Chapter Twenty-Eight: Do It Yourself, or Let Me Do It (Ask for Recommendations, Collections)

"What is the Ghost Doctor Nine Style?" Zhao Kangping asked casually.

"The Nine Styles of Ghost Doctor is not a thing, it is the most magical acupuncture technique!" Sun Binggeng never left Gu Bei's acupuncture method, and began to explain to everyone excitedly.

The Nine Styles of Ghost Doctor is an original acupuncture method created by Bian Que's divine doctor, which can bring people back to life, and legend has it that even if a person dies for a few days, he can bring the patient back from the ghost gate.

According to relevant historical records, the divine doctor Hua Tuo inherited the mantle of Bian Que, and his medical skills were superb and famous all over the world.

However, as Sun Binggeng's explanation came out, Liao Kai's face was already pale, and an extremely bad emotion kept surging in his heart!

"This kid must be blinded, even if he knows the ghost doctor nine styles, he may not be able to bring the old guy back to life!"

Liao Kai comforted himself.

In Zhao Minman's desperate eyes, a wave of hope gradually rose: if he can, he will be my grandfather, and I can pay whatever price I want, even if it is ...... Marry him!

"Is it really that magical?" Zhao Kangping asked in surprise.

"Little Divine Doctor, is this method as the old man expected, the ghost doctor who has been lost for more than 2,400 years......" Sun Binggeng asked excitedly.

Even the title has changed from a young man to a little miracle doctor, which shows that Sun Binggeng has already taken Gu Bei's opinion extremely solemnly.

", didn't see me applying needles!"

Gu Bei snorted coldly and continued to concentrate on the needle.

"Yes, yes, it's the old man, I disturbed the little miracle doctor, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

A well-known medical expert at home and abroad was reprimanded by a hairy boy, Sun Binggeng was not angry, but apologized with a smile.

This...... It's also incredible.

Yao Shilan knows the name of Dr. Sun Binggeng, which is a master in the medical field.

Now that he is reprimanded, he is like a grandson, and he is happy to apologize with a smile, which is ...... It's incredible, isn't it?

Yao Shilan almost couldn't believe whether what she saw and heard was real!

When Gu Bei withdrew the last stitch, his emaciated body couldn't help but tremble, and his face became a little pale.

It's like a needle, and it's a physically demanding job.

"Didn't you say that you could wake up Grandpa Zhao? Why hasn't he woken up yet! Now that he has failed, let's prepare to fulfill the previous bet!" Seeing that Gu Bei found a stool to sit down, Liao Kai stepped forward and questioned with a smug face.

"How much do you don't want the old man to wake up, so anxious to ask the teacher for the crime!" Gu Bei said indifferently, without looking at Liao Kai, and indifferently instructed Sun Binggeng, "Let's treat the old man's wound first." ”

"Hugh is going to spew blood. I naturally hope that Grandpa Zhao can wake up!" Liao Kai's face turned red and he argued with his neck in question.

Sun Binggeng stepped forward to check Zhao Sanye's pulse a little, and then looked at the indicators on the display instrument that were slowly improving, and suddenly knew that Gu Bei's needle just now had really pulled Zhao Sanye back from the ghost gate.

Thinking that the wound on Zhao Sanye's chest was still open, Sun Binggeng hurriedly arranged for the doctor to stitch up the laparoscopic wound on Zhao Sanye's chest, and walked towards Gu Bei with a smile on his face.

"Divine doctor, can you ask something?" asked Sun Binggeng with a flattering smile.

For him who is thirsty for knowledge, even if he is not ashamed to ask, not to mention that the young man in front of him has obtained the true inheritance of the ghost doctor's nine styles, and the other party can answer his own questions, which is already a blessing for himself.

"Say!"

Gu Bei's expression was indifferent, and he knew that the old man in front of him was a famous expert.

Even a famous medical expert, compared to him, the alchemy master of the desolate world, is quite insignificant. For the title of divine doctor, Gu Bei happily accepted it, so what!

"Can Elder Zhao really wake up? How long will it take? When will the silver needle on his body be removed?" Sun Binggeng asked cautiously.

The people of the Zhao family were also staring at Gu Bei with scorching eyes, and they were nervous one by one.

Especially Zhao Minman, a pretty face was almost on Gu Bei's cheek, and her round eyes stared at Gu Bei without blinking.

Of all of them, there is no one who can compare to her wish grandpa would wake up!

Seeing Zhao Minman so close to Gu Bei and his intimate appearance, Liao Kai felt a burst of anger in his heart, and his face became gloomy.

"You don't want to delay time, if Grandpa Zhao can't wake up, see how I clean you up!" Liao Kai scolded with a cold face.

"You're so cheap, so anxious to find a pump, okay, two minutes later, I'll give you this obedient face to give Ben a chance to smoke!" Gu Beijian frowned and glanced at Liao Kai coldly.

A fly buzzed in his ear again and again, which really made Gu Bei feel a little unhappy.

"Doctor Sun, right?" Gu Bei looked at Sun Binggeng.

"Call me Sun Binggeng, or Binggeng, in front of you, how dare the little old man call him a doctor!" Sun Binggeng smiled sincerely in a low profile.

"Binggeng, since you know the nine styles of ghost doctors, you naturally know the method of pulling out needles!" Gu Bei called his name, "Don't make a mistake in the order, Zhao Lao will wake up naturally!"

"It's still a hard mouth, I'll see how hard you can be!" Seeing Gu Bei's very dragging uncle, Liao Kai secretly said in his heart.

Two minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and the doctors had already helped Zhao Lao deal with the laparoscopic wound, Sun Binggeng stepped forward with a serious expression, and began to pull out the needle for Zhao Lao according to the nine-style needle extraction method of the ghost doctor he knew.

It's just that Sun Binggeng's hand pulling out the needle was a little trembling, and his expression was serious, as if he was afraid that something would go wrong.

It wasn't until the last silver needle in the most critical part of Zhao Lao's chest was pulled out that Sun Binggeng was already full of sweat on his forehead, and even his white coat was wet thoroughly.

But after pulling out the needle, Zhao Lao did not wake up immediately.

Now, Liao Kai got this opportunity, came to Gu Bei, and asked in an unkind tone: "Didn't you say that if you take the needle, Grandpa Zhao will wake up? Why didn't people wake up?! Now what reason do you have to quibble!"

Liao Kai's expression was simply a villain's attitude, and people felt disgusted: "Gu Bei, is it time to fulfill your promise and kowtow to Lao Tzu...... Wrong ......"

"Grandpa is awake, grandpa is awake!"

Before the "mistake" word in Liao Kai's mouth could be uttered, he heard Zhao Minman, who had been guarding the operating table, exhale in surprise.

Liao Kai swallowed the word in his stomach, turned his head stiffly, and looked in the direction of the operating table.

I saw that on Zhao Lao's pale cheeks, a pair of wrinkled eyes slowly opened a slit, and then slowly opened wide.

Because of the anesthetic, Zhao Lao's eyes were stunned for a while, and then he gathered and saw Zhao Minman, who was lying on his arm and crying with joy, Zhao Lao's hoarse faint voice came out: "Xiao ...... Man, don't ...... Cry, sir...... I'm not dead yet!"

"Grandpa...... Xiao Man misses you very much, and is very worried that you will never wake up again, grandpa...... Woohoo......"

Zhao Wenman was happy, crying like a tearful person, with a pretty face and pear blossoms with rain, I feel pity!

Seeing Zhao Sanye wake up, the Zhao family was all excited, but Liao Kai took a few steps back as if he had died of his own father, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Old Zhao, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Sun Binggeng stepped forward and asked nervously.

"Panic!"

Zhao Lao was wearing an oxygen mask on his mouth, stretched out his finger with difficulty, and said indistinctly.

Sun Binggeng checked Zhao Lao's body slightly, and all the instruments showed that they were normal, so he carefully removed his oxygen mask.

Elder Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice also raised a little: "It's much more comfortable now, Xiaoman, help grandpa up!"

When Zhao Lao sat up, he saw Gu Bei who was sitting and resting not far away, and he was stunned for a moment, and then struggled to get up, but heard Gu Bei's voice come from you: "If you are old and your legs are not flexible, don't get up!"

"Hey, who is that, the future son-in-law of the Zhao family, are you going to do it yourself, or let me do it!" Gu Bei stretched out his finger and hooked it towards Liao Kai, with an indifferent expression.