Ten minutes later, Pengcheng Third People's Hospital, intensive care area.

Everyone saw Dean Li, an elegant old man with a kind face.

"Brother Meng, you are finally willing to come and see my little brother. ”

Dean Li's real name is Li Peiyuan, and he is also a teacher and friend with Meng Bailing, and once wanted to worship under the medicine king, but was rejected by Meng Bailing because he was too old, and later called him a brother.

"Brother Li, today's protagonist is not my old bone, but the new master of our Medicine King Sect in the future. Meng Bailing looked at Li Peiyuan with deep meaning.

Li Peiyuan's eyes instantly crossed Meng Bailing, and stayed on Meng Xiaoshi and the others for a moment, and finally saw Cheng Chuan hanging behind.

"The Medicine King Sect is going to elect a new master today? Wouldn't it be too anxious, don't Xiao Shi and the others still have the last shot to practice?"

Li Peiyuan is very familiar with the situation in Yaowangmen.

Meng Xiaoshi is young, and he is already the director of the traditional Chinese medicine group of the Second People's Hospital of Pengcheng, with the title of professor.

Chen Shengnan is the head of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Pengcheng Medical University, with the title of associate professor.

He Changqing is even stronger, and is the deputy leader of the Pengcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Expert Group, with the title of associate professor.

However, as far as he knew, none of these three people had yet to practice the last shot, and as for Meng Xiaoli, he directly ignored them.

"Hahaha, Brother Li is not in a hurry, let's go directly to the intensive care unit, and the answer will be revealed immediately. ”

Meng Bailing was sold out and winked at Li Peiyuan.

Li Peiyuan didn't know what medicine was sold in Meng Bailing's gourd, so he could only do it.

Everyone soon came to the ward of the first critically ill patient, the ALS patient, in the late stage, according to Dean Li's diagnosis, there were at most three months left.

Liu Qing, a young girl in the prime of cardamom, is 20 years old, which is the best age in life.

Dean Li had already confirmed with the patient's family and explained Meng Bailing's status in the TCM community to them, and they agreed to take a gamble.

Inviting the patient's family out of the ward, Li Peiyuan looked at Meng Bailing, who nodded.

"Who are you?" Meng Bailing looked at everyone.

"Master, I'll come first. Chen Shengnan came out of the crowd for the first time, and Meng Bailing nodded with satisfaction.

Chen Shengnan took out the needle bag he carried with him and spread it next to the hospital bed.

Standing next to Liu Qing, he unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a snow-white patch.

"Little girl, I'm going to start. ”

Looking at Liu Qing's widening eyes, Chen Shengnan said hello, although he knew that Liu Qing was no longer able to speak.

Chen Shengnan picked up a silver needle with a cold light in his right hand and stabbed it at the Zhangmen point on Liu Qing's waist like lightning.

The Nine Dead Soul Needle is divided into the starting needle, the bearing needle and the final needle.

The more accurate the needle, the faster the effect.

The more accumulating needles, the greater the effect.

The maximum number of needles is seven needles, symbolizing the seven stars of the Big Dipper, which has the power to turn things around.

The final needle breaks life and death, the end needle lives, the patient recovers, and the patient dies, and the patient dies.

Chen Shengnan started the acupuncture point of the chapter door, carrying six needles, and the final acupuncture of Yin Yu acupoint.

Liu Qing's complexion instantly turned from pale to red, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out and he fell unconscious.

"Alas, it's a little bit, Katsuo, yes, if you get all nine stitches, it's probably fine. ”

Meng Bailing walked over, investigated Liu Qing's situation, and sighed.

Meng Xiaoshi and He Changqing on the side were both deep in thought, and they asked themselves if they could be stronger than Chen Shengnan.

"Do you two still want to try?" Meng Bailing looked back at Meng Xiaoshi and He Changqing, but both of them shook their heads.

Meng Bailing could only sigh secretly, and then looked at Cheng Chuan, only to find that Cheng Chuan's face was pale and his body was shaking.

"Brother Xiaochuan, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Xiaoli, who was beside Cheng Chuan, hurriedly supported him and asked with concern.

"I think I'm a little faint ......"

Cheng Chuan was weak and weak, Meng Bailing and the people of the Medicine King Sect were suddenly full of black lines, and Li Peiyuan almost laughed.

It's no wonder that Cheng Chuan, he also knew for the first time that he was fainting blood.

"Would you like to take a break and come back?"

Meng Bailing looked at Cheng Chuan, and Cheng Chuan nodded.

"Okay, Xiaoli, pour Cheng Chuan a cup of hot water to drink. ”

Meng Bailing said angrily, thinking of taking Cheng Chuan's group of guys from the drug administration king gate to a crushing performance.

Who would have thought that Cheng Chuan would faint blood, it is really better to be a human being.

"Master, I have refined the Lingyuan Pill in advance, you can swallow it now, and you can immediately control the Qi Luck Needle, and you don't need to touch those black blood. ”

At this moment, Cangyun's gentle voice suddenly came into Cheng Chuan's mind, Cheng Chuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly went to the toilet to wash his face and go into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the Jiaowa space, Cangyun walked towards Cheng Chuan with a smile, holding a cyan pill in his hand.

"Master, open your mouth and use your Nine Deaths Soul Rejuvenation Needle to control the Qi Luck Needle's mental method. ”

Cangyun threw the pill into Cheng Chuan's mouth, and Cheng Chuan suddenly felt a cool breath spread from his throat.

Then it infiltrated into every cell of his body, and then slowly converged in his veins, converging into a trace of cool true qi.

As he carried the mental method of the Imperial Qi Luck Needle, that trace of true qi flowed in his body according to a certain law, and the qi moved at will.

"It's done, and it's really practiced the Imperial Qi Luck Needle. ”

Cheng Chuan was overjoyed, hurriedly hugged Cangyun, and then escaped from the Jiaowa space.

Drying the moisture off his face, Cheng Chuan opened the door of the bathroom and walked out.

"Master, I'm ready. ”

This time, Cheng Chuan's eyes were firm and his expression was indifferent.