is Master Yang of the Dianlong School." Seeing that Tang Anya's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Tang Zhengang hurriedly urged, "It's too late to explain. From now on, Doctor Gu, you will listen to Master Yang's instructions. You will do whatever he says."

Doctor Gu's face suddenly became ugly.

As the chief physician of the Tang family, even Tang Zuoyun and Tang Anya were polite to him on weekdays. At this time, he was ordered to help. How could he accept it in his heart?

Moreover, as a doctor, he is concerned with observing, listening, asking and palpating, and assisting the emperor and his ministers. He is extremely resistant to the tricks of the world such as Feng Shui, divination, exorcism and demons. In his opinion, anyone who is called a master is a person who pretends to be a god and is not worthy of being in the elegant hall.

Especially this young man who calls himself a master actually smokes, not only poisoning himself, but also polluting the air and poisoning others, which makes the ancient doctor who usually pays great attention to the way of health preservation feel even more resistant.

For a while, the ancient doctor's impression of Yang Fan was extremely bad.

At that moment, he snorted lightly, stood up and looked at Tang Zhengang.

"Dianlong Sect, it sounds like a Feng Shui sect. Young Master, medical skills are not like eating and drinking, and acupuncture points cannot be randomly pierced. The condition of the young lady is unclear at the moment. If you randomly pierce acupuncture points, even if they are usually very safe acupuncture points, it may cause serious consequences. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

"Young Master, even if you want to find a quack, find a decent one. This boy will not be more than 20 years old. If he can cure the young lady, I will kick my head like a ball!"

As he said, he took out a small wooden box and looked at Yang Fan coldly.

"The silver needle is here. If you want to pierce it, do it yourself."

He was eager for Yang Fan to take action. In this way, even if Tang Anya really had an accident, this quack who suddenly appeared would definitely bear the main responsibility.

Tang Zhengang's face darkened, and he was furious. However, this was not the time to argue with Doctor Gu. He bowed to Yang Fan and said, "Master Yang."

Yang Fan shook his head, handed the pipe to Jian Xinyi next to him, walked over to take the wooden box from Doctor Gu, opened it, took out a thin silver needle, squatted in front of Tang Anya, grabbed her right hand, and stabbed it casually.

The silver needle accurately pierced into Tang Anya's Laogong acupoint.