No. 1169, Holographic Meridian Fire Needle!

Qin Luo is not very old, but he has been practicing medicine for a long time. And under the influence of his grandfather Qin Zheng, no matter the pulse is cut and used, he has his own calm and calm demeanor, and the medicine is eliminated, chic and magical.

Whether his patients were high-ranking officials and wealthy people or mountain beggars, they were treated equally. Peace of mind, not impatient or impatient. It's easy to feel secure. This is also the reason why many patients forget their age and are willing to entrust their lives to him.

He never imagined that he would be nervous in the process of healing. Even when he went to the clinic for the first time in his life, he was never nervous. Because before that, he had already practiced on his grandfather countless times.

Calm because he is confident. Before he could heal the sick, he knew with great certainty that he would be able to heal the sick.

Now, in the face of Ling Xiao's poisoning symptoms, he didn't have such confidence.

Ever since he pushed the blood-red potion into Ling Xiao's body, he had observed Ling Xiao's reaction with a worried expression.

Not only Qin Luo, but also Ling Mu, Ling Yuan, Ning Shasha, and the two professors who were guarding the side, all stared at Ling Xiao's face with wide eyes, everyone held their breath, and everyone was cautious. For fear that a cough would scare Ling Xiao into fainting.

Silent!

Silent!

Still silence!

Qin Luo had thought that Ling Xiao might shake violently, that her heart might beat faster and then stop, that she might vomit heavily—and that she would wake up leisurely.

However, I didn't think that she didn't move.

Qin Luo turned to look at the old professor and asked, "This virus—it's okay, right?" ”

"No problem." The old professor said. "This is the first synthetic virus we have cultivated, and we have brought the samples directly. It can't be wrong. ”

"Strange." Qin Luo reached out to probe Ling Xiao's pulse.

As before, the pulse was weak, pulsating and disordered, without any sense of rhythm.

When everyone was confused, Ning Shasha suddenly shouted: "Look-look." ”

Her voice was hurried, and her face was frightened, as if she had discovered something terrible.

It's really scary.

Because, Ling Xiao finally had a reaction.

Her body twitched rapidly, almost like she had been hit by a sheep's madness. The bones rattled like fried melon seeds exploded.

Just now, her vomiting blood was dripping bit by bit, like a water tap that was not tightly closed, and it was flowing a little bit. Now that the water tap has been unscrewed, he's vomiting blood.

"Oh my God. How so? How so? "Mother Ling was so anxious that she was at a loss." Doctor Qin—Doctor Qin—"

Seeing Ling Xiao's reaction, Qin Luo calmed down instead.

He had long said that no matter what the end result was, it was better than dragging it out like this and waiting for death. In his opinion, it is better to have a reaction than not to have a reaction. Even if the reaction is a convulsion of the body, a loud explosion of bones, and a large gasp of blood-

With a serious expression, he reached out again to catch Ling Xiao's pulse.

As soon as she buttoned it, she felt her veins beating violently, and that small vein was like an earthworm fried on a frying pan, making a final struggle before dying.

However, Qin Luo was overjoyed.

Although his pulse is more disordered and unruly, its pulsation is strong and powerful, and there is no need to worry about the signs of dying while jumping.

Bet right!

"Give me the needle box." Qin Luo shouted.

Ning Sha had the fastest reaction, and hurriedly ran over to help Qin Luo get the needle box.

Qin Luo took an extremely thick needle from the needle box to disinfect it, and said to Ning Shasha, "Light the jīng wine lamp." ”

Ning Shasha didn't know where the wine jīng lamp was, and the nurse who stayed next to her finally got a chance to perform. They took out the liquor jīng lamp that had been prepared long ago from the cabinet in the room, carefully lit it with a match, and brought it over.

Qin Luo put the silver needle on the wine jīng lamp and said, "Men had better avoid it." ”

Ling Cheng didn't say a word and walked out first.

Although the two professors of the Longxi Research Institute wanted to see how Qin Luo treated the patient, the target of the treatment was a young girl, and they were embarrassed to stay and watch the ** of others. The two also walked away quickly.

Qin Luo said to Ning Shasha, "Take off her clothes." ”

"All off?" Ning Shasha asked. She was also a young girl, and she had never done anything male or female. Although the person who was undressed was not herself, she still felt a little strange thinking about peeling Ling Xiao into a little white sheep and presenting it in front of Qin Luo.

When Ning Sha asked questions, Ling Mu was already busy.

It's a matter of life and death for my daughter, where can I manage this?

Ning Shacru also felt that his question was a bit redundant, and hurriedly stood behind to help undress.

Soon, with the efforts of Ling Mu and Ning Shasha, Ling Xiao became a ** little lamb.

Looking at her daughter Xiaohe, who showed her sharp corners, she wanted to take a piece of cloth to cover her. However, it is better to think about it.

What if you can save your daughter, even if you give him the child?

Qin Luo didn't seem to see the ** on the hospital bed, his eyelids drooped, and he pinched the silver needle in his hand and grilled it on the wine jīng lamp over and over again. It's quite a bit of a style of sitting and waving willows.

Ten seconds, nine seconds, eight seconds.

Suddenly, Qin Luo pinched the red-hot silver needle and quickly stabbed it into Ling Xiao's chest.

The silver needles are slender and slender, and they are burning red. Qin Luo's movements were so fast-

It was as if he was going to stab Ling Xiao to death with a sharp object.

"Ahh Ning's broken mouth also opened into a 0-shape, which was really exciting.

The silver needle is inserted into the meat, and you can even hear the 'snort' sound of the skin being burned.

What made Ling Mu and the others even more shocked was that after Qin Luo pierced the silver needle into the acupuncture points on Ling Xiao's body, he didn't care about it, let go of where he threw it, and took out a silver needle from the needle box, disinfected, warmed, and pricked the blood-

One, two, three-

One box, two boxes, three boxes-

This time, Qin Luo used forty-eight silver needles.

Chest, flanks, head, thighs, calves, soles of feet, and even near the private parts of her daughter's house# - Ling Xiao, who was covered with silver needles, was like a snow-white hedgehog.

Ling Xiao's blood vomited even more, and now he stopped vomiting sticky black blood, and began to spit blood in large gulps. Her nose was bleeding, her ears were bleeding, and every hole in her body was bleeding. Even the beads of sweat secreted from the pores are pale red.

Her body was drenched in sweat, and sweat covered her body like raindrops. Her hair was wet, and her body looked like it had just been fished out of the water.

This is not enough, after Qin Luo washed his hands, he said to Ning Shaxiao: "Turn on the air conditioner in the house." Ambiguous. Turn it up as high as you want. ”

Ning Shasha obeyed Qin Luo's words, and hurriedly ran over to turn on the air conditioner.

At this moment, not only Ling Xiao became a chicken in the soup, but even Ling Muning, who was watching from the sidelines, was sweating like rain.

However, no one offered to leave, and everyone waited anxiously there, waiting for the final result.

I don't know what's going on, although Ling Xiao's symptoms seem to be more serious. However, when they saw Qin Luo unhurriedly pricking the needle, calmly shouting out one command after another, they were not so panicked in their hearts.

They were full of trust in Qin Luo. They had a little more confidence in Ling Xiao when he woke up—

Ga-

The door of the room was opened, and Ling Cheng and the two professors who were guarding the door rushed over at once.

Ling Yuan grabbed Qin Luo's shoulders and shook it and said, "How is it." How's Xiaoxiao doing now? ”

The other two professors were also full of anxiety, wanting to get the result from Qin Luo's mouth.

Qin Luo's hair was all wet, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and even his clothes seemed to have been drenched in rain.

He sat down on the ground at the door and said to Ling Cheng, "Give me a pump." ”

Ling Cheng was stunned, and quickly took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and handed it over.

Qin Luo stretched out his hand to take it, but his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't hold the cigarette steady at all.

Ling Cheng put the cigarette into Qin Luo's mouth, then took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

Qin Luo took a hard sip, and after coughing a few times because of the strong gas, he felt that his body had regained some strength.

"How's the smile?" Ling Cheng was still standing beside him, and asked in a calm but hurried voice.

"I used a holographic meridian fire needle." Qin Luo said with a smile, the handsome face wet with sweat was particularly moving. "Before, I could only make thirty-two fire needles. Today I cāo made forty-eight roots. ”

"How's the smile?" Ling Cheng thought about it very seriously, but he didn't understand whether there was a connection between the holographic meridian fire needle and Ling Xiao's waking up.

"I don't know." Qin Luo shook his head.

"Don't know?" Ling Cheng was stunned. What is the answer?

"But not dead for the time being." Qin Luo laughed.