If it weren't for the amazing touch of Zheng Yichen's fingers, who could accurately grasp the meridian air circulation, he would not have been able to do it at all. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just a few tens of seconds, but it makes him lose a lot of energy, sweat like pulp, and his clothes are sticky to his body, which is very uncomfortable.

"Okay, there are still a few stitches, and I can fully mobilize the Yang Qi of the Du Mai, and I can also take a rest."

Zheng Yichen lifted the needle again, and the sharp tip of the needle pierced the Shenting acupoint on the hairline.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

The voice was both rapid and loud, revealing the worry and panic of the knocker.

It turned out that he stabbed the roof with a pole, and the movement was so loud that Li Lishan and many staff members heard the sound, thinking that the people in the house had an accident, and gathered around the door, hoping to figure out what was going on.

Li Lishan had witnessed the tension between the two earlier, and she was even more uneasy, mistakenly thinking that the two were fighting in the house, and asked loudly while banging on the door: "Director, brother, what's the sound just now?" What's wrong? ”

Zheng Yichen was suddenly disturbed, his fingers slipped, and he almost made a mistake in the acupoint, and raised his voice in response: "It's nothing to happen, I have a good chat with Director Gao." ”

But his reply did not dispel the doubts of those people at the door, firstly, the noise just now was too loud, and it didn't look like it was okay at all, and secondly, they only heard Zheng Yichen's voice, but Gao Cansen didn't speak for a long time, which made them even more suspicious.

The voices were noisy, everyone was talking, and the sound penetrated the unstable portal and entered Zheng Yichen's ears, without dropping a word.

"If it's really okay, director, you'll make a statement."

"yes, so we can rest assured."

"Director, we're all outside, you have to say something, otherwise we'll be kidnapped by you."

No matter how noisy they were, there was no response from inside.

Zheng Yichen and Gao Cansen looked at each other with bitter smiles: "Director Gao, please, to say something, I have been mistaken for a kidnapper, I don't know if they will choose to break in the next moment." ”

It's not that Gao Cansen doesn't want to speak, but he can't open his mouth.

In this twists and turns, ups and downs of the treatment process, his body and mind were tormented.

At the beginning, when he was acupuncture, the tingling pain in his back was greatly reduced, and he secretly admired Zheng Yichen's acupuncture skills.

Who knew that in an instant, the white frost in the chest and abdomen was added, like falling into an ice cellar, first the heart was cold, and what gushed from the heart to the whole body was no longer warm blood, but frost with an eerie cold atmosphere, with sharp edges and corners, and the pain in it could be imagined.

When Zheng Yi Chenyun needle mobilized the meridian qi of the six yang meridians in his body, his limbs were hundreds, and a warm current surged up, and it was like baking his body by the fire, suppressing the cold qi and warming his limbs.

Alternating between cold and heat, I walked back and forth.

Just when he was enjoying the warm baking, thinking that all the ordeal had finally passed, an even more gloomy aura hit like a tide, freezing every inch of his body, and his fingers could not move for half a minute, and even the tongue was frozen, and he could not do basic activities such as turning, spitting and stretching, let alone pronunciation and pronunciation!

Although Zheng Yichen finally came up with a way to restrain the location with the time of day, so that the scorching sun shrouded Gao Cansen's body in all directions, he finally let his frozen body begin to regain consciousness.

It's just three feet of freezing, not a day's cold, and the recovery of consciousness is a slow process from the bottom up, first the lower limbs and then the body, but when it is in the neck, it stops abruptly.

The reason why this is the case naturally has a lot to do with Zheng Yichen's failure to completely adjust the meridian qi.

Gao Cansen listened to the words of those people outside the door, anxious in his heart, and wanted to clarify, but he was powerless.

Zheng Yichen was determined to ignore the people outside the door, concentrate on it, and pierce the needle into the Shenting acupoint, followed by the Suji acupoint at the tip of the nose, and the water ditch acupoint in the nasolabial fold.

When he pierced a half-inch needle into the end of his upper lip, what worried him the most happened.

The patience of the people outside the door was completely polished, and after a while of shouting, only a high-pitched and loud voice shouted: "Ultimatum, director, if you don't say a word, we will break the door with tools and break in, I hope you can understand!" ”

If this group of people really broke in and saw Gao Cansen's appearance, they would definitely be frightened and avoid it. Except for a few loyal people, most of them are estimated to choose to leave the crew, and the movie will naturally not be filmed!

Zheng Yichen thought of the consequences of breaking into the door, his heart was anxious, and even his tone became sharp: "No, don't come in!" ”

His words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, those people did not hear Gao Cansen's reply, but Zheng Yichen was angry and stopped them from breaking in, and he was even more sure of Gao Cansen's personal freedom, and was coerced by Zheng Yichen by force and lost his ability to be independent.

"Everyone, calm down, I believe my brother will not do anything to hurt the director."

Li Lishan spoke out to defend Zheng Yichen.

It's just that her defense, which seems very weak, is completely muffled by the noisy shouts of others.

"Hurry up, get the tools."

"Where's the little brother of the props team? Bring a sledgehammer. ”

"If you have the strength, let you break the door."

"Yes, just knock the lock down."

Zheng Yichen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, not daring to speak, and the only thing he could do now was to continue to complete the last step of acupuncture, hoping that Gao Cansen would regain his ability to speak.

The last needle was pierced in the terminal acupoint of the Du Mai: the gingival acupoint.

At the same time as he was stabbing him, the people outside the door began to hit the iron door with a sledgehammer, making a muffled sound, and the whole house was in a trembling tremor, crumbling.

The dust on the roof is scattered, and under the scorching sun, these tiny fine dust looks very eye-catching.

"One, two, one, two......" The people who did not participate in the door-breaking work were not idle, shouting slogans and cheering up.

After Zheng Yichen finished the last stitch, he wiped a handful of beads of sweat, and sat on the chair with a look of resignation to the destiny of heaven.

He has already done everything that should be done, and the next thing is Gao Cansen's business.

The wide iron door is close to the position of the door lock, and a large bag with a diameter of about five centimeters begins to bulge, as if the steamed buns have begun to ferment after baking, becoming more and more bulging and thinner.

When this big bag breaks, it is the moment for everyone to break in.

With a muffled sound, a hole broke through the iron door.

A thin and slender arm reached into the hole, groped around, and finally found the location of the door lock, and with a hook of his finger, the door was about to be opened.

A majestic and angry voice suddenly sounded, and the movement of the hand froze.

"It's all said that Dr. Zheng and I are talking, don't disturb us!"