famous mountain doctor

Chapter 87 is amazing
Liu Dazhu shook his head and started to get the needle.

He carefully unwrapped the gauze wrapped around Yang Heishan's chest, inspected it carefully several times, and finally took the silver needle, aimed at the position two inches to the left of Yang Heishan's heart, and slowly rotated the silver needle to rub it in.

It didn't stop until there was only one inch left of the silver needle, and then took out another silver needle, aimed at the position two inches to the right of the heart, and slowly rotated the silver needle again to rub it in.

The silver needle was inserted so deep, it should have reached the inside of the chest cavity, right?

Seeing Liu Dazhu's ruthless attack, Xu Song, who was sitting there watching carefully, couldn't help being a little surprised.

And Yang Heishan had completely closed his eyes at this time. He was originally a person who was not afraid of guns, but he was most afraid of being hit by such a small needle.

No one would believe that Yang Heishan is such a big man, he would not dare to get an injection, but today he was stabbed in the chest by such a long needle, it is not surprising.

After the needles went in, Liu Dazhu slowly closed his eyes, and smoothly channeled the aura from his dantian, and the aura like white mist came out from his fingertips, spinning around the two silver needles that had just been inserted. .

"Then, what is that?" Wang Jian was stunned.

Seeing something like white mist, it circled the two silver needles obediently, spinning happily, and then slowly penetrated into Yang Heishan's chest, he couldn't believe his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyeballs several times, But it is still clear that the white mist is constantly rotating and seeping into the skin.

At this time, not only Wang Jian had never seen such acupuncture, even Xu Song saw such a miraculous phenomenon for the first time, but after all, he had seen a lot, and soon realized that this might be a kind of internal strength, and he did not do it. Sound, watching carefully.

Unexpectedly, this kid, at such a young age, knows how to use kung fu combined with silver needles for treatment. It is really not easy. No wonder Yonghe Town has been rumored to have a miracle doctor in Stone Village recently. Now it seems that these rumors are not false at all.

After Ou Xuemei arranged the rescue preparations at the hospital, she still walked in uneasy.

As soon as she came in, she saw Liu Dazhu closing his eyes, stretching out his hands calmly, and giving Yang Heishan an injection with a hazy white mist. At this time, he was very calm, and his whole body revealed a temperament different from ordinary people. Ou Xuemei fell in love with that kind of temperament for a while.

This person has changed too much. Sometimes he is honest and heartbreaking, and sometimes he is bad and makes people want to vomit. Occasionally he will be irritable and silly, but now he is as calm as a god. A kind of calm and calm, his fingers skillfully twirling with the white mist, like a god descending to earth, can't help but make people want to worship.

The three people standing behind watching the play were completely shocked by the facts in front of them, and each of them opened their mouths wide, unable to speak.

Such a scene lasted for half an hour. This time, Liu Dazhu also spent almost all his skills, using spiritual energy to go deep into Yang Heishan's internal injury, sweep out the congestion bit by bit, and then repair the damaged musculoskeletal and offal.

At this time, Liu Dazhu couldn't help but sweat all over his body, and his hair was steaming. Ou Xuemei really wanted to wipe his sweat, but she was worried that it would disturb him, so she could only watch, her eyes showed shock and admiration look.

At the end of the treatment, Liu Dazhu opened his eyes. He didn't say a word, he just retracted his palms and let out a sigh of relief to relieve his tired body, and then began to pull out the needles for Yang Heishan.

"Go, bring a trash can over here, Brother Heishan will spit out blood immediately..." Liu Dazhu said calmly while slowly rotating and pulling out the needle.

But the three people in the back were stunned and did not respond for a moment. Finally, Xu Song came to his senses and yelled at Wang Jian who was standing behind him with his eyes open and completely dumbfounded.

"Go, hurry up and get the trash can, why are you in a daze..."

"Ahh... oh, trash can..."

Wang Jian was stunned, and when he heard Xu Song's roar, he trembled with fright, narrowed his eyes, and hurriedly backed away and ran out.

After Liu Dazhu pulled out the last silver needle, Yang Heishan felt no more pain in his chest, but suddenly felt nauseated, his face flushed red.

"Trash can, here comes the trash can..." Wang Jian was quite fast this time, with short legs, he picked up the trash can and ran in.

"Let it go, what are you doing stupidly?"

Seeing Wang Jian standing still beside him with the trash can, Xu Song yelled again, so scared that he rushed up immediately and put the trash can in front of the hospital bed.

"Puchi, puchi..."

Before Wang Jian could stand up, Yang Heishan had already vomited unbearably, spitting out half of the trash can with mouthfuls of dirty blood.

And that Wang Jian also fell ill with blood. Before he came, he retreated hastily, and his face was covered in blood. When he stood up, his face was black and red, and he was in a mess.

"I said, what the hell..." Wang Jian cursed bitterly, stretched out his hand to wipe it, his hand was covered with blood, he was so anxious that he ran out to find water to wash it off.

After Yang Heishan vomited, the guy sat up straight away. Although his body was still wrapped in gauze, he was already in good spirits. His face was as yellow as wax before the needle was inserted, and he seemed to be a completely different person.

"Haha, it's cool, it's so cool after vomiting, I'm suffocating to death..."

Sitting there, Yang Heishan wanted to tear off the gauze wrapped around his head and chest.

"Uh, wait a minute, it's urgent..."

Liu Dazhu hurriedly stopped this impatient guy, he just finished treating him himself, now is the time to recover, the tender meat inside is also growing crazily with the help of spiritual energy, it is best to protect it for the time being , You can't take the gauze apart casually.

"Grass, itchy, want to scratch..."

Yang Heishan felt a lot more relaxed just now, but suddenly it started to itch again, so anxious to die.

"You can't catch it, if you catch it and get infected again, I won't save you..."

Liu Dazhu kept his silver needle very calmly, while Yang Heishan was already sitting there alive and kicking. This miraculous phenomenon made Xu Song and Ou Xuemei who were standing behind look dumbfounded.

Could it be that this guy is really an immortal?Even if he is very skilled in medicine, it is impossible for him to be so miraculous. The silver needle has just been pulled out, and the congestion has just been spit out. I didn't expect the patient to be fine.

He said that he could move freely after two hours. At the beginning, Xu Song thought Liu Dazhu was bragging about his youthful vigor, but now it seems that the injured can move freely within two hours, which is too much. Isn't it unscientific?
At this time, Xu Song and Ou Xuemei stood up one by one and walked towards the hospital bed as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"This, this, this is really all right?"

Xu Song stuttered. He, an old scholar who has experienced great storms, did not believe it was true. There is a cycle for people to recover from injuries. There is no scientific explanation for recovering so quickly. Xu Song, who has always admired science, can't help doubting the correctness of science.

"Ah...it's okay, but, but I'm itching to death, can I scratch it?"

At this time, Yang Heishan's injured skin is rapidly healing and growing new flesh, I don't know how many times faster than the normal recovery speed, and the itching when the new flesh grows is also more itchy than ordinary flesh. How many times, it is conceivable that the torture Yang Heishan is suffering now is unbearable for human beings.

"Brother Heishan, bear with it, in two hours, the flesh will grow completely, and then everything will be settled..."

Liu Dazhu could only comfort him, two hours was his most conservative estimate, maybe one hour would be enough.

Hearing his words, Xu Song and Ou Xuemei were surprised again. The speed at which the flesh grows out is too fast, isn't it? In two hours?
This is unscientific, Ou Xuemei opened her beautiful big eyes, and re-acquainted with this magical boy who is bigger than her ass.

"Hey, Liu Dazhu, do you know some sorcery? Well, this acupuncture doesn't have such a good effect..."

Ou Xuemei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked the uncomfortable question that was suffocating in her heart. He might know magic tricks, which was the only explanation for this unreasonable phenomenon.

Liu Dazhu raised his eyes to look at this very sexy big female doctor, and laughed mischievously, she finally took care of herself again.

"Hehe, this is acupuncture. How do you say it's a sorcery? I thought you knew acupuncture, but it turned out to be half a bucket of water..."

"Who's half full of water? I, I'm just weird, I don't bother to talk to you..." Ou Xuemei got angry again, she turned around and walked out.

Ou Xuemei is determined to arrange for a doctor to give Yang Heishan a proper physical examination, to see how this unreliable guy managed to heal such a serious wounded person, and it only took such a short time, she must take it seriously research research.

After Ou Xuemei had left, Xu Song held Liu Dazhu's hand: "Dazhu, you really have superb medical skills. You, er, come to my office. I have something to tell you."

Xu Song couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to immediately pull this high-level talent to his side.

A few days ago, Ou Xuemei suggested to him that Liu Dazhu's acupuncture skills were very superb, so she wanted him, the dean, to consider and invite Liu Dazhu to the health center to be a full-time acupuncture doctor.

However, Xu Song had never met Liu Dazhu at that time. As for how good his medical skills were, he had only heard some rumors. In Xu Song's opinion, rumors were generally exaggerated, and vice president Wang Jian strongly opposed it. , it was not decided in the end.

But today, Xu Song has decided that this kind of talent must be seized. If he is allowed to continue to live in the small mountain village, it will be a waste of talent and a criminal act.

"What, what's the matter?"

Liu Dazhu didn't go, he thought he had made some mistake again, but when he saw Xu Song holding his hand so flatteringly, he immediately opened it, with goosebumps all over his body.

(End of this chapter)