Dean Zhang was the first to react, then thought of something, and said to Ye Xing with a happy face: "Ye Xing, can you save your friend?" ”

The black blood on the hospital bed listened to Dean Zhang's words, but he looked at Ye Xing without any hope.

No wonder he doesn't believe in Ye Xing, it is really a poison in him, it is an ancient Arabian secret recipe and strange poison, he obtained it from an ancient Arab family, except for the secret antidote, there is no cure.

Although he had already taken the antidote, due to the delay, the poison remained in his body and began to deteriorate.

And Ye Xing, a young man who is only twenty years old, how could he have the technique of returning to heaven and solve the ancient Arabian secret recipe poison.

He no longer had any hope, he originally thought that he would be able to survive and save his brother in prison, but now it seems that this can only become an eternal regret......

Ye Xing didn't take it to heart with a hopeless expression on his face, but looked at Dean Zhang and said, "Dean Zhang, I want to perform acupuncture on the patient immediately, I'm afraid I need your help." ”

Dean Zhang immediately nodded: "Ye Xing, there is no problem, let me be your assistant!" ”

After speaking, Dean Zhang walked to the small cart with medical equipment and tools in the ward, and personally pushed the cart to Ye Xing.

Dean Zhang, like a nurse, opened the aluminum box, only to see silver needles inside, and then took off the alcohol lamp cap and lit the alcohol lamp wick with a lighter.

After doing all this, Dean Zhang was like a nurse, standing aside respectfully and asking Ye Xing, "Ye Xing, what do you want me to do next?" ”

Ye Xing looked at the black blood on the hospital bed, and said to Zhang Yuan and Director Li, "You take off all the black blood clothes on the hospital bed." ”

Director Li had long wanted to help Ye Xing, but when he heard Ye Xing's command, he suddenly seemed to feel unspeakably honorable, and hurriedly agreed.

The black blood on the hospital bed, from beginning to end, was an expression of indifference and no hope, since Ye Xing asked Dean Zhang and Director Li to take off his clothes for him, he did not object, whatever they did.

Anyway, in his opinion, he is already certain to die, and if he can't take off his clothes, what difference does it make if he can't be cured.

Zhang Yuanzi and Director Li took off their clothes for the blood, leaving only a pair of boxers to cover his private place.

After doing all this, Dean Zhang and Director Li stood aside like two students, looking at Ye Xing with the same awe as they looked at a teacher.

Ye Xing's face was calm, and he calmly picked up a silver needle in the aluminum box and disinfected it on the flame of the alcohol lamp.

Then, he looked at Wu Xue and said, "Wu Xue, I will do acupuncture later, open up the meridians and acupoints of the whole body for you, and use silver needles to suck out the poison in your body for you, this is the first step." ”

"In the second step, I will use my palms to push the blood through the palace for your whole body, forcing out the residual poison, when you force the poison, it will be extremely painful, like a burning fire, the pain is unbearable, can you bear it?"

The black blood on the hospital bed, listening to Ye Xing's words, smiled coldly: "Ye Xing, you can come!" I can live until now, I don't know how many times I have been closed in the ghost gate, even if this life is gone, I will not blame you. ”

Ye Xing nodded, feeling that he was really worried, as a devil mercenary, he didn't know how many lives and deaths he had experienced in the battlefield of life and death, and what pain had he not experienced?

Immediately, Ye Xing's eyes flashed, and two strands of Jiuyang True Qi were like dragons rising from the sea, rising from the dantian, and marching to Ye Xing's two fingers holding the silver needle.

The original silver needle immediately glowed with a faint purple light, and there was a trace of true qi that neither Dean Zhang nor Director Li could detect with the naked eye.

However, the black blood on the hospital bed could be seen clearly, and then, his eyes widened all of a sudden, in disbelief, and he couldn't say the shock in his heart: This is the true qi that only the legendary ancient martial arts master has?

This Ye Xing, so young, actually has the profound attainments of an ancient martial arts master?

The expression on his face, which was sure to die from the poison in his body and did not have any expectations, began to change, just like a gray sky, and a glimmer of dawn appeared.

He looked at Ye Xing with indescribable eyes, and felt more and more that Ye Xing was unfathomable, like a mystery that he couldn't see through.

At this moment, the silver needle in Ye Xing's hand turned into silver light and flew away, and in an instant, it was like a sky full of stars flying away.

Dean Zhang and Director Li opened their eyes wide, only to feel that the flying needles in Ye Xing's hands were rising and falling innumerably, and the silver light flashed wildly, which was dazzling and thrilling, and they didn't know how many needles Ye Xing had fallen?

I don't know how long it took, but the silver light flashed in front of Dean Zhang and Director Li, and finally disappeared.

Ye Xing had finished acupuncture, and the silver needle in his hand had changed from the original silver-white to dark black, and there was a drop of black blood condensed on the needle.

Although it is only a small drop, it emits an extremely unpleasant fishy odor.

Wu Xue looked at the black blood on the silver needle in Ye Xing's hand, and said in a surprised voice, "This is...... Ancient Arabian secret recipe for strange toxins? Did you really suck it out? ”

Ye Xing put the dark black silver needle in his hand in a box, and said to the black blood: "I have used the silver needle to suck out the toxins hidden in the meridians and acupoints of your body, but the remaining poisons stored in your blood, acupuncture and moxibustion cannot suck them out, I can only use my palm to push the blood out for you." ”

At this time, Dean Zhang and Director Li also found that the signs of black blood had changed significantly, the original purple and swollen arms had disappeared, and only swelling remained, and the original black face of black blood had also greatly reduced the color of blackening, and a trace of blood appeared.

At this time, Wu Xue no longer dared to doubt Ye Xing, and he completely admired Ye Xing, and said to Ye Xing with some excitement: "Ye Xing, you can treat it how you think it, don't ask me, anyway, I will give you this life." ”

You must know that as a cold-blooded killing machine, it was impossible for him to completely surrender his life to others and trust him infinitely.

But now, he was willing and very relieved to hand over his life to Ye Xing.

Ye Xing listened to Wu Xue's words, and he also didn't expect Wu Blood to trust him so much, and just last night, he and Wu Blood returned knives and guns, killing you to death.

Ye Xing didn't say anything more, and then his palms condensed a stream of Jiuyang True Qi, and as the Jiuyang True Qi condensed above his palms, his pair of fleshy palms were as red as flames in an instant, faintly exuding a sense of heat.

When Dean Zhang and Director Li saw Ye Xing's red palms, their eyes widened again, and they were surprised in their hearts: they couldn't imagine that Ye Xing was not only brilliant in medical skills, but also a master of martial arts!

Ye Xing condensed his whole energy, and his palms were attached to the insteps of the two black blood feet, and slowly moved up along the black blood legs.

Wu Xue suddenly felt his legs burn like a raging fire, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow, his brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and his eyes were wide open, but he clenched his teeth, endured the great pain, and did not groan.

Ye Xing's palms continued to move up to the black blood chest, and then his palms moved from the black blood hands to the chest.

When he pushed his palms to the chest of the black blood again, he pushed it up to the black blood neck.

The black blood only felt that as Ye Xing's palms moved up, the qi and blood in his chest tumbled, and a turbid and fishy blood qi surged up, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood on the ground.