The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 811 A Backflip
"What? Silver needles?"

Hearing Chen Hao's words, the doctors and nurses beside him laughed in disbelief.

The three of them looked at each other, looking at Chen Hao, as if they were looking at alien creatures.

Especially this doctor in a white coat, holding his belly, almost laughing his teeth out.

He looked at Chen Hao, and asked amusedly: "Little brother, did I hear wrong just now, you said you want silver needles?"

"That's right." Chen Hao nodded.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Chen Hao nodding, the doctor in the white coat laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

"It's been so many years, and there are still people who want to save people with silver needles. Don't you want to say that you are the descendant of Huangfu Mi?"

The two little nurses behind them sneered.

The old man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and said to the doctor in the white coat: "You might as well let this Chen Xiaoyou try it."

"try?"

The doctor in the white coat saw that it was the old man in Tsing Yi who stood up to speak this time, restrained his anger, and retorted respectfully: "This kind of healing and saving lives is not something that can be experimented casually, and any mistake will be life-threatening. What's more, I see him At such a young age, it doesn't seem like he has studied medical skills, so I don't feel at ease entrusting him to heal him."

The old man in Tsing Yi knew what the doctor in the white coat was worried about.

In fact, to be honest, if he hadn't met Chen Hao just now, he wouldn't have believed that Chen Hao knew medical skills.

But now, for some reason, he was inexplicably trusting Chen Hao.

He sighed, frowned and said: "You guys can rest assured and let Chen Xiaoyou have a try. No matter what happens, you won't be blamed."

Seeing that the old man in Tsing Yi had talked to this point, the three of them could only step aside.

Seeing Chen Hao striding towards the car, Grace said worriedly, "Chen Hao, come on."

Chen Hao nodded and strode into the car.

The car is equipped with a sophisticated medicine box.

Chen Hao opened it casually, and the two little nurses beside him were on standby at any time.

The doctor in the white coat before didn't follow him into the car because of his disdain, and waited outside the car, waiting for Chen Hao to pretend to fail and get out of the car in disgrace, so that he could stand up and laugh out loud.

Inside the medicine box, dozens of silver needles, large and small, as thin as hair, came into view.

Chen Hao lightly twisted the silver needle and disinfected it.

Afterwards, he held his breath and concentrated his mind, with a solemn expression, his arms were like phantoms, and the several silver needles in his hands were like lightning, quickly piercing the big acupuncture points all over the old man in white.

Impartial, not bad at all, pierced into the acupuncture points of the old man in white.

Go down to the junction of one-third and two-thirds of the nasal groove.

The first needle, Renzhong acupoint!
The second needle, Shaoshang point!
The third needle, Yinbai point!
The fourth needle, Daling Point!
……

No.12 needle, ghost point!

No.13 stitches, ghosts seal points!

When each silver needle was rapidly piercing into the acupuncture points of the white-clothed old man, Chen Hao was still chanting words.

"The body of the needle is first the ghost palace, and the second needle is the ghost's letter.

Ask one by one from the beginning, male from left to female from right.

One needle stops in the ghost palace, the needle is placed on the left and the needle comes out from the right.

Under the big nails of the second hand, the famous ghost stabbed three points deep.

……

Twelve curved ponds are famous ghost officials, but the fire needle is still in a daze.

Thirteen tongues are in the middle of the tongue, and the name of the second acupoint is Guifeng.

......"

After thirteen needles were inserted, the body of the old man in white stopped trembling immediately.

Afterwards, Chen Hao's left index finger and middle finger quickly moved together towards the chest of the old man in white.

"Cough cough!"

The white-clothed old man flicked his upper body and let out a cough.

Grace and the others waited anxiously outside the car. When they heard the old man in white coughing, they immediately wanted to rush into the car anxiously.

Chen Hao waved his hand to signal others not to disturb.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, the doctor in the white coat snorted a puff of gas from his nostrils disdainfully.

In his opinion, Chen Hao's actions just now were nothing more than gaudy pretense.

If he really knows medical skills, then everyone in the world is Hua Tuo reincarnated.

"I'll let you act aggressively now, and I'll see if you can continue to pretend for a while!" The doctor in the white coat thought coldly in his heart.

At this time, Chen Hao's face was calm and calm.

The five fingers gathered together into a fist, and then suddenly opened suddenly, and flicked towards the tails of several silver needles extremely quickly.

The sound of "clank" sounded clearly again and again, as if metal collided with each other.

As time passed, cold sweat gradually broke out on Chen Hao's forehead.

He frowned and stared at the old man in white.

From time to time, the doctor in a white coat sneered with disdain from outside the car.

Chen Hao glanced out of the car, then looked down at the old man in white lying on the stretcher again.

The complexion of the old man in white has slowly returned to blood, and the sweat on his forehead is no longer there.

When the breath completely recovered, Chen Hao raised his hand, quickly pulled the silver needle away, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"All right."

Chen Hao stood up and got out of the car.

"Chen Xiaoyou, how's the situation?" The old man in Tsing Yi and Grace rushed forward and asked anxiously.

"Healed already." Chen Hao replied lightly.

"Heal?" Grace was surprised.

The doctor in the white coat came up and taunted him coldly: "If you can heal him with just a few needles, does the world still need a doctor?"

Chen Hao turned a deaf ear to the words of the white coat doctor.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, walked aside to pick up the suitcase, and said to Grace: "It's getting late, I'm going to find the hotel first."

"Hey, Chen Hao, don't go!" Grace stopped in front of him.

The doctor in the white coat continued to taunt behind him: "Run in a hurry now? Could it be that someone was sick by your doctor, so you are in a hurry to run away?"

Chen Hao paused, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Chen Hao, don't get me wrong, I stopped you, not because I doubted you—"

As soon as Grace's words fell, there was only a "bang", and a figure jumped out of the car and landed lightly in front of everyone.

Graceton opened his mouth wide in surprise.

It was none other than her grandfather who jumped out of the car just now!

A second ago, he was still lying on the stretcher with a painful look, but this second, he jumped out of the car with a smile on his face.

This light movement is as vigorous as his appearance when he was young.

With a ruddy complexion and smooth breathing, not only does he not look like he needs first aid, but he looks younger than before by at least ten years.

"grandfather?"

"Old devil?"

Grace and the old man in Tsing Yi cried out in surprise at the same time.

The old man in white was smiling, and suddenly he did a backflip in front of everyone!

With a sound of "Peng", the old man in white's feet landed firmly on the ground, and there was no sign of discomfort on his face.

"hiss--"

Is this really the same person?
The white-clothed old man in front of him was alive and well, and he seemed to be healthy enough to do fifty push-ups without any problem.

Could it be that the few silver needles that Chen Hao inserted just now really completely cured the old man in white?
(End of this chapter)