There is no wind and no waves, and there are no impermeable walls.

What Yan Murong didn't know was that after he entered the isolation room, what he said had already spread through dozens of media.

In these years, it's easy to become famous, either you are sleeping with the director, or you are sleeping with the director, and then it's not a man pretending to be a woman, a woman pretending to be a man, or it's just a little weird and some scandal - of course, some people can also spell out the name if they fight their father.

It is often seen in newspapers or on the news that some people will habitually shout after hitting someone after hitting a car. "My dad is a fork!" And then, they were on fire.

Yan Murong also became popular, and his high-profile spelling of his father in front of such a multimedia was quickly known by many people, but it was said that it was certain, but more people paid attention to what he said.

Believe? You can't live by believing alone!

At the beginning, the leaders of various TV stations and newspapers were also very surprised when they received the news - after all, Yan Murong's identity was there, and the status of grandfather and father was also a sensitive topic, but after inquiring about the news, they found that the Yan family had chosen to remain silent. As a result, they broadcast Yan Murong's words in their entirety, including the part about fighting their father.

Outsiders don't know why, but Old Man Yan knows very well - the position of the Yan family is too sensitive, and he can't help Yan Murong, so this level of acquiescence is the biggest help he can give Yan Murong, and perhaps, in the future, Yan Murong will have a lot less trouble. At the same time, it also sent out a signal - he is a descendant of my Yan family, whoever wants to move him, think about the consequences.

At the same time, the information about Huayuan Group's donated medical team is also spreading, after all, everyone will pay attention to such a big thing.

In this era, there is a term called "human flesh", so the identity of Su Qingwu, chairman of Huayuan Group, was found out.

The chairman of the three major consortia in China, and a beautiful woman in her twenties, worth more than 10 billion, now, Su Qingwu is also popular, and instantly replaced Lin Chiling or something, and has become a new generation of goddesses in the hearts of many otaku.

Then, some idle and boring people who love to dig people dig and dig and find that this young and beautiful and very rich beautiful chairman has actually married a woman, and that lucky man is Yan Murong who fights for his father in front of many media.

This time it is even more remarkable, many media have begun to carpet report on the two, and even some media have blocked Huayuan Group to interview Su Qingwu, but they were turned away, but they obviously will not give up easily - one by one, dressed like spies, they began to squat at the door of Huayuan Group, even if they can take a photo of Su Qingwu, it can be regarded as something to gain -

Yan Murong was in the isolation room, holding a silver needle in his hand and hesitating, he didn't know anything about the overwhelming news outside.

It's been almost two hours since I came in, but Yan Murong hesitated this time.

It's not that he doesn't trust the old man, it's that he really doesn't know what to do.

Dead holes, needles piercing dead holes, and seven needles at a time, this is a deadly job.

"Still can't decide?" Chen Hanqing was also a little anxious when he watched from the side. What I just said was so passionate, why is it suddenly soft now?

"It's not that I don't decide—" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "It's just that I suddenly didn't know whether to do it or not - I never did."

After a pause, Chen Hanqing said. "Do it, just like you said. If you don't make a move, they may live or die, but if you don't make a move, they will die. ”

"Come then." Yan Murong gritted his teeth, and at the same time, the silver needle in his hand made a "buzz" sound, and then, a silver light flashed, and a long needle had already pierced into the patient's middle acupoint, followed by the milk root, Shenque, intermediate, Guan Yuan, Qi Hai and Zhangmen.

These seven acupuncture points are all dead points of the human body, and generally speaking, if the dead points are stabbed and not treated in time, the person will die. And Yan Murong is already sweating all over her head now.

What was different from the past was that Chen Hanqing found that the tail end of the seven silver needles was tied with a thin red silk thread, and the silk thread was slightly shaking.

The old man said on the phone that if he wanted to save people, he had to prick the death point with a needle, and it was a seven-needle shot.

There is vitality in the human body, and this vitality is innate. As you get older, your vitality will become less and less - of course, if you are injured, your vitality will also run out with the wound, which is what the old people often call hurting your vitality.

Therefore, every time Yan Murong stabbed a needle, he used the second needle of the eight needles of the Ghost Gate to "condense the soul" to prevent the leakage of vitality, and then, the red silk threads in his hand were used to control the seven needles at the same time, and now, Yan Murong used the third needle of the eight needles of the Ghost Gate - to continue his life!

As the silk threads continued to beat, the beads of sweat on Yan Murong's forehead became more and more, and Chen Hanqing was surprised to find that the patient's whole body began to turn red, and then it was like an iron block that had just been burned red by the fire, and the whole body was red. Then, the blood spots all over the body began to turn purple, and then black blood began to flow backwards on the silver needles.

Miracle, what a miracle!

Chen Hanqing was dumbfounded, he had been a doctor for decades, and he had seen bleeding because acupuncture could not find the acupuncture points, but it was subcutaneous bleeding, and now what he saw was that the blood flowed backwards automatically, slowly moving along the silver needle, and only dripped to the ground when it reached the tail of the silver needle, as if there was some suction traction.

The patient's whole body was already red, and he seemed to let out a moan of pain, and Yan Murong's face began to turn pale.

Yan Murong's eyes widened, and the silk threads trembled even more, and the black blood began to flow backwards faster-Soon, the black blood disappeared, and when a drop of bright red blood dripped down the silver needle to the ground, Yan Murong smiled.

With a slight tug of the silk thread, all seven silver needles were retracted.

"It's okay, I didn't faint this time." Yan Murong stood up tiredly, a relieved smile on his pale face.

"That's it?" Chen Hanqing's mouth opened wide in surprise. "Success?"

"It worked." Yan Murong smiled and nodded. The time was very short, only ten minutes, but only he knew how difficult it was, but fortunately, he really succeeded.

"Principal Chen, I'm a little tired, I have to go to the rest meeting." Yan Murong looked at Chen Hanqing, and pointed to the black bloodstains on the ground and said. "Don't touch those blood stains, dispose of them directly, in addition, the patient's body is very weak, you can write a prescription for conditioning, but the prescription should not be too supplemental."

After speaking, Yan Murong didn't wait for Chen Hanqing to help, and staggered out of the tent.