Then he carefully looked at Liu Zhen. As expected, as soon as he put out the needle, there was an extraordinary momentum around his eyes. However, it happened in an instant, and then he returned to his simple and honest look.

"Hiss! He's unfathomable! It's just that he's here to have a duel with me on medical skills. What's his intention?" Xiao Yi immediately came up with a plan.

At this time, Zhang Ma, who was acupunctured on the other side, shouted, "Ouch, it's impossible. It's swollen. It's really swollen. There's Qi in the chest. It's running everywhere."

"Haha, madam, hold on, it's all right!" said Liu Zhen. He raised his hand and pulled out the silver needles from Zhang Ma's foot.

"Hiccup, bur, bur!" As soon as the needle was pulled out, Zhang Ma burped thrice.

After that, she let out a long sigh of relief and said loudly, "Oh, I was so uncomfortable just now."

However, as soon as she finished her words, she was surprised to find that the stomachache that she had suffered had miraculously disappeared.

"Oh? I don't feel bad anymore! What happened?" Zhang Ma cried out in surprise.

"Ah? It's healed with just one needle?" Everyone was also shocked.

"To treat stomach diseases, you just need to get a needle in your foot. What's the reason for this?"

"Ha ha, Madam, your nose is green. This is the phase of 'liver wood by spleen soil'. The liver belongs to wood, and the spleen belongs to soil. I took the point between the rows and injected the needle, running the Method of Pouring out the excess Qi of the liver. With the root of it all gone, the stomach would be immobile. In the future, if you feel uncomfortable again, rub the acupoint with your hands." Liu Zhen explained with a smile.

"Oh, doctor, thank you so much. You are also a miracle-working doctor." Although Zhang Ma did not understand anything about wood and soil, she was delighted and praised him for curing her stomach disease of many years with a single needle.

Liu Zhen smiled faintly and waved his hand. However, he smiled at Xiao Yi and said, "Mr. Xiao, do I have the qualifications to compete with you?"

"Sir, I admire your excellent acupuncture skills. Please!" Knowing that Xiao Yi had encountered an expert, Xiao Yi also made up his mind to take measures to deal with him. No matter what the purpose of this Liu Zhen was, he could just compete with him.

After Liu Zhen showed his hand on Zhang Ma's body, the people present naturally had a new look at Liu Zhen. Moreover, after hearing Xiao Yi's affirmation of him, they dared to let him treat the disease.

Suddenly, many people were standing in front of the desk with Liu Zhen.

Xiao Yi sat down as well.

The two of them were in high spirits. A medical competition was about to begin.

Coincidentally, the two patients standing in front of the two of them had the same symptoms—the most commonly seen sneezes and tears in late autumn.

The two of them moved at the same time, and each of them took an inch of the patient's body.

Almost at the same time, the pulse diagnosis was over.

However, their conclusions about the patient's condition were completely different.

Liu Zhen said, "You are having a cold. You should take Hucai, Huangcen, Dangsen, ginger, liquorice, and dates."

But Xiao Yi said to the patient in front of him, "You lack Yang Qi, and your Qi is sinking, causing sneeze, which has nothing to do with cold. You should take Huangcen, Shengma, Gegen, ginseng, Baishu and Chenpi."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they wrote the prescription almost at the same time.

The same symptoms and different diseases had been diagnosed almost at the same time. They looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter, and suddenly they had a feeling that the two masters appreciated each other.

In this way, a great eye-opening and dumbstruck competition was carried out in the small Qingshui County Hospital.

At around 5 p.m., the two of them got up at the same time and said at the same time, "Doctors don't treat patients after 5 pm!"

Looking back, there were actually not many differences in number of patients who had been treated by the two of them in the afternoon. They were precisely the same, and both of them had 108 patients.

There was a tie in this unique medical competition of medical skills.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao, it's been a long time since I've seen such an expert fight. Your medical skills deserve the reputation. That's great!" Liu Zhen laughed at Xiao Yi.

"That's right. It's too late for us to meet!" Xiao Yi replied with a smile.

"I'm leaving. This afternoon is really enjoyable!" Liu Zhen said as he got up and walked out of the door.

"Doctor Liu, take care. You and I feel like old friends at first sight. Why don't we drink and chat for a while?" Xiao Yi stopped the mysterious Liu Zhen.

"Haha, I won't be staying for the day. Mr. Xiao, see you in Spirit Spring Village three days later!" Liu Zhen said a few strange words before leaving.

In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.

The crowd only thought that he was fading in the darkness. Only Xiao Yi could tell that he was flying on his flying sword and had long arrived a thousand metres away.

He didn't expect to meet such a hidden master in this small county. Moreover, judging from Liu Zhen's behavior, he was not a treacherous person, and he actually said that he would meet him in Spirit Spring Village in three days. He didn't know what he meant.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but ask the people behind him, "What's Spirit Spring Village?"

He Wenyong hurriedly stepped forward and said excitedly, "Mr. Xiao, Spirit Spring Village is my hometown; it's one hundred and twenty kilometres away from here. Mr. Xiao, people say that our village has enough water and thick soil. Aren't you going to build a medicinal base? Let's go and have a look at Spirit Spring Village!"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yi nodded his head.

He Wenyong was overjoyed.

Everyone knew Xiao Yi's habit. It was getting dark, so they packed up and returned to the County Inn.

In the next three days, Xiao Yi and a group of Chinese medicine doctors still presided over the county hospital and gave free consultations.

However, Liu Zhen never appeared again.

After three days, the people in Qingshui Town regarded Xiao Yi as a living god.

After harvested a lot of merits, Xiao Yi kept a low profile. After ending the free clinic on the third night, he secretly ordered He Wenyong to rent a car and pulled everyone to Spirit Spring Village. He didn't say goodbye to the leaders of Qingshui County because he was afraid of the complicated formalities.

When He Wenyong saw that Xiao Yi was finally going to his village, he was so happy that he was dancing with joy.

It was late at night. The car was driving through the towering mountains, giving people a feeling of inexplicable silence and depression.

The doctors had been tired all day, and they began to feel sleepy.

Yu Ziman even dozed off beside Xiao Yi.

Seeing that she was so tired that she lowered her head, Xiao Yi gently put her head on his shoulder and let her sleep on his back.

Yu Ziman, who was in a daze, hummed and leaned comfortably on Xiao Yi's shoulder. In the end, even the whole head was in Xiao Yi's arms.

Xiao Yi could not help but smile and shake his head when he saw her child-like innocent and silly manner.

He Wenyong sat in the front passenger seat, he enthusiastically introduced his hometown to Xiao Yi.

The bumpy ride lasted for four or five hours before they finally arrived at the small village called Spirit Spring.

The village was very small, and it was surrounded by mountains and rivers. There were only a few dozen houses in total, and they were very closed. They also maintained a primitive style. Poverty, of course, was not mentioned.

As soon as the car entered the village, half of the dogs in the village barked.

At this point, all the people in the car came to their senses. Stretching out their arms, they could be counted as people who talked with each other with a smile. This place was really remote.

Yu Ziman even opened her sleepy eyes. She realized that she was actually sleeping on Xiao Yi's thigh. She couldn't help but blush and hurriedly sat up straight in the darkness and stick out her tongue.

"Mr. Xiao, all colleagues, we are arrived," He Wenyong paid the fare and asked everyone to get out of the car.

It was already late at night. However, the lights in He Wenyong's home were still lit. It was obvious that they were waiting for everyone's arrival.

They got out of the cars and followed He Wenyong to their home.

It was a small yard. The entrance was full of vegetable gardens, followed by three tile-roofed houses.

As soon as they entered the yard, He Wenyong's family greeted them happily.

"Wenyong, you finally came back. Why are you so late?" He Wenyong's father, He Zhikui, was the village chief of Spirit Spring Village. When he saw his son, whom he had not seen for many days, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Dad, Mom, we have been busy until now. Dad, this is Xiao Yi, whom I've always mentioned to you. My idol teacher, I've invited him back for you!" He Wenyong introduced Xiao Yi to his parents excitedly as he spoke.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, nice to meet you. He Wenyong is always talking about you. Come on, come on, let's go into the house." The old couple hurriedly let everyone in.

Because of the crowd, the small room suddenly became crowded.

"Haven't eaten yet? I'm going to prepare dinner." He Wenyong's mother hurried into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Although everyone didn't have much appetite, they didn't let go of the old woman's good intentions.

Xiao Yi also sat down. He looked up and down at He Wenyong, who was not from a wealthy family, while talking about family affairs with the old man.

"Mr. Xiao, we have long heard He Wenyong say that your medical skills are superb, and our Spirit Spring Village has also looked forward to your coming." He Zhikui held Xiao Yi's hand and said earnestly.

"Ha ha, I'm flattered." Xiao Yi patted the large rough hand of the old man.

"Mr. Xiao, the villagers in the Spirit Spring Village are suffering from a strange disease. I hope there will be a miracle doctor who can help us to cure the disease as soon as possible." He Zhikui continued.

"Strange disease?" This time, it was Xiao Yi's turn to be shocked. He had never heard He Wenyong mention this before.

At this time, He Wenyong looked a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and walked to Xiao Yi. He said, "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry. I didn't say it to you before. In fact, I especially hope that you can come here. On the one hand, I want you to see if this place is suitable for building a medicinal base. On the other hand, more importantly, there has always been a strange disease in our village. I hope you can come and see it."