Li Chun simply ignored the middle-aged man, and the silver needle in his hand seemed to be a lightning bolt. The first needle, the pupil, then the four white points, the Fengchi point, the Fengfu point, the Guangming point, and the Jiexi point. Li Chun's needle pierced all the way, and the needle entered faster and faster, and in the end, Li Chun's hand shadow was almost invisible.

I felt that as soon as Li Chun moved, the needle had already appeared where it should have appeared. The six needles were pricked, and Li Chun twisted one by one. With Li Chun's twisting, the old man's eyelids, earlobes, and philanthropy slowly turned red.

This is Li Chun using his spiritual power to scorch those clogged blood clots, and the decomposed blood has no place to vent, and these relatively thin skin places are exposed.

At this time, the middle-aged man also felt very strange, and he couldn't help but look at it carefully. Li Chun watched as the blood in those places became thicker and thicker, and suddenly two thin streaks of blood flowed out of the old man's nose. At this time, Li Chun suddenly collected the needle, and then his right hand flashed a few times, and the old man's eyelids and ears suddenly spurted a thin blood spring. The thin blood fountain spewed up to a height of four or five centimeters, and as the blood fountain erupted, the old man groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Li Chun helped the old man up, and suddenly slapped the old man on the back of the head again. At this time, two large pieces of black blood gushed out of the old man's nose, and Li Chun let out a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man looked at Li Chun almost with the eyes of a monster, in his cognition, such a cerebral infarction patient, if there were no advanced instruments, or even a craniotomy, would be almost dead. However, this patient was pricked with a needle a few times by this young Chinese man, and slapped again, and it turned out to be really well, which is simply incredible.

Li Chun clapped his hands and said to Rosaria: "You can ask this gentleman to send the old man to the hospital, he can show his skills." Rosaria said a meal of Italian to the middle-aged man, and then looked at Li Chun with little stars in her eyes: "Boss, will you still heal?" Boss, what are you that you can't do?"

Li Chun smiled and turned around with his back: "I won't have children." That made Rosalia giggle. The middle-aged man called, and after a while, an ambulance arrived. By this time, the old man could already stand up, and he bowed to the middle-aged man repeatedly. You don't need Rosalia to translate Li Chun to know that what this old man said must be words of thanks.

No matter how cheeky the middle-aged man was, he was embarrassed to admit that he was the one he saved, and he hurriedly explained to the old man that it was the young man in China who saved him. The old man almost didn't believe it, and then bowed to Li Chun: "Thank you, young man, for saving my life." ”

Li Chun smiled: "I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and help the wounded." The old man left in the ambulance, and the middle-aged man did not. He knew that Rosaria was Li Chun's translator, so he said to Rosaria, "Hello, beautiful young lady. Please help me convey my apologies and my admiration to this doctor. ”

Li Chun listened to Rosaria's translation, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile: "It's nothing, I still have something to do, I have to leave first." Li Chun could see that this middle-aged man must still have something to say, Li Chun was very lazy and didn't want to encounter so many things.

As soon as Li Chungang turned around, the middle-aged man's voice rang out again. As soon as Li Chun closed his eyes, this thing must have come. Sure enough, Rosalia translated: "Boss, he said he wants to learn from you the method you just had." ”

Li Chun almost burst out laughing, this foreigner wants to learn acupuncture? There are about fifty-two single acupoints, three hundred and nine double acupoints, and forty-eight extra-meridian acupoints. In addition, coupled with the direction of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the compatibility of acupuncture points, and the envoys of monarchs and ministers, its complexity can be studied for a lifetime.

Seeing that this foreigner is in his forties, he still wants to learn acupuncture? Li Chun shook his head and turned around to leave, but he didn't expect that foreigner to take a few steps and stop Li Chun: "Father Si, please...... Teach me. Looking at the foreigner's very non-standard fist hugging salute, Li Chun suddenly relented.

This person is also quite difficult, so Li Chun called Rosaria to his side: "Tell him that acupuncture is difficult." If he wants to learn, he seems to memorize a secret diagram. ”

After listening to Rosaria's translation, the middle-aged man was very excited and nodded vigorously. Li Chun made a gesture to tell him to wait, went out to take a taxi to a Chinese pharmacy, bought a pair of acupuncture point maps with English annotations there, and brought them back.

Li Chun handed the acupuncture point map to the middle-aged man: "You memorize this first, when will you memorize the diagram, and then you can call me." The middle-aged man took the acupuncture point map and walked away like a treasure.

Li Chun shook his head with a smile, and then went upstairs with Rosaria. The two of them chatted in the room for a while, and when the time was almost up, Li Chun asked Rosaria to drive him to the restaurant where the better the bald boss was.

There are basically no private rooms in the restaurant here, so they just sit in the lobby. But fortunately, they all spoke Huaxia, and the rest of the people couldn't understand it.

Li Chun looked at the bald boss with a smile on his face: "How about it, have you thought about it in one night?" The bald boss's expression was a bit like constipation: "You are indeed very powerful, but the strength you showed yesterday is not enough to deal with the mafia." You know, there are a lot of guns in our place, and I really don't want to be beaten like a sieve. ”

Li Chun smiled: "What you see, that's just the tip of the iceberg." What happens to a gun? If you can't hit someone, a gun is worse than a stick. The bald head nodded desperately: "I agree with what you said, but how can you make the gun unable to hit people?"

Li Chun pointed to the head of a waitress with a very beautiful hairpin pinned to her head. At this time, the waitress was facing away from Li Chun, and there were at least three tables apart.

After reading it, the bald boss didn't know what Li Chun was going to do, so he looked at Li Chun in a daze. Li Chun had already stretched out his right hand, and the beautiful hairpin was lying in the palm of his right hand. The bald boss's eyes instantly became the size of an egg, and he looked at the waitress in disbelief. The waitress was unconscious and was ordering from a table of customers.

The bald boss pointed at the hairpin on Li Chun's hand: "This, this, how is this done?" Li Chun smiled slightly: "It's very simple, just need speed, and you almost don't need to use power." ”