The golden needle enters the throat, and the immortals don't ask!

Qin Fan knew that there was no way out, he walked to the side and brought hot water, and began to wet the handkerchief with the hot water, wiping the old man's foul-smelling skin little by little, as well as the filthy body surface dirt, and at the same time bringing down the festering skin on the old man's body.

As soon as these skins left the old man's body, the flesh under the skin was already visible to the naked eye.

But it was these flesh and blood that made Qin Fan feel stunned the most, because even this flesh and blood actually began to fester.

This bloody skin Gu is really something that makes people unable to survive and not die.

And what's worse is that you don't dare to show yourself to others when you go out.

Because of your "disgusting", it is estimated that people will avoid you.

At this time, the old man said: "I have been hiding in the tulou, and the people of the village worship me like a god, but what they don't know is that my god is actually a living dead with a rotting body. ”

"They worship you, it is you who have given them benefits, helped them to live more satisfactory, we Chinese people worship God, but it is very realistic, since ancient times it is required to have income, no gain, who cares about you as a god, so you gave them benefits, they worship you as a matter of course. ”

"Hehe, Xiaoyou is from the Daomen, this is rebellious enough. ”

"Doctors cure diseases and save people, all rely on their own skills, life and death are in their hands, I naturally seem more heretical. Qin Fan said and stopped, because he had no way to wipe it anymore, and most of the old man's skin had fallen off, revealing only the flesh under the skin.

At this time, the old man is more like a bloody man with no skin, and the blood vessels all over his body are called clear, and he looks extraordinarily permeating.

Qin Fan put down the hot water and handkerchief, threw all the skin that had fallen aside, and then pinched a silver needle in his hand.

He didn't hesitate this time, and a stitch didn't enter the old man's heart.

With this needle entering his body, the old man's whole body began to tremble.

A muffled snort of the word "pain" bit out of the old man's mouth.

Qin Fan said: "Don't worry, there's no need to endure it." ”

The old man's response was to close his eyes with a trembling body and slowly recite the scriptures in his mouth.

Qin Fan didn't care, he just continued to administer the needle, and his own heart was beating in shock.

Because every next needle was inserted into the old man's heart and lungs.

What's more, the old man at this time was already covered in flesh and blood, and he had no skin at all.

Another needle has not penetrated the heart area of the old man!

The old man shuddered, and a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth.

At this time, the old man was still sweating, because he didn't run the outermost layer of skin, and the sweat was a dagger that could sting his nerves.

The old man gritted his teeth tightly, and his whole body trembled with pain.

Qin Fan would not show mercy, and three needles were submerged into the heart area of the old man's back.

Immediately after, Qin Fan pinched a needle and inserted it into the center of the old man's eyebrows.

At this time, Qin Fan was also covered in sweat, and his palms were slightly cold.

It's not just that he's preoccupied and nervous, it's that he's been draining his energy.

Even so, Qin Fan didn't let go of his relaxed appearance, he untied his upper body coat, spread out his clothes, and took out the card cloth from the inner pocket, which was wrapped in silver needles, and there were more than a dozen special golden golden needles.

Qin Fan pinched up the three golden needles, looked at the old man Tianling, his chest, and the three positions below the umbilicus, and said coldly: "You can call the next three needles, but you must not get up and move in pain, otherwise your efforts will be wasted." ”

The old man seemed to be unable to open his mouth anymore at this time, so he could only grit his teeth and nodded.

Qin Fan no longer hesitated, made a decisive move, and the three needles came out together, and in just an instant, the three golden needles were pointed at the three acupuncture points of the old man.

But at this moment, the old man almost sat up with a headache, but at the last moment, he gritted his teeth and sat back down.

Seeing this, Qin Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead!

If the old man really couldn't help but stand up, then everything would be over.

At this moment, visible to the naked eye, three inches below the old man's heart, a strange bulge was slowly swimming.

It's as if there's a little bug crawling around down there.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fan's eyes froze, a golden needle was pinched in his hand, and the vitality was attached, just holding his breath and concentrating.

When that bulge starts to form a tip!

Whew!

Qin Fan's golden needle came out of his hand and flew directly towards the raised tip of the old man's heart.

The gold needle didn't enter three inches, and I saw that it was blackened by the pitch-black blood that flowed out backwards on the spot.

Then, Qin Fan was worried, and began to stretch out his hand and pull out the golden needle little by little.

As the golden needle was slowly pulled out, a flying insect about the size of an ant was lying on the golden needle, and it was taken out.

Qin Fan let out a sigh of relief.

His face was relaxed, but it wasn't over yet.

He began to walk to the doorway and shouted outside, "Ahsan blocked all the ventilation areas around your father's room. ”

Ahsan, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, didn't know what was happening, but he knew what to do.

"Okay!

Immediately afterwards, Qin Fan heard the sound of being busy outside.

He turned back to the old man and said to the old man, "I've started to clean up the Gu poison for you, and you continue to endure it." ”

The old man didn't answer, Qin Fan took out a dagger from his pocket, scalded it with hot water, and smeared it with some self-made medicinal powder, and then held the dagger in his hand and began to scratch the slight wound for the old man in a few special positions.

But this slight opening was like a big bloody mouth, and it continued to overflow with pitch-black blood.

At this time, Qin Fan, looking at the black blood flowing out, said calmly: "You are saved, but you still have to take medicine." ”

The old man was probably still in that uncomfortable pain, and he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only nod his head in response.

Qin Fan moved his wrist, and the next step was to take the needle.

In this kind of work, he really moved once, and he had to die of exhaustion once.

The process of taking the needle was not very fast, because Qin Fan needed to drive his vitality to enter the old man's acupuncture points.

According to everything taught by the master, Qin Fan did it little by little.

At the same time, every time, in his mind, a complete meridian direction was presented.

This feeling made him feel very amazing.

He had a new sense of his own medical path.

It's also an epiphany.

Half an hour later, when Qin Fan took out the last needle, the old man let out a long breath: "Whew!!"

Then the old man slowly opened his eyes, his whole expression changed greatly, and his eyes were full of energy.