"Bet on what? Bet that you will recover and be discharged from the hospital in the morning?" Chen Xiaoming mocked.

"Yes. Qin Lang nodded solemnly.

"Qin Lang, you can't make such a bet with the doctor. Ye Xiaorui persuaded kindly.

Because aside from other things, Chen Xiaoming's medical skills are indeed very exquisite, and he is not famous in the entire hospital, since Chen Xiaoming said that Qin Lang's illness needs surgery, it is natural that Qin Lang will not be able to recover and be discharged from the hospital without ten days and half a month.

In fact, Chen Xiaoming was already laughing, and in his opinion, he won 100% of this bet.

"Since you don't think you can afford to make such a bet with me, then I promise you. But there is no punishment for those who lose, so it's boring. Chen Xiaoming crossed his arms and smiled playfully.

Qin Lang seemed to have calculated this point a long time ago, and said unhurriedly: "The losing side, you are not allowed to pester Nurse Ye in the future, how about it, do you dare to bet with me?"

"Qin Lang!"

Ye Xiaorui couldn't wait to step forward and knock Qin Lang on a chestnut shot. She was just kindly trying to persuade this guy, and in the blink of an eye, this guy pulled her into the gambling game!

Qin Lang smiled and said to Ye Xiaorui: "Miss Xiaorui, I see that you don't like Doctor Chen anyway, if I win, he can no longer buzz in your ears like a fly, isn't that good?"

Ye Xiaorui snorted and laughed, Qin Lang compared Chen Xiaoming to an annoying fly, which was really appropriate, but in fact, she was also quite annoying to Chen Xiaoming.

"You!"

Chen Xiaoming saw Qin Lang comparing himself to a fly, his face turned pale with anger, and he pointed at Qin Lang and said, "Okay, since you don't know the height of the sky and want to challenge my medical authority, then I'll see how you lose when the time comes!"

After speaking, Chen Xiaoming walked away with his hands behind his back.

After he left, Ye Xiaorui picked up the metal plate again, and before leaving the ward, Ye Xiaorui said, "Do you want to apply to the hospital to change the attending doctor?"

"No, he's already going to lose, Miss Rui, you don't have to be pestered by him anymore. Qin Lang smiled lightly.

Ye Xiaorui smiled, she still didn't believe that Qin Lang would be able to recover and be discharged from the hospital in the morning, after all, this was contrary to medical common sense, of course, she really hoped that Qin Lang could win against Chen Xiaoming.

After only himself was left in the ward, Qin Lang sat up, leaned his back against the head of the bed, and picked up the silver needle box on the small cabinet at the head of the bed.

The silver needle box belonged to him, and after he was bruised, he was also taken to the hospital.

Qin Lang first meditated on the order of the needles in the memory of "Xuan Qingzi", figured out the location of each acupuncture point, and then opened the silver needle box.

A row of bright and sparkling silver needles were neatly arranged according to their length, Qin Lang quickly took out one suitable silver needle after another, and when his fingers flew over, all of these silver needles did not enter the brain by more than an inch, and the distribution positions were all on the most important meridian acupuncture points in the brain!

If an outsider sees it, even if this person is a doctor who knows a lot about traditional Chinese medicine, he will definitely be frightened by this scene in front of him!

Because at least half of these important acupuncture points are "death points" in the eyes of ordinary people, even if a silver needle is pierced, it doesn't even need to be pierced half an inch deep, and people will die immediately!

But Qin Lang had already pierced more than ten silver needles on these "dead holes", and it was nothing!

After Qin Lang pierced all the acupuncture points, his originally pale face immediately became ruddy, and there were even streams of hot air coming out above his head.

After a cup of tea, Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he didn't expect that the Qihuang technique of that "Xuan Qingzi" was really magical, he just performed the "Heavenly Medicine Acupuncture Method" again, and the blood in the skull was completely removed!

It seems that "Xuan Qingzi" was a monk in the foundation building period during his lifetime, but his status surpassed that of ordinary Yuan Infant monks, and there is really a reason!

It's just that his physical strength is definitely far inferior to "Xuan Qingzi", so he will administer the needle, his physical consumption is still quite large, and he inevitably feels a little tired, so he took off the hanging needle hanging bottle and the gauze wrapped around his head, and lay down to rest again.

Soon, Ye Xiaorui entered the ward, preparing to measure Qin Lang's temperature, just walked in front of Qin Lang, and before putting the thermometer into Qin Lang's armpit, Ye Xiaorui was shocked by the scene in front of her, and hurriedly pushed Qin Lang to wake Qin Lang up.

Qin Lang was sleeping soundly, and was suddenly disturbed, Qin Lang was a little unhappy, and unconsciously stretched out his right hand and pushed forward, not letting others affect his sleep.

Hey?

Why is it that when the palm of the hand touches a soft place, the tentacles are very soft?

In a daze, Qin Lang didn't open his eyes, his palm opened very naturally, and his five fingers grabbed forward, grabbing the soft place.

Something is wrong.

How do you feel that the thing you are holding is not only unusually soft, but also lukewarm?