When he came down the mountain, the old man solemnly told him that it was okay to save people, but not to save the dead.

Of course, this dead person does not mean that he is already dead, everyone is dead, even if Yan Murong is an immortal, he can't save him. The old man was telling him that it was okay to save people, but he couldn't save people who were already destined to be unable to be saved. He didn't allow a single stain on Yan Murong's body.

Everyone did not doubt that Yan Murong could stop people's heartbeats with a silver needle. After all, the people present were all doctors, and most of them were Chinese medicine practitioners, and they knew that it was not difficult to do this, as long as the silver needle was pierced into the dead hole. The question is, how can they revive people when they are dead? No matter how you think about it, it seems like an impossible thing to do.

"Chen Xu, come over and lie on the ground." Yan Murong said to Duan Chenxu.

Duan Chenxu obeyed Yan Murong's words, walked over, lay on the ground, didn't say a word, closed his eyes, and waited for Yan Murong to get the needle.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

"I believe in you." Duan Chenxu also laughed. "Master, you can just tie it."

Yan Murong nodded, unbuttoned Duan Chenxu's clothes, exposed his chest, and looked at everyone and said. "Look, I'll get a straight needle."

As soon as the words fell, the silver needle in Yan Murong's hand made a buzzing sound, and with a flick of his wrist, the silver needle pierced into Duan Chenxu's heart, and the entire needle was almost completely submerged, leaving only a two-centimeter needle tail.

This caused many people at the scene to exclaim, but in the next second, they transferred the realization to Duan Chenxu, and even the people in the stands stood up, stretched their necks and looked at the field, wanting to see what would happen with this needle.

Then, they saw that Duan Chenxu's expression gradually froze, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually slowed down until he no longer moved.

"Really dead? It can't be really dead, right? Someone asked. No, there is no death hole in the heart, how can people die so quickly? ”

Seeing Duan Chenxu's changes, Old Man Hua and Old Man Li's faces changed at the same time, and when they squatted down, Old Man Hua grabbed Duan Chenxu's wrist and began to take the pulse.

"Lao Li, come and see." The old man said.

Old Man Li also grabbed Duan Chenxu's wrist, touched the pulse with a solemn expression, nodded, and said. "The heartbeat has stopped, he's dead."

"Wow-"

Old Man Li's words caused an uproar in the audience.

He's dead? Really dead? Can this still be saved? That's how almost everyone thinks.

You must know that although the people who come to participate in the TCM conference are all top doctors in the field of Chinese and Western medicine, there is no rescue equipment here, and the heartbeat is gone, how to save it?

The expressions on everyone's faces became solemn, except for Yan Murong, who had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who's going to try?" Yan Murong asked.

For a moment, the audience was silent, and all the people standing in the audience frowned, thinking about how to save people, but soon, they got the answer - they couldn't save them.

"What about you, two old men?" Yan Murong looked at the two old men Hua Li and asked.

"I can't help it." Old Man Hua shook his head, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "What kind of acupuncture point is this? Can you tell me? ”

"That's what I want to ask." Old Man Li echoed.

"Dead Hole." Yan Murong explained. "Everyone knows that there are 365 main points and 36 dead points in the human body, isn't that true?"

"Yes, it is." Old Man Hua nodded and said.

"Actually, you're all wrong." Yan Murong said with a smile. "There are thirty-seven dead holes."

Pointing to the silver needle inserted in Duan Chenxu's heart, Yan Murong said. "This location is called the death point, maybe you don't know, but if you have read some martial arts novels or the like, you may know that many books have written that there is an acupuncture point in the position of the human heart, and if it is attacked, it will kill you immediately - this is not apocryphal, it is real."

Impossible, how is this possible?

Everyone doesn't believe it, they haven't studied Chinese medicine for a year or two, the human body meridian diagram has been memorized over and over again, and the acupuncture villain has been pierced over and over again, whether it is a teacher or a book, there has never been such an acupuncture point.

"I know it's hard for you to believe it for a while, but it exists." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Well, has anyone come up with a way to save him now? Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

Silence, everyone fell into silence, not that they were trying to figure out a way, but that they simply had no way.

Sears's brows were tightly furrowed, one hand kept grabbing the already small amount of hair on his head, and he was still thinking about how to save Duan Chenxu.

"Thinking so hard, why don't I give you some hints?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Murong, don't sell Guanzi anymore, let's talk quickly, this little friend's face has begun to turn white." The old man said urgingly.

Indeed, five minutes have passed since Yan Murong gave the needle, hesitating and his heart has stopped beating, and the blood supply will naturally stop, Duan Chenxu's face has turned extremely pale, which is a sign of death.

"Okay." Yan Murong also stopped selling Guanzi, pointed to the needle tail that was only two centimeters left, and said. "Come, if any of you pulls out the needle, pull it out and he will come back to life."

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes fixed on the tail of the needle, but no one moved for half a minute - they did not dare.

Pull out the needle and the person will come back to life? That's.

At this time, no one dares to take the risk of pulling out the needle, you know, in acupuncture, although the acupuncture points of the human body are the same, but each doctor's needle technique is different. Even if Yan Murong told them that if they pulled out the needle, they would be able to live, but they still didn't dare.

They will pull out the needle, but what if the person who pulls the needle out is not alive? Isn't that actually to be accused of murder for Yan Murong? That's the kind of stupid thing they don't want to do.

"Sears, you're going to pull it?" Yan Murong looked at Sears and said.

"I—" Sears hesitated, yes, he didn't dare. He was afraid that if he pulled out the needle, the child would die in front of him.

"Don't you dare?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"I-" Sears opened his mouth to admit it, but eventually sighed and said. "Yes, I don't dare."

"You don't dare?" Yan Murong looked at the young people who had entered the arena and wanted to compete for the position of president and asked.

As a result, all of these people lowered their heads, and the answer was obvious. Li Yunxi wanted to step forward and pull out the needle, but before his foot was raised, he was glared back by Old Man Li, and he could only stand there honestly, watching what Yan Murong was going to do next.

"Since you don't dare, then I'll come." Yan Murong said with a chuckle. "You don't want to give you a chance, and I don't know what you think."

As he spoke, Yan Murong bent down and easily pulled out the silver needle.

PS: I have to go out to run errands in the afternoon, and I am estimated to come back very late in the evening, and there is a watch, if I can't do it before twelve o'clock, I won't owe it after twelve o'clock.