Under Hopkin's gaze, the silver needle under Ling Yun's hand began to spin.

The silver needle, which had already entered half of it, actually slowly went deeper again. Ling Yun's fingers kept moving on a few silver needles, and soon all the silver needles above Old Man Fu's head began to rotate.

"How is this possible?"

Hopkin's eyes widened and he muttered to himself, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. I saw that the patient lying on the bed, the blue and black on his face began to gradually lighten.

Hopkin rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands, for fear that he would be dazzled.

After rubbing it, I looked closely, and the blue-black seemed to be lighter. He rubbed it again, repeating it several times.

"Look, the blue-black color has faded." The female translator finally couldn't help but speak, she studied English and was more American, and she knew a lot about some celebrities in the United States, and the Hopkin in front of her could be said to be an authority in the Western medical field, and he concluded that the patient who could not be treated was actually revived by a young Chinese medicine doctor, if it was before, she would think it was a joke.

Only then did Hopkin be convinced that his eyes were not dazzled, and he concentrated on the movements of Ling Yun's hand, not even daring to blink. I'm afraid that as long as I blink an eye, I will miss the wonderful moment.

When the blue and black on Fu Lao's face completely faded, Ling Yun stopped.

He dealt with the old man, "Because the toxins in your body are too long, much deeper than ordinary people, it is difficult to eradicate the root with acupuncture alone, and I now have to use a combination of massage and acupuncture." ”

"Don't worry, I can hold it."

Ling Yun didn't say much, stretched out his hands, and began to knead Fu Lao's neck. That neck showed a thicker blue-black, and the toxins on his face were forced down by Ling Yun with acupuncture.

As his fingers kneaded, the blue-black color on his neck slowly faded.

Ling Yun immediately pulled out two silver needles and pierced them on different acupuncture points, and standing next to him, he could clearly see that the blue and black would not spread upward.

Hopkin's eyes almost popped out, he thought it was even more outrageous than witchcraft, two silver needles could actually stop the spread of the toxin, and if he spread the news to the United States, he would definitely be called crazy by his friends.

But the fact that he didn't want to believe it happened right in front of his eyes.

When Fu Chun saw this, he beckoned to the people outside the door and whispered something to a guard. Then the guard ran out, and soon brought a basin and placed it on the ground.

Next, Lingyun was faster, and every time he massaged a certain distance, he would seal the acupuncture points with silver needles to prevent the spread of toxins. Until all the toxins on Fu Lao's body were concentrated on his right arm, the toxins had turned the entire arm black and shiny, which looked a little scary.

"Put the pot closer."

Hopkin hurriedly pushed away the man who was about to move forward, and said in a trembling voice, "I'll come." ”

Now that he had begun to believe Ling Yun's words just now, he had really gathered all the toxins, this was a miracle at all, and he wanted to witness the birth of this miracle with his own eyes.

With trembling hands, he brought the basin closer.

"Old man, you have to bear with it this time."

"You can rest assured, even if you really want me to learn Guan Gong to scrape bones and cure poison, I won't frown."

"Don't be so exaggerated." As Ling Yun spoke, a wound was cut on Fu Lao's arm, and black venom was mixed with blood and dripped out.

Looking at the black blood dripping out, Hopkin trembled with excitement and kept exclaiming, "Miracle is really a miracle." ”

Being able to revive a dying man in such a short period of time made Hopkin even more ashamed at the thought of saying that it was a witch doctor at the beginning.

It wasn't until the black blood was drained and all that flowed out was red that Ling Yun stopped.

"Bring me my tourniquet." Hopkin hurriedly ordered his assistant.

"Don't bother." Saying that, Ling Yun inserted two silver needles into Fu Lao's arm, and the wound that was still bleeding outward quickly stopped.

"The bleeding stops so quickly and works so well." Hopkin looked at Ling Yun's hands, as well as the silver needles, as if he wanted to see the flowers from above, was that really human hands and silver needles.

Just two silver needles can achieve better results than modern medical tools.

Hopkin had only one thought in his mind at the moment, I must learn acupuncture.

Fu Lao saw Hopkin's shocked face, as if the anger in his heart had finally come out, "How about Doctor Hopkin, our Chinese medicine still has merit!" I don't know how it compares to your Western medical skills? ”

Fu Lao's words woke up Hopkin, who was immersed in shock.

He looked at Ling Yun with excitement on his face, "Doctor Ling, you are really a god, I apologize for what I just said, I can only convince the breadth and profundity of Chinese medicine." But then he asked, "I wonder if I can check on the old gentleman again?" ”

"Of course, no problem, please." Ling Yun spread his hands.

Hopkin hurriedly called for an assistant and brought his equipment over.

"How's my grandfather?" Fu Lan had already seen her grandfather's improvement, but she couldn't help but confirm it.

"There is no major problem anymore, the poison in the body has been almost eliminated, and the pair of Chinese medicine has been used for another week, and it has completely recovered. It's just that I had a little too much blood just now, and now I'm a little weak, and I need to take a good rest. ”

"Thank you so much, Dr. Ling." Fu Chunlai stepped forward, with a smile on his face, and shook Ling Yun's hand solemnly, "It's still the same sentence, Doctor Ling, I owe you a favor, as long as there is anything that needs help, I Fu Chunlai can do it, and I will never refuse." ”

Ling Yun opened his mouth, a little speechless, in his opinion, money is far more real than a bullshit promise, he is now a million-dollar loser.

"It's a miracle that the toxins in the old gentleman's body are really gone." Hopkin, who had finally finished the inspection, exclaimed.

Although Ling Yun had already said it, it was far less shocking than he was sure of it after he personally checked it.

Such a disease that has just spread has been solved by a Chinese medicine practitioner, which will definitely cause an uproar.

The beautiful translator on the side covered her mouth, she didn't know what to say, and her eyes looked at Ling Yun carefully, as if she wanted to see why this young man like her was so good.

"It's not a miracle, it's just the effect of Chinese medicine." Ling Yun said, and put all the silver needles away after eliminating the poison.

"Doctor Ling, how could your silver needle just now be like a semi-permeable membrane, just a prick, and the toxin can't spread." At the same time, Hopkin said strangely, "I don't know if your trick can make a large molecule protein." ”

Hearing this term, Ling Yun almost felt speechless. He had learned semi-permeable membranes and macromolecular proteins in biology in high school, but now he had almost forgotten about it, and asked him to explain the relationship between acupuncture and semi-permeable membranes and macromolecular proteins to a Western doctor, so it was better to kill him directly, so he said, "I haven't verified this yet, and I'll tell you later." ”

"That's it!"

"Doctor Ling, why don't you go and rest first." Saying that, Fu Chunlai said to his daughter, "You take Dr. Ling to the living room to rest, and I'll go over later." ”