I can fish for anything

Chapter 51 Picked it up?
According to the book, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are divided into thirteen levels.

From the first stitch, to No.13 stitch.

The higher the level, the more powerful and magical the effect.

Jiang Zhihao took a look and found that the level of repairing damaged organs belongs to the tenth needle, which is called rejuvenation of heaven and earth.

The highest level is called back to life from the dead, that is, life and death, flesh and bones.

In layman's terms, it can bring the dead back to life, and make the white bones grow new flesh.

In other words, before Jiang Zhiyuan passed away, Jiang Zhihao had to learn at least the first ten stitches.

If you die, you must learn the first thirteen stitches.

That is, all stitches.

There are traditional Chinese characters on the needle spectrum, which are jerky and difficult to understand.

Jiang Zhihao understood the meaning while searching the Internet.

Perhaps he is a cultivator himself, and he learned the first ten stitches in less than two hours.

It's been a long time since he left the hospital, Jiang Zhihao didn't continue, and he doesn't know what Jiang Zhiyuan's situation is at this time.

When we arrived at the hospital, the emergency room was already full of people.

These people are all chief physicians of major hospitals in Jiangbei City, and they are the best in their respective fields.

As expected of Yao Lao, with one phone call, almost all the best doctors in Jiangbei City were called.

At this moment, Jiang Zhihao saw several doctors talking around Yao Lao.

On Yao Lao's face, there was a dignified expression.

"Yao Lao, how's the situation?"

As soon as Jiang Zhihao finished speaking, a doctor next to him immediately cast a dissatisfied expression: "Who are you? Didn't you see that I was reporting to Yao Lao? What's the matter?!"

Jiang Zhihao ignored him, waiting for Yao Lao to speak.

"What about you, go away! Don't get in the way here!"

Seeing that Jiang Zhihao didn't take him seriously at all, the doctor said angrily.

Yao Lao glared at the man: "Shut up!"

Then there was an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, Xiaojiang, during the time you left, I have already asked the best physician to treat the injured, but your brother's condition is too serious. terminally ill."

"Now it's the second wave of doctors coming in. If they still can't do anything, then you, my brother, can only resign ourselves to fate."

Jiang Zhihao took a deep breath.

He knew that Yao Lao's resignation to fate was just words to comfort him.

"Yao Lao, let these doctors come out, let me try."

"By the way, remember to sew up the wound on Zhiyuan's belly before coming out."

"You try?" Yao Lao looked at Jiang Zhihao not sure.

"Yes, I recently learned a new acupuncture method. Since everyone is at a loss what to do, let's treat it as if it were a dead horse."

After saying this, the door of the emergency room opened.

Several doctors came out tiredly, lowering their heads: "I'm sorry, teacher, I've tried my best. The condition of the injured is too bad, so I'm sorry I can't do anything."

Yao Lao didn't say anything, and looked at Jiang Zhihao: "Do you really want to try?"

Jiang Zhihao nodded without thinking.

"Has the wound been sutured?" Yao Lao turned his head and asked the doctor just now.

"Since there is no cure, I have already stitched up the wound. Depending on the condition of the wounded, the wounded will not survive for three days at most."

"Thank you doctor, I will treat you to dinner later."

After Jiang Zhihao finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the emergency room.

A nurse stopped him: "What are you going to do? Do you know where this is? Just go inside. This is an emergency room, and family members are not allowed."

"Let him in!" Yao Lao said, "Xiao Jiang, actually I can fight you."

"Okay, come in!"

Jiang Zhihao didn't even look back.

Everyone was shocked but shocked!

What is this Jiang Zhihao's identity? Why is Yao Lao being so polite to him and willing to help him?

This is simply incredible.

Several doctors couldn't figure it out, so in order to find out, they followed into the emergency room.

However, he was reprimanded by Yao Lao: "What are you doing with me, there are so many people messing around, just wait outside."

The doctors were annoyed and did not speak.

On the other side, Jiang Zhiwen, the old village head and Aunt Wang watched all this happened in surprise.

"Brother, I remember that Xiaohao has never studied medicine, but how did I hear that he wants to heal Zhiyuan?"

Aunt Wang asked puzzledly.

Jiang Zhiwen was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "Who knows what this kid is up to, I will definitely ask him when he comes out."

On the contrary, the old village head saw what was going on, and excitedly took Jiang Zhiwen's hand: "Big brother, your son has great abilities!"

Jiang Zhiwen was even more confused.

In the emergency room, Jiang Zhihao looked at Jiang Zhiyuan, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and connected to various instruments.

There is some sadness in my heart.

Because Qian Ming went for himself.

Even if there was any backlash, he didn't care at all.

At the same time as footsteps sounded behind him, Yao Lao's voice also came: "Xiao Jiang, can you tell me that you are so confident, what acupuncture technique have you learned?"

"That's it." While speaking, Jiang Zhihao handed the acupuncture spectrum to the old man.

In order to prevent Yao Lao from discovering his secret, Jiang Zhihao took out the thirteen ghost needles when he came in.

"What is this?" Yao Lao took the needle spectrum, and when he saw the words on the cover of the cloth, his breath became short of breath.

"Ghost, thirteen needles at the gate of ghosts!"

He couldn't help but glanced at it, the thirteen silver needles arranged vertically on the title page shocked Yao Lao even more.

He hastily closed the needle spectrum and returned it to Jiang Zhihao.

"Do you recognize this stitch?"

"Why don't you recognize it? As long as it's a doctor, who doesn't recognize it?" Yao Lao swallowed and spit:

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, according to legend, was created by Zhang Tianshi in ancient times. It is the most miraculous acupuncture method in Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion.
It belongs to traditional medicine, Taoist medicine!

And this stitching method has never been passed on to the outside world. Can you tell me, where did you get the thirteen ghost stitches? "

Jiang Zhihao didn't expect that the origin of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate would be so big.

Then he smiled: "Would you believe me if I said I picked it up?"

Yao Lao stared at Jiang Zhihao, speechless.

Picked up?
This is at best a way to deceive children.

You said that you picked up the human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, and you also said that you picked it up.

You are the child of luck, why can't others pick it up?
And it doesn't matter whether it's the human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum or the thirteen needles of the ghost gate.

Take out anything casually, it is enough to shock the existence of the Chinese medical community.

If you really picked it up, without the guidance of a famous teacher, can you learn and perform this kind of acupuncture?

Pick it up, ghosts believe it!

(End of this chapter)