Can a dead person be saved? Ni Zhenhuai naturally did not believe it.

Although he was not convinced, he still got out of the way and handed over the place to Meng Chuan.

Ni Zhenhuai is confident that he can't save a dead man, and his master, or even everyone in the world, can't save him.

You kid is so capable, then I want to see, this person can't be saved for a while, how can you find yourself a step down?

After Ni Zhenhuai let go, Meng Chuan gently stroked his hand on the needle bag, and the three silver needles were pinched in his hand.

Meng Chuan gently picked it with his other hand, and all the buttons of the suit on the host's body collapsed, revealing his strong chest.

Subsequently, Meng Chuan pierced the three silver needles in his hand into the three acupuncture points of Guan Yuan, Huandu, and Dayang almost at the same time, and injected a wisp of blood qi into them when he walked the needle.

After a while, Meng Chuan took off the three needles one after another and pricked them back into the original acupuncture points again, and took out the fourth needle with his other hand and pricked it on the main acupoint.

This needle pricking method, Ni Zhenhuai looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember what the technique was for a while.

In this way, every time Meng Chuan wanted to prick a new silver needle, he would take off the silver needles on his body one by one, and then prick them back into place.

At first, there were only a few silver needles that didn't show anything, but as Meng Chuan pierced more and more silver needles, the number of silver needles pierced by the host soon reached three digits.

The difficulty coefficient of Meng Chuan's new silver needle will increase exponentially every time, but Meng Chuan's acupuncture proficiency level is high, taking the needle, walking the needle, and pricking the needle in one go, and the two hands are like dexterous butterflies on the patient's body, as if Meng Chuan is not pricking the needle, but playing the most beautiful music in the world.

Everyone who saw this kind of skill was amazed.

In Meng Chuan's hands, the hundreds of silver needles on the patient's body were like ventilators, and each time the needles were pricked, they performed a rhythm, as if replacing the patient's heartbeat and lung function, and delivered various nutrients in the body to his extremely empty body.

Everyone could see that the host, who was originally breathing and heartbeat, gradually regained his blood color on his face after Meng Chuan didn't know how many silver needles he pricked, and his chest began to sink with the frequency of Meng Chuan's needles, rejuvenated.

How is this possible?!Ni Zhenhuai went from spinal numbness to the top of his head like a ghost, and his face was full of unconfidence--can he really save a dead person with acupuncture alone?

Ni Zhenhua suddenly remembered that it seemed that Meng Chuan's acupuncture had been performed by others.

That person was his master Song Dashi.

This set of acupuncture is called the Nine Breath Continuation Soul Needle, with twelve needles as one breath, and the nine-breath acupuncture method is all pierced, as long as the patient has a breath left, it can quickly replenish the lost essence for the patient.

Speaking of which, if the patient almost dies suddenly due to overwork, the Nine Breaths Soul Renewal Needle is indeed the most suitable acupuncture.

The difficulty of this set of acupuncture techniques Ni Zhenhuai also knew in his heart that even his own master had only performed this once or twice, and he could only perform six or seven breaths each time, and he had already reached his limit.

The young man surnamed Meng in front of him unexpectedly performed the entire set of Nine Breath Soul Continuation Needles without any difficulty, and this acupuncture skill was already far above Song Dashi.

With all the one hundred and eight needles pierced, Meng Chuan's Nine Breath Soul Continuation Needle also officially ended.

Although there were only more than 100 needles pierced in his body, after careful calculation, Meng Chuan shot more than a thousand times.

And after these thousands of acupuncture sessions, the patient, who was already on the verge of death and was judged by Ni Zhenhuai to have no possibility of rescue, actually bulged slightly on his own, and then took a big breath.

The host's breathing gradually began to beat vigorously, and his eyes slowly opened.

"What's wrong with me?" The presenter had no idea what was going on before and after he fell unconscious, and when he opened his eyes, he struggled to get up.

"Don't move yet," Meng Chuan pointed to his forehead and asked him to slowly lie back on the ground: "There is still one last step." ”

After that, Meng Chuan gently flicked the first needle he pricked, and a force rippled from the first silver needle, like the wind blowing through the wheat waves, pulling the other needles and began to tremble.

There is no doubt that this technique is a tremor needle.

One hundred and eight needles trembled at the same time, and the host felt as if he had been hammered in the chest by a sledgehammer, his face suddenly became ugly, and as soon as he turned over, he spat out a large mouthful of black blood, which was extremely fishy.

"No problem now. Meng Chuan nodded, patted him on the back and said, "These are the blood that has accumulated in your body, and it will be much better if you spit it all out." ”

"But your body looks strong, but in fact it is very weak, I advise you to recuperate for two months, and stop doing high-intensity work and fitness, otherwise there will be a next time, you will die directly, and no one can save you. ”

Originally, the host didn't believe that there was anything wrong with his body, but he couldn't help but believe all this in front of him.

He felt a sense of weakness in his body, and suddenly thanked Meng Chuan with a frightened face: "Okay, I know, thank you for saving me, I will pay attention to rest in the future!"

Meng Chuan thought for a while and then added: "By the way, your body is no longer suitable for going to the gym for fitness within a year, from tomorrow onwards, you will learn the five poultry operas in traditional Chinese medicine and practice well." ”

"Compared to the gym, Wufowl Opera is more suitable for your current physical condition. ”

The host thanked him again and again, and secretly kept the words "Five Poultry Play" in his heart.

Then the needle on the host's body was pulled out by Meng Chuan, and he himself was supported by the staff on stage to go back to the backstage to rest.

The host is not on the stage, but today's competition between Meng Chuan and Ni Zhenhuai is more obvious than which is stronger.

Meng Chuan's medical skills that bring people back to life are almost out of the scope of science, and everyone present still doubts life.

Ni Zhenhuai clenched his teeth and turned pale, although he didn't want to admit it, but the result was here, how could he quibble?

Ni Zhenhuai really regretted agreeing to Meng Chuan's challenge, and missed an opportunity to humiliate Chinese medicine in vain.

Things are already like this, and it's too late to regret it, Ni Zhenhuai gritted his teeth, and said in a cold voice Meng Chuan: "You are powerful today, but you are still far behind my master." ”

"You can win me today, you may not be able to win my master in a few days, and the face of Chinese medicine will let you maintain it for a few more days." ”

After speaking, Ni Zhenhuai shook his hand and left the stage.

Meng Chuan naturally didn't care about the innocuous words of a loser to protect his face, he smiled slightly, and shouted at Ni Zhenhuai's back: "Go back and help me bring a message to your master, just say that the culture of Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and he has learned seventy percent of his ability to become a doctor in the cold country according to the cat and the tiger, at most it can only show that Chinese medicine is powerful." ”

"If you want to compete in medical skills, you still use the medical skills of our Chinese ancestors, and it is impossible for him to win me. You still have to be a little face, what kind of Korean medicine, don't you think it's ridiculous?"