However, this is not a joke. Qianjin's ability is indeed very great, and it can even be said that it is not too much to the princelings. However, the princelings are a solid part, while Qianjin's cohesion is not as cohesive as the princelings.

This is also related to the head coach. The princelings were established by the prince, and the daughters were established earlier. After many changes to the coach, naturally not everyone was convinced by the head coach, let alone Tang Qianhui was a sudden airborne person.

"If you talk about serious things, can you stop being so unreasonable?" Tang Qianhui was quite dissatisfied with Huang Tianba's teasing attitude. After thinking that he had something to ask for, he continued: "Do you know the Bai family in Yangcheng?"

"The Bai family? Is the Bai family of Yangcheng Needle King who claimed to have obtained the true teachings of Li Shizhen?" Huang Tianba asked back.

The Bai family he mentioned is also a very famous Chinese medicine school in Yangcheng. Acupuncture is witnessed by domineeringness, and the treatment of diseases is effective quickly, but it is a bit harmful to the body. Therefore, he is good at treating diseases first and then cultivating the essence, and is ridiculed as the Chinese medicine closest to Western medicine.

Unfortunately, Huang Tianba planned to establish a Chinese Medicine Association this time, and they were the first to stand up and oppose it.

"No." Tang Qianhui rolled her eyes and said, "The Bai family is a very famous wealthy family in the local area. The family had developed during the Qing Dynasty. Their eldest daughter Li Ruyu was hailed as the number one beauty in the south, but she had a serious health problem."

"What's the problem?" Huang Tianba sat up from the sofa, and couldn't help asking: "The No. 1 Beauty in the South? Is this title serious? Are there any photos?"

He was really curious about what a woman who could be named the No. 1 beauty in the south looked like, and even more curious about what disease this woman had.

"Soul-leaving syndrome." Tang Qianhui spit out three words, which made Huang Tianba look stunned.

Many people in traditional Chinese medicine call amnesia dissociation, but this is not the case. Soul detachment has nothing to do with amnesia. To be precise, a mental illness is the most significant manifestation of it is sleepiness and dreaminess.

This dream is not as simple as ordinary dreams. After sleepiness, you will have various nightmares. These dreams will have a great impact on the patient's mental health. Some nightmares are even too realistic and the injuries will appear on your body.

This is the most terrifying thing. The spirit and the body are indescribably closely connected. Even until the current highly developed technology, it is not so easy to explain. There have been similar experiments in the scientific community. Through hypnosis, a person thinks that he has been injured, and then his body does appear scars without being attacked by external objects.

After frowning and pondering for five minutes, Huang Tianba tsk twice and said, "It's really hard to deal with. I have never cured this disease. Can you tell me the specific situation?"

"The specific situation is that lethargy is getting worse and worse. It started to develop the disease at the age of six. It has been sixteen years of age and has been sleeping for nearly fifteen hours every day." Tang Qianhui said.

"Fifteen hours?" Huang Tianba rubbed his chin with his hands, and then smiled: "Isn't this the holiday life of contemporary college students?"

Tang Qianhui was amused by this cold joke. She thought that this guy was actually quite humorous. She pushed the tea poured by Huang Tianba and said, "Let's have a little tea first. It's going to be cold later. I still have something to do today. I will discuss it with you for half an hour at most. If you are sure, I can take you to see her to try it."

"Yes." Huang Tianba nodded. Outsiders always think that traditional Chinese medicine has not made any achievements in treating mental illnesses, but in fact, it is not the case. Traditional Chinese medicine has really been researching this aspect for a long time, but there are only few people who know it.

In addition, in ancient times, people had mental illnesses and rarely went to see Chinese medicine. They found Taoist monks and witches, and finally cured the person to death or completely cure the madness.

If possible, Huang Tianba really wants to try it, which can be regarded as proving the effectiveness of traditional Chinese medicine from this aspect.

Holding the cup of tea that Tang Qianhui handed him, Huang Tianba delivered it to her mouth and was about to drink it, but he sniffed it on his nose, then slapped the tea cup on the table, staring at Tang Qianhui and said viciously: "Stinky woman, I kindly discuss the treatment with you. Do you want to poison me to death?"

Tang Qianhui, who was originally smiling, narrowed her eyes after hearing this, looked at Huang Tianba and sighed, and said, "You are really a dog, and this has also made you discover it."

A room door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face walked out, clapping and tsk, "It's a pity that you have to die or die. Huang Tianba, you are really a bit evil. You can smell the needles in my colorless and tasteless water."

Seeing this middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a small scar on the corner of his eyes, Huang Tianba instantly recognized this person. He was Tang Jue, the leader of the Tang Sect. As the leader of the poison doctor in the Tang Sect, his ability to refine poisons is unique in the world.

At this moment, Tang Jue was also quite puzzled. The needle in the water was a assassination poison he refined. It was colorless and tasteless and extremely toxic. Once it was drunk, it would undoubtedly die within three minutes. After death, the toxicity would slowly dissipate in the body, making it easy to mistakenly think that the patient died of heart disease.

"Uh, I didn't smell it, I'm just teasing Tang Qianhui to play." Huang Tianba touched his nose and laughed.

Tang Qianhui, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly turned gloomy. Tang Jue also clenched his fists, understanding why his son regarded this kid as his mortal enemy.

He stared at Huang Tianba with a resentful look and looked at him a few times, saying, "Don't worry, even if you take poison, I will detoxify you. It's too cheap to kill you directly. I want to make you a human stick, and then soak you in a feces bucket and let the maggots eat up every piece of meat on your body, so that you can die in fear."

"Just you and Tang Qianhui?" Huang Tianba smiled happily. As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Without seeing his movements clearly, a few silver needles flew towards Tang Jue mixed with wind and thunder.

Tang Jue stood there motionless. The moment the silver needle was about to reach him, a pitch-black dart suddenly appeared, knocking down Huang Tianba's several silver needles.

An old and dry hand appeared in front of Tang Jue's face, clamped a shaking silver needle with two fingers, and then gently pinched it off.

The old man was wearing a black suit, his eyes were deep in, and he looked almost dead, but the light emitted by his old eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

He looked at Huang Tianba and nodded, showed an admiring smile, and said in Mandarin with a strong accent: "Young man, young, but not very capable."

With this skill of Qi Control Needle and a unique technique, he had to stop the vicious silver needle after blocking four silver needles by darting, which suddenly attacked Tang Jue's face. Otherwise, the silver needle would probably have to be pierced into Tang Jue's head, and then it would be a real god and would be hard to save.

This is the first time Huang Tianba was praised but couldn't laugh. The reason is very simple. The old man in front of him is really not simple. He has a deep power like the sea under his aura. When he is not moving, the waves are calm, and when he moves, he will destroy the world.

A master is definitely a master, even one-line higher than Changqingzi. This is the real monster.

Huang Tianba quickly remembered the identity of this person and frowned and asked, "Elder Zheng Jian?"
Chapter completed!