Due to the heat flow input by Cong Ye, Yun Lan's Shenque Acupoint was restored to life, which made Cong Ye see hope. So it was concocted in the same way, guiding the heat flow to slowly move towards the Yin Jiao acupoint. After the meridians between the Shenque acupoint and the Yin Jiao acupoint were dredged, Cong Ye immediately moved his palm and pressed it to Yun Lan's Yin Jiao acupoint.

Because Yun Lan's meridians were almost in a dry state, Cong Ye had to first use the heat flow in his body to moisten them, and then awaken the vitality of the acupuncture points on Yun Lan's meridians. Both of these processes are carried out very slowly. First, considering that the Yunlan meridians are very fragile, in order to prevent the meridians from being lost or even broken, the cong leaves have to be careful. The second is that when using the heat flow in his body to awaken the vitality of Yunlan's acupoints, the cong leaves should also inject the heat flow little by little, because Yunlan's acupoints are like the stomach of a patient who has been hungry for a long time, and has lost most of its digestive function, and if a large amount of heat flow is suddenly injected, it is easy to have an accident.

In this way, Cong Ye acupuncture point after acupoint, along Yun Lan's Ren vein, starting from the Shenque acupoint, and when Cong Ye's palm pressed to Yun Lan's Zhongji acupoint, he felt that the heat flow in his body had been exhausted, and it was no longer sustainable. As a last resort, I had to stop for a while. Cong Ye, who just wanted to stand up and get out of bed, shook his body and suddenly fell on the bed. The upper body just pressed against Yun Lan's thigh.

Originally, as Cong Ye's palm gradually moved downward, although he was unconscious, Yun Lan still became ashamed. She wasn't familiar with how many acupuncture points there were on her body, and she didn't know if Cong Ye's hand would continue to go down, just as Yun Lan was thinking wildly, she saw Cong Ye stop, and she also saw the scene of her body shaking and falling down after standing up. Soon after reaching into her pajamas from Cong Ye, Yun Lan had already noticed the sweat on Cong Ye's face and Cong Ye's increasingly pale cheeks. I was very worried, but I didn't dare to disturb him. Suddenly seeing the scene in front of her, Yun Lan hurriedly shouted softly:

"Brother Cong Ye, Brother Cong Ye."

After a while, I heard the sound of a clump of leaves.

"I'm fine, I was a little violent."

Cong Ye said as he struggled to support his body with his hands and get off the bed.

"Didn't crush you, did you?"

Cong Ye was still not used to believing the fact that Yun Lan was unconscious.

"Brother Cong Ye, I'm fine."

Cong Ye went to the bathroom to wash his face first, and after feeling a little sober, he walked to the window and reached out to open the curtains. The sudden street lights and the flashing lights on the billboards made Congye unbelievable that it was already night. Worried that the phone ringing would disturb him, Cong Ye never carried his mobile phone with him when he dredged the meridians for patients. Yun Lan doesn't even know how to bring a mobile phone, and it is useless for her.

When Cong Ye opened the door of the suite, not only Ma Yiming and Aunt Wang had already stood up, but even Yan Chengcheng and Zhi Xiaohui, who didn't know when they came over, quickly surrounded them.

"Cong Ye, are you alright?"

Cong Ye's face naturally aroused Yan Qingcheng's concern.

"It's okay, I need to rest."

Ma Yiming is also an understanding person, seeing Cong Ye's face, and hearing Cong Ye's words again, he immediately said:

"Doctor Cong will go to my room opposite to rest first."

Seeing Cong Ye nodded, Ma Yiming hurriedly went out to open the door, Yan Chengcheng stepped forward to support one of Cong Ye's arms, and Zhi Xiaohui also followed, until he helped Cong Ye to the room that Ma Yiming opened, and saw Cong Ye sitting cross-legged on the bed, and several people quietly retreated.

"Doctor Yan, Dr. Cong hasn't eaten for a day, shouldn't he eat first?"

"Uncle Ma, let Cong Ye rest for a while, and it's not too late to eat when he wakes up."

After Yan Chengcheng finished speaking, he turned his head to Zhi Xiaohui and said:

"Xiaohui, you stay, wait for Cong Ye to wake up and go home with him, I'll go back to cook first."

"Doctor Yan, don't bother, I have already booked with the hotel. Just a phone call away and they'll deliver it. ”

Ma Yiming said in front of Zhi Xiaohui.

"Uncle Ma, you want to bring the food up, and serve Sister Yunlan first. Cong Ye is not sure when he will wake up, so there is no need for Uncle Ma to bother. ”

"Actually, you can let Dr. Cong live opposite, and I'll open another room."

"No, it's very close to home, so it's easier to go back and live."

After speaking, Yan Chengcheng instructed Zhi Xiaohui again, and then turned around and left.

Cong Ye meditated and rested, even he didn't know how long it took, and when he opened his eyes, the room was still dark. When I walked to the window and opened the curtains, a dazzling sunlight shone in, and Cong Ye knew that it should be more than eight o'clock in the morning.

At this time, Cong Ye felt hungry, opened the door and just walked to the corridor, the opposite door also opened, Zhi Xiaohui immediately walked out of it, and asked with concern:

"Are you better?"

"It's a lot better. How is Yun Lan? ”

While talking, Cong Ye walked into the room and saw that Yun Lan was already in a wheelchair.

"Brother Cong Ye, are you okay?"

"Okay, how is Yun Lan?"

"I'm fine."

"I'll go home and rest now, and when I'm fully recovered, I'll come back and continue."

"Well, Brother Cong Ye don't need to be too anxious, I'm fine."

Seeing that Ma Yiming was not in the room, Cong Ye just said hello to Aunt Wang, and went home with Zhi Xiaohui.

Yan Chengcheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he knew that Cong Ye must have just woken up, so he said:

"I guessed you couldn't wake up anytime soon, so I just got ready and didn't do it. Wait a little and the meal will be ready in no time. ”

Congye was indeed hungry, but what he wanted to do most was to take a shower first. Yesterday, I shed too much sweat for Yun Lan to dredge the meridians, and now I feel sticky and uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I'll take a shower first."

Congye sometimes meditated at home, sometimes slept, until the next morning. I couldn't help but silently calculate in my heart, and consumed the heat flow of my whole body, but I just sorted out the four acupuncture points of Shenque, Yinjiao, Qihai, Shimen, and Guan Yuan for Yun Lan, and the length of the dredged meridians was not one-seventh of the Ren veins. If it is at this rate, I am afraid that it will not take more than a month to only let the second pulse of the governor?

Thinking of this, Cong Ye was embarrassed again. He always felt that the danger arranged by Yu Xiaopeng was getting closer and closer, and he didn't know what kind of timing those who wanted to deal with him would choose, in case he was going all out to dredge the meridians for Yun Lan, wouldn't he be too passive. First of all, he couldn't protect Yan Qingcheng's safety, and at the same time, it was very likely to affect Yun Lan and them.

After thinking about it, Cong Ye thought of the only foolproof way, which was to take Yan Chengcheng and Yun Lan back to the dry rest house. It's just that the "Hero's Home Network Information Company" has just been established, will Yan Tingcheng promise himself?

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