The moment the blood beads splashed out, Han Ye withdrew the golden needle. Han Ye stretched out his finger and quickly tapped Yuhong's sleeping hole: "Song Xin, you hold Sister Yuhong and let her lie on the table, you hold her steady, you can't make her tremble a little." ”

"Yes, Han Ye. ”

Han Ye's golden needle was in his hand, and the golden light of his left eye shot out, and with this golden light, Han Ye's divine eyes opened. Yuhong's lesion is precisely because of the pressure on the neck, resulting in blood and qi blockage, and there is a clear shadow from the neck to the back of the head.

Han Ye analyzed the cause clearly, and slowly pierced an inch of Fengfu acupoint and dumb door acupoint with a golden needle. As the golden needle slowly advanced, beads of sweat on Han Ye's forehead rolled down.

No one knew that Han Ye was going through a life-and-death situation. The golden needle pierced an inch into the acupuncture point, Han Ye used internal force to forcibly open this blood vein, at this time, as long as there was a trace of external interference, not only Yuhong's illness could no longer be treated, but even Han Ye was worried about his life.

Song Xin saw that Han Ye was engrossed, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, knowing that the treatment was at a critical juncture. Song Xin didn't even dare to make a sound, and didn't dare to move while holding Yuhong.

Half an hour later, Han Ye finally withdrew the golden needle, and his face turned pale.

"Song Xin, you help Yuhong to lie on the bed for a while, and when she wakes up, she can speak. Han Ye's voice was very weak.

"Han Ye, are you okay?" Song Xin also rubbed his sore arm.

"Song Xin, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll recover after a while. You ask Jin Yan to help you get Yuhong to the bed. ”

"Jin Yan, come in for a moment. Song Xin shouted, and Jin Yan, who was standing outside the door, entered in response. Han Ye sat on the ground with his eyes closed, and Song Xin helped Yuhong to sit at the table.

"Jin Yan, you come to help Sister Yuhong to rest in bed. ”

It's not that Han Ye doesn't want to help, it's just that he doesn't have any strength now, and even Xiaobai can't hold it, let alone alone.

Half an hour later, Han Ye's pranayama was over and he stood up. "Song Xin, Jin Yan, how is Sister Yuhong now?"

"She's still asleep, and she hasn't woken up. ”

Han Ye stretched out his hand and took the pulse: "She's about to wake up, you prepare a bowl of water for her to drink." ”

"Okay, brother, I'll go and prepare, you accompany Sister Yuhong here. Jin Yan flashed out the door.

Song Xin held Yuhong's hand and felt tremble slightly. Looking at Yuhong again, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Han Ye, come on, Sister Yuhong is about to wake up. ”

Han Ye walked to the side of the bed, Yuhong had already woken up, with a pair of big eyes, but the eyes looked blank.

"The water is coming!" Jin Yan walked in with the water, and Director Zhang also followed.

Song Xin took the bowl, Jin Yan helped Yuhong up, let Yuhong lean on her chest, and Song Xin gave her a few mouthfuls of water.

Yuhong looked at the three of them gratefully, wanting to say thank you, but she just opened her mouth and didn't make any sound.

"Han Ye, is Sister Yuhong okay? Why didn't she speak. ”

"Song Xin, don't worry, Sister Yuhong is fine. She was now too scared to speak. ”

"Sister Yuhong, how do you feel?"

Yuhong looked at Song Xin, she wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she didn't dare, she was afraid that she hadn't been cured yet, so she didn't dare to answer.

Seeing Yuhong like this, Han Ye didn't speak again. Just stretched out his hand and pinched Yuhong's shoulder hard. There was a feeling of pain, and Yuhong almost wanted to cry.

Yuhong rubbed her shoulders, a little angry: "Han Ye, what are you doing?" Pinch me hard, I hurt so much!"

"Sister Yuhong, hello, you can speak!" Song Xin happily hugged Yuhong. "It's great, it's so good, you're finally able to speak. The two hugged each other excitedly.

In an instant, Yuhong already understood that Han Ye wanted to make himself in pain, and then spoke urgently, so that he could speak.

"Can I speak?Xiaoxin, can I really speak?" Yuhong couldn't believe it, countless famous doctors, even foreign research groups were alarmed, and they couldn't find the cause of the disease, let alone treat it.

Han Ye nodded: "Sister Yuhong, you are indeed fine." You can speak, and you can talk well for the rest of your life!" Director Zhang also nodded, making sure that Yuhong was okay.

Han Ye looked at Yuhong, and Yuhong also looked at Han Ye, remembering the oath he had made, and a flush crept up his face. A flood of autumn water-like eyes, full of gratitude.

Director Zhang looked at Han Ye: "Xiao Han, who did you learn from, and what method did you use to heal Yuhong?"

"Director Zhang, I can't answer you about this. This set of acupuncture methods was obtained by accident, and I can't reveal who the person who passed it on is, so please don't blame Director Zhang!" Han Ye said with his fists clenched.

According to my observation, Xiao Han, your internal strength is seriously damaged now, and your speech breath is not as stable as when we first met, so it can be seen that you injured yourself and cured Yuhong. ”

Yuhong was even more grateful when she heard that Han Ye had cured herself by depleting her own internal strength. Looking at Han Ye's eyes, his eyes were full of admiration, and there was a trace of admiration that passed by.

This trace of admiration was captured by Song Xin, and Song Xin also had a hint of surprise in her heart.

"Director Zhang, some small losses are not enough to worry about, and being able to cure Sister Yuhong is my greatest comfort. ”

"Young man, it's really good! Xiao Xin's vision is good, Lao Song has a son-in-law like you, he should wake up laughing in his dream, hahaha~~"

"Uncle Zhang, what are you talking about? It's still early!" Song Xin blushed when he was said.

"Song Xin, is it still early? you can't do without me!" Han Ye was anxious when he heard Song Xin's words.

"Han Ye, you fool!" Song Xin's face turned even redder.

Looking at a young couple and expressing their heartfelt feelings to each other, Director Zhang laughed again.

"Xiao Han, as far as I know, there is a set of Nine Turns Killing Needle Method, which has been lost for thousands of years. Yuhong's disease, without this set of acupuncture, coupled with the little brother's strong internal force, would not have been cured. I am fortunate to meet the heir of the Nine Turns of the Deadly Needle today, and I am fortunate to have three lives!"

"Director Zhang, you're welcome, I didn't do anything, just a few stitches. ”

Song Xin, Jin Yan, and Yuhong heard the name of the acupuncture, and they were all very curious in their hearts. Song Xin also thought of Han Ye's weak appearance just now.

"Uncle Zhang, is it dangerous to administer the needle when it is administered? Is it to hurt yourself in exchange for the patient's recovery?"

"Xiao Xin, you are very smart, you can understand it like this. Nine turns of life-killing needles, needles and needles kill lives. Nine golden needles can consume the internal force, which can be half a year or several years, and it is difficult to recover. ”

Song Xin and Jin Yan were shocked when they heard that Han Ye was exchanging their lives for their lives. Yuhong shed tears, "Han Ye, how can I be worthy of your life for life, how can I repay your kindness?"

"Sister Yuhong, don't say anything to repay, you are Song Xin's good sister, that is my Han Ye's sister, my brother saves my sister, it is right. ”