Chapter 71: Treatment
In order for his friend to be treated in time, Yang Wu is out of the way at the moment, even if it is the face of the eldest grandson, he doesn't plan to give it.
When Sun Chenggang heard this, his eyes were cold, and he was about to speak, when the eldest grandson suddenly said: "Old Sun, since people think you are noisy, you can be quiet for a while, and we will take a good look at what tricks this Mr. Ye can come up with." I know you have been wronged, if he can't make Yang Beicheng open his mouth to identify the murderer for a while, then it won't be too late for us to settle the score. ”
The eldest grandson and grandson all spoke, and Sun Chenggang had to suppress his anger for the time being. He sneered, found a seat not far from Ye Qing's soul, and sat down with a big sword, looking like he was watching a good show.
Seeing him like this, even if he was really not a murderer, Yang Wu couldn't have a good impression of him.
Only then did he calm down, and after thinking about it carefully, since the power was cut off just now and the accident happened, no one offered to send Yang Beicheng to first aid.
Everyone had a preconceived idea, thinking that Yang Beicheng would die on the spot. If it weren't for Ye Qingsoul standing up, I'm afraid that the next place Yang Beicheng would go to would be the funeral home.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Ye Qingsoul worriedly.
People are dying, can they really be saved?
Ye Qingsoul squatted beside Yang Beicheng, quietly feeling the pulse in Yang Beicheng's body.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his fingers flashed towards Yang Beicheng's heart!
In an instant, Yang Beicheng's body, as if he had been electrocuted, twitched a few times.
"It's moved, Yang Beicheng moved just now, did you see it?"
"It's a corpse!"
"It's not a corpse, this, this is a resurrection from the dead, is it? Is there really such a means?"
The sudden scene startled everyone, and after calming down, everyone talked about it.
"He's not lying, Ah Cheng...... It's really still saved!" Yang Wu looked at Ye Qing's soul excitedly, and his eyes burst with bright brilliance.
"Hmph! What a resurrection, bullshit! Lao Tzu went up and kicked him, and he could move! If I pushed harder, I could still let him fly out directly!" On the side, Sun Chenggang said in a weird manner.
He didn't see what happened just now at all, but subconsciously thought that it was Ye Qingsoul's finger that was too strong, and Yang Beicheng's body was pushed.
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Yang Wu said angrily.
Bang!
Sun Chenggang slapped hard, only to hear a click, and the handrail beside him suddenly fell apart.
"Boy, Lao Tzu gives face to the eldest grandson, but it doesn't mean that he is afraid of you, if you dare to speak disrespectfully, don't blame me for being polite!" Sun Chenggang said angrily.
Yang Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't have the slightest hint of fear, he just stepped forward and protected Ye Qingsoul and Yang Beicheng behind him to show his attitude.
The eldest grandson coughed lightly and glared at Sun Chenggang, this guy finally restrained.
However, he lowered his head, and there was a vicious light flashing in his long and narrow eyes, as if he would choose someone to devour at any time.
If it was abroad, if someone dared to rush him like this, he would have become a corpse a long time ago.
Ignoring the movements of the outside world, at this moment, Ye Qing's soul had already entered a state of high mental concentration.
He closed his eyes, put his fingers on the artery in Yang Beicheng's neck, and faintly could sketch a clear meridian map in his mind.
After a few moments, he opened the first layer of the pouch he was carrying.
Seeing this, Lin Rushuang quietly stretched her neck, wanting to see what was in there.
This small bag, Ye Qingsoul has never left his body.
Lin Rushuang was already full of curiosity, but unfortunately that guy didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, and always said that there were some sex toys inside.
However, Ye Qingsoul's movements were extremely fast, and before Lin Rushuang could see it clearly, he had already taken out a few shiny silver needles from his bag, and then pulled the bag again.
"Acupuncture?"
Lin Rushuang was stunned for a moment, and then there was obvious suspicion on her face.
As the president of a biopharmaceutical company and a cutting-edge biomedical scientist, Rushuang Lin has profound attainments in the medical field.
For Chinese medicine, she does not have a very good impression. Too many charlatans are swaggering and deceiving in the name of traditional Chinese medicine.
"I really think of myself as Hua Tuo's reincarnation!" Sun Chenggang sneered disdainfully.
It's a pity that no one paid attention to him at all this time, and everyone's attention was attracted by Ye Qing's soul.
The fundamental problem with the so-called suspended animation state is that the brain releases the wrong signal to the body, causing the human body to mistakenly think that it has died, and thus gradually lose its vital signs.
If there is no external stimulus, after two or three days, a person in a state of suspended animation will be able to wake up on his own.
Regrettably, many people were put in coffins or cremated before that time could be reached.
There has been such an incident more than once in history, when the coffin that had been buried in the ground was opened, and there were marks of fingernail scratching on the cover.
Many ignorant people think that it is a fraudulent corpse, but in fact it is not at all, and the person in the coffin is probably not dead when he is buried in the ground, but has just entered a state of suspended animation.
When they wake up and find themselves in a black coffin, that's despair.
Ye Qingsoul twisted the silver needle in his hand and gently pierced the sides of Yang Beicheng's temples.
Then, an extremely thin silver needle slowly sank into the center of the eyebrows and the Yin Tang acupoint.
Yintang acupoint, the Taoist believes that this is the upper dantian of the human body, and there are all kinds of wonders after opening up.
Of course, reality is certainly not so magical, but Yintang acupoint is inextricably linked with the human brain and spirit.
With the continuous stimulation of the silver needle, Yang Beicheng's face gradually became more bloody.
On the side, Sun Chenggang saw this scene and faintly felt a little bad.
He got up from his seat, wanting to get a closer look.
Yang Wu had been keeping an eye on him, and when he saw him coming this way, he immediately blocked it, and asked sharply, "Stop! What do you want to do?"
"What, can't I take a closer look?" Sun Chenggang said angrily.
Yang Wu shook his head coldly, "No! Before Mr. Ye is finished, no one can get close to Ah Cheng!"
Sun Chenggang hated it so much, but in the face of the public, he sat back helplessly, and a pair of cold eyes kept sweeping around Yang Wu and Ye Qingsoul.
"Old Sun, you don't have to worry. Since Mr. Ye has the courage to let the dead man speak, presumably he has the medical skills of Hua Tuo's reincarnation, let's just wait quietly, you might as well block the exits from the venue, in case Mr. Yang doesn't wake up for a while, be careful that the murderer takes the opportunity to escape. ”
The sarcasm in the words of the eldest grandson can be heard by everyone.