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The sound of hurried and messy footsteps soon approached Miaoshoutang, and soon, three or five figures appeared in a hurry. Among them, a middle-aged man wearing glasses rushed in anxiously while holding an old man, and at the same time roared loudly, "Doctor Snow! Doctor Snow!!"

Hearing this, everyone in Miaoshou Hall turned their attention to the direction of the door. The middle-aged man in a suit and wearing glasses looked anxious and pale at the moment, as soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the direction of Xueming City.

"Doctor Snow, save my father quickly..."

The voice of the middle-aged man was trembling violently!

At this time, Xue Mingcheng had also stood up, and rushed forward as well.

When his eyes fell on the old man who was being held by the middle-aged man, Xue Mingcheng's expression changed even more, he hurriedly waved his hand to signal the middle-aged man to turn in the direction of the old man, squatted down, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Get the needle for me!"

Naturally, the buddies in Miaoshoutang didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly ran to get the needle.

Xue Mingcheng lowered his head and quickly touched the old man's limbs with his hands, his eyes fell on his face solemnly.

Shortness of breath, convulsions in limbs, crooked mouth and eyes, he seemed unconscious at the moment.

Xue Mingcheng could almost instantly confirm that this old man had suffered an acute stroke!

Moreover, given the current situation of the old man, his life is already hanging by a thread!

Dangerous!

Life may be lost at any time!

At this moment, the middle-aged man looked at Xue Mingcheng anxiously, his lips were trembling slightly at the same time, his hands could not contain the nervousness, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Doctor Xue... How is old father now? "

I finally came back and wanted to spend time with my elderly father. Unexpectedly, when I was walking with my father on the street, my father suddenly staggered and passed out.The middle-aged man immediately dialed the emergency number, but the far water could not save the near fire. Seeing that his father was in such an urgent situation, the middle-aged man quickly thought of the Miaoshoutang not far from the place where his father was unconscious.

"Acute stroke!" Xue Mingcheng said solemnly, "The situation is very dangerous."

clap clap...

At this time, the guys from Miaoshoutang also quickly prepared the objects needed for acupuncture and walked up quickly.

"Beryllium needle!" Xue Mingcheng shouted immediately.

Immediately a fellow handed over one of the needles.

Xue Mingcheng's index finger and middle finger clamped the silver-shining acupuncture needle, and his expression was extremely solemn at this moment.

call out!

The needle is released as quickly as the wind, and the needle falls without any muddy water.

The first needle landed directly under the old man's nose!

"The fire needle is warming up!"

While Xue Mingcheng shouted, he stretched out his hand again.

"Give me the needle!"

Shot like the wind!

The guys next to me took thin fire needles and preheated them on the alcohol lamp.

Everyone around subconsciously held their breath and watched this scene quietly.

No one dares to disturb, this is related to a life.

After three injections, there were bead-sized beads of sweat on Xue Mingcheng's forehead, and a clerk quickly wiped it off with a towel when he saw it.

Three needles have consumed a lot of Xue Mingcheng's physical strength.

Yan's Qitong Needle!

In such a situation, this is the only way Xue Mingcheng can think of to rescue the old man in front of him.

Three realms of acupuncture and moxibustion: fire needle, hand needle, air needle!

Fire needles, with the help of alcohol lamps to burn the heat brought by acupuncture needles, stimulate the patient's acupuncture points and other meridians; hand needles, relying on the strength of the wrist, this requires great skills and consumes a lot of physical strength, Xue Mingcheng For the Yan's seven-pass acupuncture, the first three needles all use the technique of "hand needle"!As for Qi Luck Needle, as far as Xue Mingcheng knew, even his own teacher, Senior Yan, couldn't do it!

Acupuncture is operated through the qi in the body, but the use of qi is beyond the grasp of ordinary people. Even the existence of qi has already been questioned by many people! !

The realm of Xueming City's "Hand Acupuncture" has reached a very high level, and it can be said to enjoy a certain status in the field of Chinese medicine!Otherwise, how could there be such arrogance!

Yan's Qitong Acupuncture Method!

God!blood!Tongmai!

In the end, it became more and more difficult for Xue Mingcheng to operate the needle. Beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and the expression of the old man under him seemed to be relatively calm. After the emergency reached the extreme, Xue Mingcheng was not fully sure to snatch the old man's life back from the hands of the god of death.

The eyes of the middle-aged man standing beside him showed an extremely nervous look.

call out!call out!

Seven needles down!

The seven needles communicate with each other and echo each other, forming a cycle of airflow rotation on the old man's body.

Xue Mingcheng stared closely at the old man's face, and seeing that his face was relatively calm, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the old man's whole body convulsed again.

Snapped!

The silver needle inserted under the nose was rushed out by a rush of air and fell to the ground.

"not good!!"

Xue Mingcheng's face changed drastically.

Qitong needles are indispensable!

Once one of the needles falls, the seven-way effect will disappear immediately.

This is the worst case scenario!

Xue Mingcheng's expression turned pale.

Although he is known as a 'little miracle doctor', he is not really a god.

The old man's condition was too serious. At this moment, Xue Mingcheng's eyes were filled with powerlessness, he raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man, and shook his head slightly.

boom! ! !

In an instant, the middle-aged man felt an atomic bomb explode in his mind, rumbling against his nerves!

Hopeless?

Hopeless?

The face of the middle-aged man twitched violently, and his whole body was trembling even more violently. He couldn't restrain the shock in his heart. With a strong body, his footsteps slipped abruptly, and he staggered a few steps. His eyes were immediately covered with intense sadness, begging, " Miracle Doctor Xue, you must save my father! I beg you!"

It was also the first time that Xue Mingcheng felt powerless, and shook his head gently, "I... tried my best..."

Hearing this, the eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly filled with extreme despair...

The entire Miaoshou hall was silent.

"How about... let me try."

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

With a slender and slightly thin body and a young and handsome face, he stepped forward.

Henry Zhang!

Swish swish!

All eyes were on Henry Zhang, including Xue Mingcheng and the middle-aged man.

Immediately, a look of incomprehension appeared on everyone's faces.

An acute stroke patient who was unable to recover from the genius doctor Xue, how dare someone dare to come out and try?

What a fool!Someone secretly sighed in his heart, his eyes were full of pity, this kid didn't even have a doctor's qualification certificate, and now he dared to stand up and try to treat the old man, if the old man just passed away while he was healing, then, I'm afraid, this kid would Bear heavy responsibility.

At this moment, even Xue Mingcheng, who had always thought that Henry Zhang had come to provoke him wholeheartedly, couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes.

"Young man, you are..." The middle-aged man was already desperate when he announced in Xueming City that he could not save his old father. Now that someone stood up, he undoubtedly regarded it as the last straw. Feeling that no more miracles would happen, the middle-aged man couldn't help asking anxiously.

"This young man's medical skills are miraculous. He could tell my child's nocturnal cry at a glance." At this time, the young woman holding the child couldn't help but said, "Brother, why don't you let him try it?" ?”

The eyes of the middle-aged man fell on Henry Zhang.

"But... I don't have..." Henry Zhang thought for a while, and said, "Physician qualification certificate."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, try your best! Even if...it fails, I will not hold you accountable!"

The only life-saving straw that middle-aged people don't want to miss.

At this time, Xue Mingcheng hesitated to speak, and his eyes fell on Henry Zhang...

It was indeed too unexpected for Henry Zhang to stand up at this time, and it also gradually changed Henry Zhang's image in Xue Mingcheng's eyes from a purposeful provocateur to a qualified doctor.

Physicians will not ignore death!

Xue Mingcheng stood up, gestured to Henry Zhang with his eyes, and at the same time said quietly, "Do your best, even if something happens, this is Miaoshoutang, and we will take responsibility."

Henry Zhang glanced at Xue Mingcheng in surprise, and smiled confidently.

No more hesitation, the figure squatted down immediately, glanced at the acupuncture box next to it, frowned, raised his eyes towards Xue Mingcheng and said, "Prepare seven long needles for me!"

Xue Mingcheng was stunned, and immediately signaled a clerk to take the needle. When he looked down again, his pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly. At this time, Henry Zhang's hands were pressing the old man's limbs, and the technique seemed to be nothing special. However, in the eyes of Xue Mingcheng, there is a great deal of mystery.

"What kind of massage technique is this?" Xue Mingcheng stared blankly. He felt that this set of massage techniques had an extremely significant effect on the old man's body, and it was not inferior to his own Yan's Qitong Law!

This is a disparity fight against the god of death!

Although Xue Mingcheng and the others were astonished, they didn't say a word.

The silver needle will be taken soon.

Henry Zhang glanced at the situation of the old man at this time, his expression was still calm, this indifferent and extremely confident temperament, compared with the previous image of a pervert who didn't even understand 'bra' in school, he was completely different !This scene also brought a glimmer of hope to the already desperate eyes of the middle-aged man.

Henry Zhang picked up a long needle, and the silver light flashed away in everyone's eyes.

"Alcohol lamp..." Xue Mingcheng was just about to ask the assistant to hand over the alcohol lamp...

"No need!"

Henry Zhang smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, a cold air flashed across his calm eyes, and the silver needle was gently held between his fingers.

Suddenly...

hum! ! !

The slight trembling sound of the silver needle was extremely ear-piercing in the silent Miaoshou Hall!

One end of the long needle held by Henry Zhang's fingers was shaking violently suddenly!

An incredible scene!

Everyone present was stunned, staring closely at Henry Zhang's wrist, and suddenly found that there was no movement in his wrist or fingers.

Do not move!

But the silver needle trembled violently!

It's beyond anyone's imagination.

"Could it be..." At this moment, Xue Mingcheng's heart trembled violently, his mind exploded, his pupils were dilated and round, his mouth was so wide open that it was difficult to close it, he couldn't restrain the excitement in his eyes, his heartbeat Putong jumped up, his lips trembled, and his voice was even more shocking!

"Air Luck Needle!!"