Chapter 230

When the Li sisters returned to their room, Li Shiqi couldn't bear to say, "sister, do you think Chen miner can really break through the nine needles?"

Li Shiqin said with a calm look, "it's hard to say now, but president Shi has great confidence in her, as mentioned by deputy hospital envoy Yang."

"This man is really a monster. How can he be so powerful." Li Shiqi was annoyed: "if she really succeeded, her tail would have to be tilted to the sky."

Li Shiqin said without panic: "what are you worried about? Even if she has that ability, it depends on whether she has a chance to show it."

As soon as Li Shiqi's eyes brightened, they darkened again and said unhappily, "isn't the nine needle competition a good opportunity for her to show off?"

Li Shiqin's eyes flashed a touch of Shadow: "show off? Not necessarily! It may also be a fool!"

Chen min'er doesn't have to worry about poisonous needles for the time being. Chen min'er spends his spare time practicing nine needles with Han Shaoyuan.

"The situation of each chicken is slightly different. For example, the position and size of the spleen. The key lies in whether you can feel the difference. Therefore, when the first eight needles are injected, you should pay close attention to and observe the reaction of the chicken, not with the mentality of one needle counting one needle. This is a complete process." Chen min'er watched Han Shaoyuan's repeated failures, Give advice.

The reason why nine needles are difficult to break through lies in whether you can position with needles. It is useless to rely on blind practice alone.

Han Shaoyuan nodded. After Chen miner's guidance these days, his nine needle success probability has increased a lot. He can succeed two or three times in ten times.

For Chen min'er, he admired her from the bottom of his heart. She could accurately point out the location of the injury after the injection from the singing of the chicken and the posture of walking. He believes that even president Shi and even Mr. Hua can't match this ability. For Chen min'er, nine needles are like finding out what's in his pocket.

"Chen min'er, where did you learn this skill?" Han Shaoyuan asked curiously.

Chen min'er glanced slightly: "feel for yourself."

This is not her boasting. No one has taught her the art of nine needles. She groped it out little by little with her keen touch.

Han Shaoyuan was stunned for a while and said angrily, "can you stop hitting people like this?"

Chen min'er smiled and said, "you are also very good. You have made such achievements in such a short time. Look at the imperial hospital, how many elderly imperial doctors have not broken through the eight needles."

"If you say so, I'm a little more balanced in my heart. Come on! Continue to work hard. There are three days left. How can I win 50% confidence." Han Shaoyuan threw away the dead chicken in his hand, went to the chicken cage to catch a live one, grabbed the chicken neck and gritted his teeth: "be honest this time, don't pretend to be dead."

Chen min'er couldn't help laughing. Obviously, he didn't have good skills and tossed the chicken to death, but he said that others pretended to be dead.

"You keep practicing. I'll have a cup of tea." Chen min'er took the needle and walked into the room.

"Hey, pour me a glass of water too." Han Shaoyuan focused on the chicken in his hand, considering where to put the needle this time, without raising his head.

Chen min'er went to Han Shaoyuan's house to pour tea. Han Shaoyuan was in the orthopedic department. Doctor Liu paid special attention to him. From the beginning of practicing nine needles, he allocated a dormitory for him to live alone. This treatment is unique among doctors.

Chen min'er looks around. Although Han Shaoyuan is fooling around on weekdays, the house is very neat and refreshing. All items are placed neatly. The bluestone floor tiles can be dragged out, and the furniture is spotless. Chen min'er is a little ashamed. Her house is not so clean!

A pile of books were placed on the table near the window. Chen min'er walked over and turned them over. Most of them were medical books such as surgery, on which many comments and experiences were written with Zhu pen. Looks like this guy has a heart.

Chen min'er praised it again in his heart.

When the pages turned, Chen min'er inadvertently glimpsed a few words. Maybe he was particularly sensitive to these words recently, so he noticed them at a glance.

I was surprised.