Luo Zhaoyang didn't answer Ah Gong's question, although he had already put the patriarch's pulse image, but he found that the patriarch's pulse image was a little abnormal, although he hit his valve, but such an acupuncture point should not have such a consequence according to reason, and it would not make people feel like shock.

"Ah Gong, he was the one who injured the patriarch like this and killed him!" One of the people who had just fought with Luo Zhaoyang said, and with the voice of this man, the others also shouted, and the voice echoed throughout the hall.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, I'm going to give him an injection now, and you can let them back down immediately." Luo Zhaoyang looked at these people who came around, took out the silver needle on his body and prepared to acupuncture the patriarch on the spot.

Ah Gong opened the silver needle, he grabbed Luo Zhaoyang, and the raised gun was against Luo Zhaoyang's chin again, and said coldly: "You give me a little care, what are the three strengths and two weaknesses of the patriarch, I want you to be buried with you." ”

"Don't scare me, I shook my hand and pierced the wrong acupuncture point, in case it pierced the death hole, then you can't save the patriarch even if you want me to be buried with me." Luo Zhaoyang took down a candle that had not been completely lit from the platform, and after the silver needle shook twice on the candle, the short needle slowly pierced into the corresponding acupoint residence under the guidance of the two fingers of his left hand.

"Ah......" As soon as the needle entered the third point, the fainting patriarch suddenly shouted, and the tragedy of the sound was like a heart-rending sound, so that the patriarch's subordinates heard that something had happened again, and they were about to rush over again.

"Don't worry, this is a normal reaction, he can scream, which means that it is a good thing, it means that his nervous system is not damaged, a person of your age, if he suddenly falls, it is most likely a stroke or something, and now he can scream, which means that the possibility of a stroke is small." Luo Zhaoyang pressed the patriarch who had reacted naturally and continued to administer his second injection.

The first is just to test the patriarch's nerves and his reaction, but what really makes Luo Zhaoyang careful is this second injection, this injection is the real symptom, if there is a little deviation, the patient's life will be in danger at any time.

Everyone stared at Luo Zhaoyang with half-believing eyes, his eyes were all fixed on Luo Zhaoyang's four-inch silver needle, when the two fingers of Luo Zhaoyang's left hand stopped at the back of the patriarch's neck, the silver needle in his hand did not fall for a long time, because at this moment Luo Zhaoyang was hesitating, he felt embarrassed for the first time, if he miscalculated, then even if the patriarch did not die with this needle, he would become a lifelong vegetative person.

And if the patriarch has three long and two short, if he can get out of it, he will never be able to solve Liu Anguo's affairs, and his plan will not be implemented, and he will not be able to explain to Zhao Weiming at that time, and he will have no face to Liu Ruxin.

"Not yet, what are you waiting for?" Ah Gong looked at Luo Zhaoyang for a long time and didn't make a move, and watched the patriarch's aura begin to slowly weaken, Ah Gong asked anxiously.

"You have to be prepared, the patriarch's condition is quite strange, but at this moment, I don't know where his cause is, so I can only try now, in case this needle goes down to the patriarch hangs, then I can only tell you to mourn and change." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Ah Gong, and his serious expression told him that he was not joking.

"I said, if the patriarch has any three longs and two shorts, you will give him a funeral." Ah Gong heard Luo Zhaoyang say this, his face suddenly became ugly, and just as he finished speaking, the gun in his hand was pointed at Luo Zhaoyang's temple, and his gritted teeth expression seemed to tell Luo Zhaoyang that he did what he said.

"Then death will be death, and a needle will determine life and death." Luo Zhaoyang looked at the muzzle on his head with the corner of his eye, then gritted his teeth, and the silver needle in his hand immediately pierced down, and with the silver needle gently twisted and advanced by Luo Zhaoyang's fingers, Ah Gong's forehead began to sweat profusely, and the sweat spots of the bean were like steaming the water on Ah Gong's body.

"Wake up, wake up, the patriarch is awake." When Luo Zhaoyang let go of the hand holding the silver needle, the patriarch's subordinates began to scream, they looked at the patriarch who slowly opened his eyes, they were both happy and surprised, they didn't expect that this needle still had so much power, it could make people wake up with one needle.

Listening to the exclamations of the patriarch's subordinates, Luo Zhaoyang knew that his conjecture was right, and the heart he had just hung up finally settled, he wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his head, then stretched his head forward, looked at the patriarch, and then asked with a smile: "Patriarch, your life is now in my hands." ”

"You ......" The patriarch who had just woken up looked at Luo Zhaoyang's smug face, listening to Luo Zhaoyang's words, he just wanted to say something, but he felt that his head was like someone had covered him with a closed bag, which made him breathless, and just when he tried to mention it, a kind of dizziness came to him again, so that he had to stop scolding Luo Zhaoyang, and he had to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Patriarch, patriarch!" Everyone looked at Luo Zhaoyang's words and made the patriarch's eyes close again, they couldn't help but worry again, if it weren't for Luo Zhaoyang's application of the needle just now, they would have already swung their knives and slashed by now.

"The qi is still not enough, and he said that he practiced in retreat, how could he practice such a body, alas, I really don't know what kind of skill he practiced." Luo Zhaoyang said with a sigh, and as he spoke, he took out another silver needle, ready to continue his treatment.

Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's relaxed appearance, Ah Gong knew that it was useless to urge Luo Zhaoyang, now he only needed to know whether his father's illness was life-threatening, and he could only rely on Luo Zhaoyang to deal with other things.

Ah Gong helped the patriarch, he quietly stayed by the side without saying a word, this is the first time in fifteen years, they have such close contact, when he was fifteen years old, for Luo Yan, he never spoke to the patriarch again, although he knew in his heart that the patriarch drove Luo Yan out of the Gong family for his own good, but in Ah Gong's opinion, his misfortune stemmed from his father and his expectations of himself.

In the hall, there was no sound, and it was terrifyingly quiet, so frightened that people didn't dare to speak, dare not breathe, and dare not make any movements, as if as long as it was a gentle movement, unexpected accidents would occur.

"Okay, the last shot." Luo Zhaoyang shook off his fingers that were tired from the needle, and the deep breath calmed the nervous mood he had just now.

It was also with his words that those who were guarding the side also breathed a sigh of relief, but after relaxing, their eyes returned to the patriarch who was still asleep, and they suddenly doubted whether Luo Zhaoyang's needle was really effective, because they couldn't see any changes in the patriarch now, and they couldn't see any improvement in their condition.

"Are you sure this is the last shot, why is the patriarch still like this?" Ah Gong had the same concern, he looked at the heavy body he was holding, and he asked as if he didn't understand a little.

"Or is it like this?" Luo Zhaoyang asked in surprise when he heard Ah Gong say this, and after he stretched his head in front and looked at it, he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I forgot to dial this needle again?" ”

Luo Zhaoyang's indecent smile made people feel like he was playing, and in their opinion, such an attitude was joking with the patriarch's life, and in Lu Town, joking with the patriarch's life was joking with the lives of tens of thousands of people in the town, and no one would dare to make such a joke, whether in the past or in the future.

"If you dare to be so irresponsible, believe it or not, I shot you." Ah Gong said very unhappily, and just when his gun was pointed at Luo Zhaoyang again, the patriarch screamed softly, the sound was like the sound made during the massage, as if it was painful, but it seemed to be enjoying.

Seeing that the patriarch woke up, everyone's hearts could finally fall, Luo Zhaoyang pulled out Ah Gong's gun, and then stretched his head to the front again, and then greeted the patriarch with a smile: "Hey, feel good!" ”

"Luo ......, Luo Zhaoyang, wait ......, I'll settle accounts with you later." Although the patriarch has not been able to write a sentence in one go, it is already very happy for Ah Gong to be able to express it like this.

Ah Gong glanced at Luo Zhaoyang, for Luo Zhaoyang's medical skills, he is indeed worthy of admiration now, and he now believes that the prescription that Luo Zhaoyang gave Luo Yan is extremely high, after he straightened the patriarch, he immediately asked with concern: "Patriarch, how are you feeling now, where are you still uncomfortable?" ”

"What just happened?" The patriarch looked around, and then at Luo Zhaoyang, as if he had forgotten everything just now, and his serious eyes suddenly became more kind when he stared at Ah Gong.

"You don't remember, you just fought with Luo Zhaoyang, he injured you, and you almost died, but he finally made up for it, and he saved you again." Ah Gong began to help the patriarch sort out everything that had happened before, hoping that under his guidance, he could retrieve more memories.

"You let go of Dr. Luo, or I'm welcome." Just when the patriarch was about to say something, there was a commotion outside the door, and with the sound of the human voice, a loud voice also sounded, everyone looked at the sound, only to see three big men holding Zhao Lina in the middle, and began to slowly move towards the hall in a triangular way, and when they looked at the shot in Luo Zhaoyang's head, they were worried about Luo Zhaoyang.

Although the negotiation was terminated just now because of the conflict between his patriarchs, but now seeing the three soldiers coming in with Zhao Lina, Luo Zhaoyang felt that it would be possible to return to the negotiations.