Guiyang Airport.

A flight from the northwest arrived, Xiao Shu stuck one hand in his pocket and followed the crowd off the plane, but in the airport hall, he met two unexpected acquaintances.

"Old man Zhao?"

In the airport hall, escorted by several guards, an old man walked out of the airport passage, followed by a young girl, with red eyes, as if she had just cried.

Hearing someone say hello, the old man turned to look at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It turned out to be Master Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Old man, why did you come to Guiyang?" Xiao Shu glanced at their lineup, frowned slightly, "Is something wrong?"

"Alas. Zhao Yu shook his head and sighed, "Qing Xuan's father had an accident yesterday... We just got the news. Immediately chartered a plane to rush over... I'm going to the hospital. ”

"What?"

When Xiao Shu heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.

...

On the way, Old Man Zhao wanted to speak several times, and finally told Xiao Shu the truth.

It turned out that in the middle of the night yesterday, someone at a construction site in the suburbs called the police and said that someone had died, and the police rushed out. searched all night, and finally found Zhao Changgeng on the hill a few hundred meters away, when he was covered in blood and his injuries were very serious.

“... Later, they found out Chang Gung's identity and contacted the war zone. The chief contacted me again, and we found out about it. The old man's face was full of grief.

Hearing this, Xiao Shu frowned slightly.

He knows Zhao Changgeng, that is the god of war of the Central Military Region, a real master of the transformation realm, who can make him injured?

When everyone rushed to the hospital, Zhao Changgeng had just undergone surgery and was currently in the ICU intensive care ward, full of various equipment and instruments, and the situation was not optimistic.

"You are the family members of the sick. ”

There was an old doctor standing in front of the bed, he was the most famous surgeon in the hospital, and when he saw the old man and the others arrive, he took out a document with an expressionless face and said:

"This is a critical illness notice, please sign it from your family. ”

Hearing this, the old man's hands were trembling, and Zhao Qingxuan on the side hid his face and wept silently.

In the end, several guards stepped forward and whispered a few words to the doctor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the head of the military. The surgeon's attitude instantly improved, and he said cautiously, "This patient is very badly injured, there are a total of twenty stab wounds on his body, almost fatal, it is a miracle that he survived." We've just had surgery and we've done our best to save him, but so far, there's less than 3% hope of him surviving. ”

After all, he is a professional surgeon who speaks quite straightforwardly and does not beat around the bush in the slightest.

"Alright, I got it. The old man waved his hand and motioned for the doctor to go out.

At this time, Xiao Shu came over and said lightly: "Old man, let me take a look." ”

"Master Xiao, you, you will also heal and save people?" the old man looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Hmm. ”

Xiao Shu nodded, just about to make a diagnosis.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and an old man dressed as a priest strode in, dressed very plainly, and carrying a medical practice box on his back, obviously a Chinese medicine doctor.

"Mr. Yun, you're here so soon!"

Seeing this person, the old man immediately greeted him.

"That is, I received a notice from Mr. Zhao in the morning, and I immediately booked the earliest flight, for fear that I would be one step late. The man said in a calm tone.

The old man welcomed him in and introduced: "Master Xiao, this is Mr. Yuntian Qingyun, the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine in Yanjing, and I have been friends for decades, and this time I have come specifically to diagnose Chang Geng. ”

"Mr. Yun. This is Master Xiao..."

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Yun Tianqing waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later, let me take a look at Chang Geng's injury first." ”

After speaking, he came to the hospital bed, looked down, and his face couldn't help but become solemn.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the four words of 'looking, hearing, asking, and cutting', of which the word 'hope' ranks first, which refers to the wait-and-see complexion. The real national hand of traditional Chinese medicine can understand it just by looking at the improvement.

"Chang Geng's injury is really serious, all the organs on his body have been damaged, and the amount of blood loss is too great, it is really a miracle that he can survive until now. ”

Seeing that this Mr. Yun said the same thing as the previous Western medicine, the old man asked nervously, "Mr. Yun, is this, this still cured?"

"I'll do my best. ”

Yun Tianqing nodded, put down his medical box, and after opening it, he took out a stack of wrapping cloths and opened them layer by layer.

"Chang Geng's current situation, half of his feet have already stepped into the ghost gate, and modern Western medicine is helpless and wants to save him back. You have to use this magic needle secret technique. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a silver needle, and after seeing the position, he pierced it into Zhao Changgeng's chest, and the silver needle did not enter an inch.

Immediately after that, a few more stitches came down. In a straight line upwards, it is pierced in the throat, chin, and medium area.

"Grandpa, is this useful?" Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

The old man sighed softly and explained, "Qingxuan, don't worry, this is the famous Chinese medicine saint in Yanjing. Mr. Yun has been famous for many years, and anyone can be saved, and now he is performing a unique secret technique. Do you look closely, and you see what's wrong?"

Seeing that his granddaughter was still puzzled, he continued: "This is different from ordinary acupuncture, Mr. Yun every needle. All use unique internal strength, and penetrate the silver needle with internal strength to treat diseases and save people. ”

Sure enough, as the old man said so.

Everyone can really see that on every silver needle, there is a trace of internal strength circling. Works wonders.

After piercing five silver needles in a row, Yun Tianqing stopped, took a deep breath, and stood there to observe.

Time passed minute by minute, although Zhao Changgeng was still in a state of shock, but there were several instruments next to him. Suddenly there was a sound.

Heart rate, blood pressure, and other vital signs have all improved significantly.

"Mr. Yun, you are indeed a god!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yu was so relieved that even Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but smile.

But Yun Tianqing frowned. He said in a deep voice: "Still not." ”

He picked up the sixth silver needle, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally pierced it.

After a while, my heart rate went up a little more, almost at the level of a normal person.

The old man and the others were extremely relieved to see that this was only five needles pricked. The effect is so significant, if you prick a few more stitches, won't Chang Geng be able to wake up?

As if seeing their thoughts, Yun Tianqing sighed: "Old Zhao, you don't know something, my secret technique. The reason why it can fatally save people is not others, but relying on silver needles to stimulate the potential of the human body. ”

"Human potential is unlimited, but there is a difference in physical strength, and different people can bear different ranges. If it were an ordinary person, I would only dare to prick three stitches at most, such as Chang Geng's strong physique, I can only prick these six stitches, and if I continue to prick it, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it. ”

As he was talking, Yun Tianqing's expression was not very clear, and he had a faint bad premonition.

Then. Zhao Lao exclaimed, "Why is Chang Geng's body bleeding?"

I saw Zhao Changgeng lying on the hospital bed, his body was wrapped with gauze, but at this time, the gauze was strangely scarlet, and his face also became flushed.

"Oh no, something is going to go wrong. ”

Yun Tianqing's face changed, and he withdrew the silver needle as quickly as he could. There are attentive people who find out. After Yun Tianqing withdrew the silver needle, cold sweat flowed faintly on his forehead.

'Shhh

was pierced by a silver needle through the acupuncture point, and suddenly spurted out dozens of drops of red blood.

Yun Tianqing took a deep breath, grabbed Zhao Changgeng's arm, exerted his internal strength, and massaged for several minutes. finally breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's dangerous... It was almost irretrievable. ”

At this time, Zhao Changgeng's face returned to his previous pale state, and his vital signs became extremely weak.

"Mr. Yun?" the old man looked at him with blank eyes.

"Alas, Zhao Lao, there is nothing I can do about this situation. You have also seen that stimulating potential is indeed useful, but the bad thing is that Chang Geng's current body is too weak to bear it at all, if I do it again, he really can't come back. ”

Yun Tianqing shook her head with a helpless expression.

As a national hand of traditional Chinese medicine, he has saved countless people with one treatment, and it is very rare to encounter this kind of situation that makes him unable to start.

"I can only write a prescription for it, Zhao Lao will take it and prepare a few pairs of decoctions, let's see the creation, now there is no other way, but conservative treatment." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lao and the others were as dead as ashes, and Zhao Qingxuan couldn't help but turn his back and cry.

“... Trouble Mr. Yun. Old Zhao's voice was extremely bitter.

Yun Tianqing nodded, turned around and was about to write a prescription, when he suddenly heard a faint voice:

"Let me see. ”

Everyone looked at it in amazement. I saw the young man who had been standing next to him, with one hand in his pocket, and walked up in one step.

"Master Xiao?" Old Zhao looked at him suspiciously.

"This Mr. Yun has no choice, maybe I can save people. Xiao Shu said lightly.

"You?"

Yun Tianqing was stunned for a moment, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Master Xiao, this Mr. Yun. He is the top Chinese doctor in China, and he has treated all the leaders... Even he said so, Chang Geng was destined to have this catastrophe..."The old man slowly opened his mouth and comforted.

Who knows that Xiao Shu said seriously: "Old man, you all think that Mr. Yun's medical skills are excellent, in fact, in my opinion, it is nothing more than that, although Mr. Zhao's symptoms are in his eyes, but they have not reached the point where there is no cure." ”

"Master Xiao..."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but be stunned.

"Young people, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Yun Tianqing's face sank slightly.

He is recognized as the holy hand of national medicine, he has never been worshiped by people, and he has never been questioned so much, how can he not be angry?

"If you have real skills, then you can give it a try, I'm willing to see the demeanor of the divine doctor. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Tianqing shook his head again: "It's a pity that you can only talk about it, even the injured person I can't heal, what can you do in this future life? ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his back and wrote down the prescription carefully.

Zhao Lao and the others were also disappointed.

Mr. Yun is right, even he, the holy hand of the Chinese doctor, can't do anything, how can Master Xiao, a layman, take it seriously?

None of them took Xiao Shu's words seriously, only Zhao Qingxuan, with a pair of beautiful eyes with tears, muttered at this young man.

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