Sun Zhengyi looked at Divine Doctor Mo's clear eyes, and kept struggling in his heart, he could continue to wait for the experimental medicine from the United States, but if he couldn't remove the martial cultivator's qi in his wife's mind, even if he had the medicine, it would be useless.

In the end, the man who loved his wife deeply sighed and said: "Then ask Doctor Mo to help, please rest assured that no matter what the result is, my Sun family is grateful to Doctor Mo and will never complain!" ”

Sun Zhengyi's choice is tantamount to making a decision for his wife's life, because he has no better choice.

"Good!" Doctor Mo's eyes flashed with appreciation, he dared to make a decision, and he would never drag the mud and water, the grandson of the Sun family really had the bearing of the Sun family.

"Then without further ado, let's start now, but I need a helper......" Doctor Mo opened his portable medicine box and began to prepare for treatment.

Now that time is pressing, there is no room for delay, and every minute of delay may make Zhang Xinyue more dangerous.

"If you need any help, just ask me, there are the best doctors in Jiangnan Province and even the whole country in this room, both Chinese and Western medicine." Sun Zhengyi put down his wife's hand and carefully pulled the few strands of hair that were scattered on her cheeks back to her ears.

Divine Doctor Mo pointed to the special force doctor next to him: "It's him, among all of them, he is a C+ level martial cultivator or a doctor, which is the most suitable!" ”

Being named by Divine Doctor Mo himself, the doctor of the special unit had a look of excitement on his face, and he strode forward and said respectfully: "Junior Du Ziteng, waiting for Divine Doctor Mo's orders." ”

For these doctors in the room, it was a rare honor to be able to give Doctor Mo a hand.

All the doctors looked at the doctor from the special forces, their eyes full of jealousy and envy. The resume of joint treatment with Dr. Mo can become an important capital for this person's promotion in his later life.

"I'm going to apply an injection to the patient's head, which will inevitably stimulate her brain nerves, which may cause her body to tremble, and your responsibility is to use the qi of a martial cultivator to suppress her body, and you must not let her move in the slightest! Otherwise, it will affect my needle, can you do it? Divine Doctor Mo stared at Du Ziteng's eyes.

Although he didn't use his own medical skills, but borrowed his identity as a martial artist, Du Ziteng, the doctor of the special forces, still didn't mind in the slightest, and nodded respectfully: "Divine Doctor Mo rest assured, even if the junior exhausts the qi of a martial cultivator and dies of exhaustion, he will never disappoint Divine Doctor Mo!" ”

Doctor Mo nodded with satisfaction, took out a silver wooden box from the portable medicine box, and took out a cloth bag from it, which contained hundreds of gold and silver needles, large and small.

While sterilizing the golden needles with a special liquid, Divine Doctor Mo commanded, "You can control your martial cultivator's qi and shave the patient's hair, right?" ”

Shaving one's hair with a martial cultivator's qi is definitely a test of a martial cultivator's ability to control the subtlety of a martial cultivator's qi, and it is not something that ordinary C-level martial cultivators can do.

But Du Ziteng is a doctor in the special forces, so he naturally has his ability to surpass ordinary people, carefully controlling the qi of a martial cultivator, and shaved off Zhang Xinyue's hair after a while.

Xiao Ran noticed the special way these doctors called Zhang Xinyue, and when doctors mentioned Zhang Xinyue, they often only mentioned the patient, not her name, which seemed more professional.

Only when talking to the patient's family will words such as 'Mrs.) and 'Mrs. respect' be used to make the patient's family feel respected and valued.

Just from this small change in title, it makes the doctor in this room stand out from the rest.

When the golden needle was sterilized, the golden needle in Doctor Mo's hand turned into golden light, and quickly stabbed at various acupuncture points on Zhang Xinyue's head.

Deep and shallow, stabbing, plucking, picking, playing, the exquisite techniques are dazzling, in a short period of time, one hundred and eight gold needles are all over Zhang Xinyue's head.

In terms of the technique of Doctor Mo, an ordinary person, this speed and proficiency are indeed breathtaking, and even Xiao Ran has to admire this old man's superb technique.

One hundred and eight golden needles pierced Zhang Xinyue's brain, and Doctor Mo Shen breathed a sigh of relief, then twisted a silver needle from the cloth bag, carefully pierced Zhang Xinyue's Yintang acupoint, and slowly twisted.

The frequency of twisting is fast and slow, and the silver needle also changes with the movement, and Xiao Ran's eyelids jump straight when he sees it.

Although the silver needle is slender, the back and forth prickling is still a little frightening.

At this time, Xiao Ran's damage from the overuse of mental power had not yet recovered, and he couldn't invoke his super-perceptual ability, and he couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed in his heart.

After a short period of irritability, Xiao Ran took a long breath, then sat cross-legged under the stunned gaze of the people around him, and slowly closed his eyes, seeing that it was meditation.

Xiao Ran's maverick move did not attract too many people's attention, because at this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Divine Doctor Mo.

"Heaven and earth cloth needle method! Every time I see the one hundred and eight stitches of the heaven and earth distribution needle method, it makes people feel breathtaking! One doctor exclaimed.

"Dr. Mo's unique stunt is naturally amazing, and I can feel that the patient's body has been extremely soothed and has reached the most suitable state for treatment!" The other doctor from the special unit was also full of eagerness in his eyes, and he was able to instantly calm the physical state of being seriously injured by a martial cultivator, which was a magical skill that a martial cultivator doctor dreamed of.

"Elder Xu, what kind of technique is Divine Doctor Mo using now?" An old Chinese medicine doctor with a white beard asked Dr. Xu, the younger brother of Dr. Mok, for advice.

The old man surnamed Xu stared at the silver needle in Doctor Mo's hand, a trace of envy and longing flashed in his eyes, and he said three words word by word: "Shennong style!" ”

"The town of the double needle pie! No wonder it's so magical! "One of the old Chinese medicine doctors is well-informed, and he said the Shennong-style source in one mouth.

A Western doctor was also shocked by Dr. Mo's miraculous methods, and asked in a convincing whisper: "Is there anything to say about this Shennong style?" ”

Doctor Mo stabilized Zhang Xinyue's physical state in a short time, which not only shocked all Chinese medicine, but even these Western doctors who usually have their eyes above the top and despise Chinese medicine are also surprised.

A few golden needles can make Zhang Xinyue's body on the monitoring instrument become a normal person, and there is no trace of sickness, this magical technique makes Western doctors feel extremely shocked.

The old man surnamed Xu slowly closed his eyes, hiding the greed and unwillingness of Shennong-style in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "You pay attention to Doctor Mo's hands!" ”

At this time, everyone realized that when Doctor Mo twisted the silver needle, he used his left hand, and this left hand looked extremely strange, because it was colorful, as if it was stained with various dyes.

Many people saw Doctor Mo's left hand for the first time, and they all exclaimed in small voices.

"Elder Xu, what's going on with Divine Doctor Mo's left hand?" Even Sun Zhengyi, who was paying attention to the treatment process, couldn't help but ask the old man surnamed Xu.

The old man surnamed Xu still didn't open his eyes, and said slowly: "The reason why Shennong is called the name Shennong is because of his hand, his hand has been soaked by drugs since he was a child, and then through a special method, the medicinal properties of the medicine are left in the muscles and flesh of his left hand. ”

"In ancient times, there was a saying that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, and the Shennong style of the double needle school needed a left hand that contained the herbs of nature! With the twisting of the silver needle, the patient's reaction is constantly probed with medication, and finally the most suitable drug is found to cure the patient! This is the Shennong style! ”

With the explanation of the old man surnamed Xu, all the doctors present changed color in unison, and many of the drugs in traditional Chinese medicine were poisons, using countless kinds of highly toxic substances to infect the left hand, which made people feel creepy when they thought about it.

The two special forces doctors even glanced at each other, their eyes full of shock.

As martial cultivators, they can better understand the horror of Shennong's left hand, even the body of a martial cultivator can't resist the erosion of countless drugs.

You must know that the Shennong clan in the original myth and legend was a fairy, and the gods were poisoned to death when they tasted a hundred herbs, which shows the horror of the poison.

Now this Mo Divine Doctor actually dissolved the herbs in his left hand, which is really shocking.

With the continuous temptation of Doctor Mo, time is like flowing water.

An hour later, beads of sweat gradually oozed from Doctor Mo's forehead, and the fingers that twisted the silver needles began to tremble slightly.

An hour and a half later, Doctor Mo pulled out the silver needle, but did not speak, but slowly closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Sun Zhengyi was anxious and wanted to know the results of the treatment, but he didn't dare to bother Doctor Mo rashly, so he could only wait anxiously beside him.

After a full ten minutes, Divine Doctor Mo opened his eyes, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and a touch of paleness appeared on his ruddy face.

"I'm sorry Xiao Sun, I am old and incompetent, and I can't expel the martial cultivator's qi in my mind!"

Doctor Mo's words made Sun Zhengyi feel like falling into hell, his face suddenly lost blood, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered a few words: "Aren't you okay?" ”

Divine Doctor Mo glanced at Sun Zhengyi apologetically, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the martial cultivator qi of the Dongying ninja has become so difficult now, the electricity in the martial cultivator's qi will destroy all the medicinal properties I entered, and without the healing cooperation of the medicinal properties, I can't further solve the martial cultivator's qi!" ”

Doctor Mo's words made the atmosphere in the room freeze instantly, and even the Shennong style lost its effect, which was equivalent to pronouncing Zhang Xinyue's death sentence.

Just when everyone fell silent because of despair, Xiao Ran, who had been meditating and meditating, stood up.

"Let me try!" Xiao Ran opened his eyes, and a confident light flashed in his eyes.

The audience was in an uproar, and if it weren't for the despair just now, the doctors present would have laughed out loud.

"You? It's ridiculous, you're a martial cultivator and you're going to be injured? A Western doctor asked disdainfully.

"Young man, don't think that if you cultivate to the realm of physical perfection, you can talk nonsense!" A doctor from a special unit thought that he knew the achievements of martial cultivators in the path of medicine, and directly defined Xiao Ran as a person who did not know the height of the sky once he gained power.

"A D-level kid who doesn't even have the qi of a martial cultivator dares to speak lightly about treatment?" Du Wisteria, who was standing next to Doctor Mo, also had a mocking face.

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