An Rongrong didn't say a word, turned around and entered the 404 detention room where Chen Dong was being held, took out the key from her body and began to release Chen Dong from the handcuffs and leg cuffs.

The fat man roared so loudly just now Chen Dong of course heard it clearly, and at this time, seeing An Rongrong coming to unlock it for himself, he admired this woman a little, "Haha, thank you for your trust." ”

An Rongrong didn't answer with a cold face, but just untied Chen Dong's chains in order.

"Hey, what if Officer Ann can't be cured?" Chen Dong saw that An Rongrong didn't speak and continued to tease others.

"Shut your foul mouth, or I'll break you right now. I will do my best to treat Xiao Han. If you can be cured, I trust in your healing skills. After An Rongrong finished speaking, the last binding nylon bandage on Chen Dong's body was also opened.

Chen Dong followed An Rongrong out of the detention room, and when he looked up, there were four or five policemen with guns standing guard outside the good guy, and the medical workers of the three detention centers in the middle were surrounding Xiao Han who was twitching to give him simple care. And Director Zhou, who had a big round head, pinched his waist and glared angrily at An Rongrong and Chen Dong who had just come out of the detention room.

"I'll see." Chen Dong strode to Xiao Han's side, and the medical workers hurriedly dodged away like a god of decay, for fear that something would happen to Xiao Han and blame them.

Chen Dong completely ignored these, and just carefully looked at Xiao Han's current state.

Convulsions, flushed face, blue forehead, sweaty neck, hands covering abdomen. Chen Dong squatted on the ground and gently put his hand on the artery in Xiao Han's neck to try it.

"How?" An Rongrong asked.

Chen Dong didn't speak, and checked Xiao Han's pulse again, then opened Xiao Han's collar to reveal a little purple chest, and finally determined: "I know the problem, but I need a set of silver needles for acupuncture." ”

"Acupuncture?" An Rongrong turned her head to look at the medical workers: "Do you have any silver needles for acupuncture?" ”

The medical workers glanced at each other a few times, and finally quietly glanced at Director Zhou, who was pale.

"See what I'm doing? If you have one, take it out quickly. At this time, Director Zhou was like a firecracker filled with explosives.

"I've got one here, but it's been a long time since I've used it." One of the medical workers took out a black cloth bag from the medical box he carried with him and handed it to Chen Dong.

Chen Dong took the cloth bag and opened it and looked at it, "You can use it, bring me fire." ”

"Is a lighter okay?" This time, without waiting for An Rongrong to speak, another medical worker stepped forward to ask.

"Okay." Chen Dong nodded, then looked up at An Rongrong: "You help me take off all his shirt and turn over." ”

An Rongrong didn't say a word, but squatted down to take off Xiao Han's shirt with three strokes and five divisions, and then grabbed her arm in turn, pressed her knee against her elbow, and pressed her head with her hand, and the whole set of grappling techniques made Xiao Han motionless.

"Hold it down." Chen Dong took out a silver needle as he spoke: "Hit the fire." ”

The silver needle was slightly roasted on the fire, and then instantly lit on the big hole behind Xiao Han's back. Then take out the second silver needle and prick it in the same way on the other acupuncture points on the back. The second silver needle...... The third silver needle......

In this way, Chen Dong kept checking the position and placing the needles, and as the needles sank into his back, Xiao Han's originally convulsive body gradually calmed down, and the painful expression on his face was gone.

Director Zhou's big round face and a pair of bean-like eyes stared at Xiao Han without blinking, and when he found that the expression on Xiao Han's face was flat, he didn't twitch, even if he didn't understand medicine, he knew that Chen Dong's treatment worked.

"Light a cigarette." Chen Dong said as he motioned for An Rongrong to help Xiao Han sit up.

"I've got a cigarette here." This time, Director Zhou was not out of the matter, and took out a Chinese cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Chen Dong took the cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth, An Rongrong on the side frowned charmingly, and scolded in a low voice: "Do you still have time to smoke?" ”

"Smoke, just smoke, as long as you cure him, I will buy as much as you want." At this moment, Director Zhou's expression has changed from cloudy to sunny, as long as Xiao Han is cured, not to mention a cigarette, even if it is no problem.

Chen Dong didn't speak, but just glanced at An Rongrong meaningfully, and then pulled his hand on Xiao Han's back, and in an instant, all the silver needles on Xiao Hanman's back were put away.

An Rongrong was stunned, she hadn't seen acupuncture before, but the speed at which Chen Dong collected the needles just now was really a bit unbelievable, as if a doctor said that in the field of acupuncture, the faster the needle collection, the higher the level of acupuncture.

An Rongrong was surprised in her heart, but Chen Dong's next move made him dumbfounded.

I saw Chen Dong pinching Xiao Han's nose with one hand and Xiao Han's mouth with the other, and he didn't let go.

"What are you doing here? How does he breathe like this? An Rongrong stared at Chen Dong and asked.

"Shut up! I haven't heard that smoke consumes gas, but it can dispel evil spirits, and I did this to make him wake up as soon as possible. Chen Dong didn't even look at An Rongrong. He took a hard puff of the cigarette in his mouth, and then slowly exhaled it near Xiao Han's nose while letting go of his hands. Because Xiao Han was forcibly held by pinching his nose and mouth just now, as soon as Chen Dong let go of his hands, Xiao Han instinctively gasped.

But near his nose and mouth were all cigarettes spit out by Chen Dong, and all the smoke was inhaled into his lungs at once.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Xiao Han was choked and coughed violently. Seeing this, Chen Dong patted Xiao Han on the back a few times, and Xiao Han's cough stopped. But the whole person was still unconscious.

Chen Dong slowly stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and exhaled a long breath, his body was too weak, just now he was tired like this after performing seventy-two stitches from the Ghost Gate. "Just get him back and have a good rest, and he will wake up in about half an hour."

"This ...... That's good? It's okay? Director Zhou pointed at Xiao Han and asked incredulously.

Chen Dong pointed to the three medical workers next to him: "You check to see if his signs are normal." ”