Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 147 Beauty Living Specimen
The car galloped, and in a short while, those knife hands were thrown away.

Wang Ping glanced at the rearview mirror, made sure that the swordsmen hadn't chased after him, and said to the woman in the passenger seat: "They've been thrown away!"

The woman was expressionless and indifferent, Wang Ping said again: "Can you take the knife away?"

The woman glared at Wang Ping when she heard the words, "Shut up!"

I'll go, this woman has a big temper, Wang Ping also got angry and said, "I saved you!"

"Keep arguing!" The woman seemed to be getting angry.

Wang Ping gave her a supercilious look. After all, it was thanks to him, a woman, that she was able to save her life.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping decided to give this woman some flair. When the woman was unprepared, Wang Ping suddenly slammed on the brakes.

"Squeak!" The car stopped suddenly. Because the woman wasn't wearing a seat belt, she couldn't sit still and hit the front center control panel. Wang Ping snatched the knife from her hand, Come over and put it on her neck.

The situation turned in an instant, and the woman was dumbfounded. Unless she was not afraid of death, she didn't dare to move a bit.

"I was dragged down by you for no reason, I saved you with good intentions, and you actually repay your kindness!" Wang Ping looked sad, and everyone was upset that a good person had no good reward.

"What do you want?" the woman asked.

"I don't want to do anything, get out of the car!" Wang Ping put the woman out of the car without expression, because he didn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

After speaking, he removed the knife on the woman's neck.

Seeing this, the woman seemed to want to get out of the car after hesitating for a while, but suddenly she froze there again.

Do you want to hang on to death?
"Get out of the car immediately!" Wang Ping was not polite at all.

The woman didn't say a word, and pushed open the car door weakly. Wang Ping thought to himself, it could be regarded as driving away the plague god.

"Crack!" Before she could finish speaking, the woman threw herself on the street, and fell to the ground when the car door opened.

"What are you doing?" Wang Ping was taken aback, wondering what tricks this woman was playing.After not seeing the woman get up for a long time, I got out of the car to check and found her lying motionless on the ground.

Are you pretending to be dizzy?

No, after a closer look, there seemed to be blood flowing out from under her body. Wang Ping quickly helped her up, and found that her abdomen was bleeding, and after a closer look, he determined the cause of the bleeding.

She was shot!

Wang Ping was even more surprised. It turned out that the woman was shot just now, and she must have been accidentally hit by bullets from random guns when she was running away.

But she didn't gnaw all the way, she actually endured it all the time, what kind of woman is this?
Wang Ping quickly checked her breath to make sure she was still alive.

We can't keep her here, otherwise she will lose too much blood and die. Although I don't know who she is, I can't just leave her alone.

Yes, send her to the hospital quickly!
After that, he wanted to carry her back into the car.

"Crack!" But just as she was about to do that, she woke up and grabbed Wang Ping's hand.

"What are you doing?" she asked weakly.

"You were shot, I'll take you to the hospital!" Wang Ping said.

"I can't go to the hospital!" she said.

"If you don't go to the hospital, you will die!"

"Anyway, I can't go to the hospital, let me go!" After saying that, she pushed Wang Ping away and wanted to leave, but she was seriously injured, and after enduring it for so long, her physical strength was almost exhausted, let alone walking, she couldn't even crawl He got up, climbed halfway and fell down again, his eyes went black and he passed out, this time he really fainted.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!" Wang Ping patted her face, but no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't wake her up.

"Master, master!" Wang Ping was at a loss and could only call out old man Ouyang.

"Who is this woman?" Old man Ouyang asked.

"I don't know. She was shot and said she couldn't go to the hospital. If she doesn't care, she will die. What should I do now?" Wang Ping asked.

"You don't know her, let her die, why bother with her?" Old man Ouyang said another sentence that seemed to fit his character.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. How can you watch her die?"

"Fart, why can't you? You and her are not related, so what does it matter to you whether she dies or not? Besides, people die every day in this world, how many people can you save?"

"Although this is true, I really can't watch her die. If she dies, it will feel like I killed her!"

"Your boy is kind-hearted, well, I will help you save her, and I just use her as a test for you!"

"test?"

"You have learned the 'Qian Kun Needle Method' for so long, it's time to find a living person to try, this woman is just right!"

"Don't be kidding me master, human life is at stake, this is not a joke!" Wang Ping said.

"Who is playing with you? If you want to save him, you have to rely on your own ability. I won't help you!" Ouyang old man had a 'feeling' look on his face.

"But I haven't learned it for long, and she was shot, and the bullet has to be taken out!"

"This is at most a skin trauma, first find a place where no one will disturb you, and I will teach you how to do it!"

It would be different if old man Ouyang taught him. Old man Ouyang is a 'ghost doctor'. To Wang Ping, a gunshot wound is a serious injury, but to him it is a pediatrics. One sentence he often talks about is: as long as He still has a breath, he can bring this person back to life, otherwise why is he called a 'ghost doctor'?
"Did you bring the things I asked you to prepare?" Ouyang old man asked.

"Bring it!" As he spoke, Wang Ping took out a small plastic box from his pocket, which contained hundreds of "filix needles" for acupuncture, which old man Ouyang asked Wang Ping to prepare.

After this period of hard study and extraordinary talent, Wang Ping has kept in mind the formulas of "Qian Kun Needling Method", including the positions of various acupoints, the corresponding functions and names of acupoints, as well as the meridians and bones of the human body. , "Qiankun Acupuncture" is actually on this basis, through the corresponding acupuncture points, so as to produce some kind of healing or killing effect.

Wang Ping now memorizes these things from beginning to end every night to deepen his impression. What he lacks now is practical operation experience.

What old man Ouyang said just now about using this woman as an experiment actually means this. No matter how much theory you learn, you will stay at the theoretical level. If you want to truly master a technology, the accumulation of experience is essential, so this one doesn't even have a name. The woman who knew it became the first test subject of Wang Ping's "Qiankun Needling Method".

"It's really troublesome to carry such a thing on your body. Later, I will teach you how to make a sleeve arrow, and then the needle can be hidden in the sleeve!"

Wang Ping couldn't listen to what old man Ouyang said now, he just wanted to save this woman quickly.

"Hold her into the car and help her stop the bleeding first!"

According to old man Ouyang, Wang Ping carried the woman into the car.

"Let me ask you, which acupuncture points have the effect of stopping bleeding?" Ouyang old man asked calmly.

Wang Ping thought for a while and said: "Kong Zui, Yinbai, Xialiao, Chengjiang, Piyu..." Wang Ping read out a lot of acupoint names in one breath.

"Very good!" Old man Ouyang nodded in satisfaction, pointed at the woman's body and said, "Prick her Pishu, Shenmen, Dazhui, Fengchi with needles respectively..."

The old man Ouyang pointed out the corresponding learning to Wang Ping, and Wang Ping placed the needle carefully, because it was the first time to give the needle on a human body, Wang Ping was very cautious, and he was afraid of pricking the wrong acupuncture point.

In fact, in addition to buying needles, Wang Ping also specially bought a personal mannequin to keep at home, and for the convenience of memory, he marked all the acupoints that Ouyang old man gave him on the model. marked out.

But a model is always a model, and the woman in front of me is a 'living specimen', and her figure is so good that it's terrible...

(End of this chapter)