Little People Rise

Chapter 232

"I said what's the matter with you old man, can't you bother me if you don't see me being treated?"

Li Xiaoning's face was calm, after the silver needle was pierced, he took the mineral water handed over by Quan Quan, and the majestic surgeon in front of him turned into a troublesome old man in front of Li Xiaoning.

"You, who are you saying is the old man?" Wu Lin, who was still showing off at the scene just now, turned white with anger when he saw the awkward glances from the people around him.

"If you have a problem with heavy ears, look at them, that one is affecting my healing just like you." Li Xiaoning had already begun to tear off the bandage on Zhang Xiaoqun's left wrist.

"You, you? I'll wait and see what you can do in front of my master surgeon." Wu Lin was trembling with anger, what else could he do at this moment, is he still competing with Li Xiaoning to treat injuries and save lives? ?He doesn't have that ability.

"Surgery master, how about Monkey King? I think you are a master of speech." Li Xiaoning looked calm, tore open the bandage, and began to loosen Zhang Xiaoqun's bandage round by round.

Everyone at the scene, especially Jia Qian, who paid a lot of money to invite Wu Lin to come, saw Wu Lin trembling with anger at the hands of a village doctor in his early twenties, and they were all blushing with embarrassment.

Outside the stadium, in the lobby on the first floor of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, since Li Xiaoning appeared, more and more people have stood in front of the TV screen. People who know Li Xiaoning, look forward to Li Xiaoning's miracles for the medical world and healing of wounds like last time. For those who don't know Li Xiaoning, although they don't believe in his medical skills, they also focus on Li Xiaoning when they see Li Xiaoning lightly slapping Wu Lin in the face.

The live broadcast platform is similar to the situation in front of the TV in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. People who know Li Xiaoning, their hearts are in their throats when Li Xiaoning unwraps the wounded. It is impossible for Li Xiaoning to heal the wounds that the dignified surgeons could not cure. There are still some people who eat melons, but their hearts are also driven by the tense atmosphere at the moment, and they are focused in front of the live broadcast platform.

At the scene, Li Xiaoning had already unwrapped Zhang Xiaoqun's wound bandage, and it turned out that Li Xiaoning's approach was correct.

In front of the TV of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital outside the venue, a doctor nodded and praised Li Xiaoning repeatedly: "The medicine on Zhang Xiaoqun's wound has been absorbed long ago, but because the dosage of the medicine is too small, it can't suppress the inflammation and festering of the wound at all. Fortunately, Li Xiaoning opened the bandage in time. , washed the festering matter on the wound with clean water, otherwise Zhang Xiaoqun’s left hand, which can drive and write, would be disabled.”

There were people with medical skills in front of the live broadcast platform, and they also nodded in approval of Li Xiaoning's decision to remove the bandage and clean the wound.

The doctor at the scene who was scolded by Wu Lin as a quack doctor was also surprised when he saw Zhang Xiaoqun's wound, and then gave Li Xiaoning an approving look.

Even Wu Lin, who claimed to be a skilled surgeon, was suddenly surprised.

Li Xiaoning poured mineral water on Zhang Xiaoqun's wound, washed it with his hands, took out Shennong Spring and sprinkled it on Zhang Xiaoqun's wound, then tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around Zhang Xiaoqun's wound.

"Leave the medical bandages on and wrap the wounds with cloth strips. Is this how you treat people?" Wu Lin questioned with disbelief on his face.

"I said you're an old man, but you're talking about a master hand. I don't know that it's summer, and the wounded are in the hot and dry outdoors? Don't you know that when dressing a wound, you have to adapt to local conditions?"

Li Xiaoning spoke very calmly, but made the arrogant Wu Lin speechless and trembling with anger.

Li Xiaoning was already taking Zhang Xiaoqun's pulse at this moment, checking the reaction after the silver needle was inserted.

Suddenly Li Xiaoning looked heavy.

Zhang Xiaoqun was seriously injured, his artery was broken, and he was already severely anemic.

"Even if there is only one ten-thousandth hope, I will try."

Knowing that there was little hope, Li Xiaoning used Shennong Spring, Shenli Liquid, Medical Emperor's medical skills, and divine power infusion. He was already exhausted and sweating profusely.

"Look, the wounded man's face turned red."

After someone at the scene was surprised, everyone at the scene turned their attention to Zhang Xiaoqun at the same time.

Not only at the scene, but also in front of the TV in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, and in front of the live broadcast platform, some people saw Zhang Xiaoqun's face that was as pale as paper, and after Li Xiaoning's continuous treatment, it did turn red.

However, this kind of excitement, but when seeing Zhang Xiaoqun's face was still as pale as before, the hearts of those on and off the field who thought they could breathe a sigh of relief and supported Li Xiaoning were suddenly suspended.

Those who did not support Li Xiaoning, only saw Wu Lin who was not convinced by Li Xiaoning at the scene, and said coldly: "Your face is still red, are you colorblind?"

Off the court, those who did not support Li Xiaoning, like Wu Lin, cast questioning glances at those who supported Li Xiaoning, and also said that they were colorblind, and that white was red.

No matter whether it was on-site or off-site, only Li Xiaoning knew whether Zhang Xiaoqun's face flushed just now. Li Xiaoning was nervous when he saw the blush that had just appeared on Zhang Xiaoqun's face disappear in a blink of an eye. If Zhang Xiaoqun's wounds are completely healed, Zhang Xiaoqun will also die.

Li Xiaoning was helpless and didn't know how to replenish Zhang Xiaoqun's blood.

"Shen Nong's blood-birth technique."

Li Xiaoning, who had silently recited Shennong's blood-producing technique word by word, suddenly had a heavy expression. The so-called Shennong's blood-producing technique is equivalent to Shennong's self-cultivation.

That is to say, if Li Xiaoning wanted to save Zhang Xiaoqun, he had to practice Shennong's blood-producing technique. However, because the cultivation method of Shennong's blood-producing technique was the same as that of self-cultivation, Li Xiaoning had the Xiao family's seven elixir in his body, so he couldn't practice it at all.

"I can't control that much anymore, I have to practice Shennong's blood-producing technique."

Li Xiaoning just glanced at Zhang Xiaoqun, whose face was pale and his breath was getting weaker and weaker. Regardless of the restriction that Qi Jue Dan could not practice, he began to improve his divine power, silently chanting Shen Nong's blood-generating technique.

When Li Xiaoning began to practice Shennong's blood-producing technique, Li Xiaoning only felt a kind of resistance sprouting from the bottom of his heart, like iron chains firmly shackling Li Xiaoning's heart veins. This kind of resistance like shackles will penetrate deeper into the flesh and blood like pain.

Li Xiaoning was feeling that the torture would become more severe with the deepening of his cultivation, when he suddenly saw that Zhang Xiaoqun's breathing became weaker and his face became paler and paler. Pulled out the silver needles on Zhang Xiaoqun's body, and then used the life-protecting acupuncture method of the silver needles in the medical emperor's triple level, endured the pain from the internal organs, and pierced Zhang Xiaoqun's acupuncture points one by one.

(End of this chapter)