fifth form

"I was in a coma for twelve days and had six or nine needles in my body!"

Medical Officer Chunyu's nine-needle technique is a life-threatening acupuncture from the third stage, and when it is performed to the sixth stage, it is basically a dead horse and a living horse doctor.

The Empress Dowager had given up on Zhang Xuezhou's survival rate a few days ago. If Medical Officer Chunyu hadn't finished using the nine-needle technique, he could have been pulled out and buried.

It was a good thing that the person finally woke up, but the Empress Dowager was not happy.

This was very different from what she had predicted.

She once thought that Zhang Xuezhou was dead, which calmed her thoughts of craniotomy.

But Zhang Xuezhou finally survived and came back to life.

It's just that the other party's life made the Empress Dowager feel too uncomfortable.

"If mother goes to receive the spell, mother's blessing will definitely be much better than that of this bus Sima Ling," Mrs. Dou said with relief.

"Only after you gamble your life will you know whether this blessing is strong or not!"

The Queen Mother replied.

She neither expressed her intention to accept medical officer Chunyu's medical skills nor expressed her disapproval of medical officer Chunyu's medical skills.

This was indeed a difficult choice for the Queen Mother.

By accepting medical officer Chunyu's medical skills, she might be able to escape the pain of the evil spirit for a short time, or perhaps she would have a comeback and die in just a few days.

If she did not accept Medical Officer Chunyu's medical skills, the Empress Dowager would be in trouble. She even knew that if she was tortured by evil spirits for several years, she would definitely die.

The former has high risks and high returns, while the latter has no risk and is just surviving.

If Zhang Xuezhou, who was serving as an example, was not in such serious trouble and was not put to death, the Empress Dowager felt that she would definitely try it.

Even if the probability of Medical Officer Chunyu using his medical skills to save him was 20%, she wouldn't even blink.

But the current troubles are too much for the Empress Dowager to bear.

She didn't want to be in high spirits for a few days and then lie down waiting for treatment.

The chance of this kind of treatment is too slim, and it is difficult to predict the consequences.

"How are the symptoms of this coach Sima Ling now?" asked the Empress Dowager.

"He said he was about to die and wanted to see his parents before he died," Mrs. Dou replied with a sigh.

"Let Tiying give him more treatment!"

Hearing Mrs. Dou sigh, the Empress Dowager could not help but sigh too, and then made brief arrangements.

"This Tiying can't cure my mother's illness, won't you punish her?" Mrs. Dou asked slightly surprised.

"If the medical officer cannot cure the illness of the superior, he will be punished to death. If these top doctors die one by one, medical skills will not be able to develop." The Empress Dowager said in a deep voice: "This is because the illness is too serious. The problem is not Tiying’s problem!”

"She deserves to be punished for her poor treatment," Taishu Dou said: "If all medical officers follow suit in the future, how can any medical officer be willing to work hard to develop medical skills and enjoy the treatment from the court? Then he will be punished for his poor medical skills! "

"How do you think the punishment should be?" the Queen Mother asked.

"Remove the position of the great medical officer, let him go to the private sector to experience the suffering of the sick, and only after he has cured a thousand people can he return to the imperial medical center and resume his original duties," Taishu Dou suggested.

"This punishment...just do what you say!"

The Empress Dowager thought for a few seconds, then waved her hand, indicating to Grand Master Dou to go down and handle it herself.

As she groaned in pain, she couldn't help but increase the intensity of breathing the ambergris through her nostrils.

A good fortune pill was stuffed into her throat. As the Empress Dowager continued to restore her cultivation, she also relied on her newfound magic power to resist the entanglement of evil spirits.

This made Mrs. Dou take a look, and then bowed and left respectfully.

"You bitch are too cruel. The needle was more piercing than my cousin... Why do you look uglier than me? The needle didn't pierce you!"

In the side room of Yangxin Hall, fifty-four long needles were pulled out of Zhang Xuezhou's body. He felt relieved that he was not tortured to death.

As long as he is not tortured to death, he can live normally.

"You can still ask Mrs. Dou to see your parents before you die and survive. Now I am just gambling on my life," Medical Officer Chunyu whispered back.

Zhang Xuezhou is very cooperative. Medical Officer Chunyu must say that it is difficult for her to find a patient who is more cooperative.

But Zhang Xuezhou did not control the power of life and death. Whether she could live or not depended on the words of the Empress Dowager.

Inadequate treatment is a serious crime, and failure to treat symptoms is also a crime. When some kings are seriously ill and difficult to treat, it is very common to chop off the heads of medical officials.

This is not related to which king is wise or not, but it is difficult for people to control their emotions before death, and it is easy to find someone to express their anger to. Medical Officer Chunyu was walking on thin ice at this time, feeling uneasy and almost waiting for the verdict.

"Do you know what I do?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with interest.

"What can you do? What can you do as a gatekeeper?" Medical Officer Chunyu said angrily.

"In addition to guarding the door, I can read faces," Zhang Xuezhou whispered, "I can tell whether you can survive or not, whether you can escape this disaster!"

"Do you still have this ability? Then let me take a look," Medical Officer Chunyu said.

"It takes a lot of effort to perform physiognomy, there is no point in just looking at it casually," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

"Look at me quickly, I'm desperate, and you're still here worrying about me," Medical Officer Chunyu said angrily, "Do you believe it or not, I'm going to kill you with a needle now, so that you won't be able to see your parents before you die!"

"You're crazy... you're crazy!"

Zhang Xuezhou was extremely unhappy with being pricked by Medical Officer Chun Yu. He originally wanted to take advantage of Medical Officer Chun Yu, but he didn't expect that the other party would just start with the acupuncture.

During these days, medical officer Chunyu must have been struggling between life and death, and the psychological pressure was so great that it was difficult to control himself.

"I'll show you, you take the needle out of my body first" Zhang Xuezhou shouted: "Whether you can avoid disaster or not depends on me now!"

"Look!"

"Give me your Shiquan Dabu Pill!"

"you……"

"You are already wandering about life and death, and you are still thinking about relying on this pill to survive. You are not a True Self Realm monk. As long as your head is chopped off, you can't take any number of pills."

Although time was tight, Zhang Xuezhou finally negotiated the deal.

"Wait for me to perform the spell!"

He took the elixir that Medical Officer Chunyu quickly handed over, and then muttered something.

He has the Dingren Technique in his hand to detect memory fragments, but he is unable to detect the monks in the magical power realm.

He still knew how to use the magic, but Zhang Xuezhou did not rely on the magic of determining people's fortunes for medical officer Chunyu.

He held the Shiquan Dabu Pill in his mouth, and the technique was condensed in his hand. After a moment, a finger touched the forehead and heart of Medical Officer Chunyu.

As expected, the unpredictable backlash of the technique came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that the Shiquan Dabu Pill he was biting had a hint of blood.

A trace of flush appeared on his face, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

"How are you doing? How am I doing? Don't die. Tell me first!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's appearance, Medical Officer Chunyu couldn't help but become anxious.

If it weren't for Zhang Xuezhou holding the Shiquan Dabu Pill in her mouth, she would have almost used a nine-needle technique to forcibly stimulate her body to stay alive.

"You can survive, I guarantee you will survive this difficulty!"

After Medical Officer Chunyu shook his body, Zhang Xuezhou reluctantly responded.

"In my fortune-telling, you may have a small disaster, but you will never suffer a major disaster such as death!"

"Really?"

"You can trust my extraordinary physiognomy. If my physiognomy is inaccurate, you can stab me ninety-nine and eighty-one times!"

Zhang Xuezhou closed his eyes and swore with such confidence that Medical Officer Chunyu's tense heart was relieved a lot.

"Are you really that good at physiognomy?"

"Bao Ling!"

"what should I do?"

"Wait with peace of mind!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.

He can't help it.

If Medical Officer Chunyu caused a big disaster and was beheaded, then Medical Officer Chunyu would not be able to argue with him. No matter what Zhang Xuezhou promised, there would be no consequences.

If Chunyu passed the test under the small punishment and big warning of the medical officer, it would mean that his physiognomy was effective.

There is no way he could have a bad opinion about this matter.