Medical Master's World

Two drops of blood essence is almost half a life for ordinary people. If a healthy man can suck out two drops of blood essence, he will collapse on the ground immediately, as if he were paralyzed.

Although Qin Jun's physical quality is far more than that of ordinary people, I'm afraid it will also be greatly damaged.

The specific process has been finished with the second aunt, Qin Jun is ready to start.

In order to be on the safe side, Qin Jun still carried out acupuncture in the hospital. Kong Fanlin firmly opposed it after hearing about it.

"Crazy, Mr. Qin, you are absolutely crazy. Even your relatives, you can't do this. It's no different from life for life!"

Qin Jun light smile, "believe me, I will not exchange life for life, my medical skills, far beyond your understanding."

If other people hear this, they will certainly scold Qin Jun for being arrogant. Kong Fanlin is a great master of Chinese medicine!

However, Kong Fanlin deeply knows that what Qin Jun said is no exaggeration. He really has this ability.

During this period of time, Kong Fanlin had more and more respect for Qin Jun.

In the process of medical treatment, we not only have a lot of experience in difficult and miscellaneous diseases, but also have a completely different level of common diseases from other doctors.

For example, a simple cold, Qin Jun can use more than a dozen different methods to treat, if according to western medicine, a cold is a cold, is a cure.

But in the eyes of traditional Chinese medicine is very different, each cold has a different treatment, in Qin Jun's mind, just a cold will be divided into several hundred kinds.

What kind of master can teach such medical skills?

After all the preparations, Qin Jun lay on the bed.

Kong Fanlin was a little nervous. He was holding a silver needle in his hand, and his palms were sweating.

"Mr. Qin, why don't you come by yourself?"

In theory, Kong Fanlin has this level, but he has never operated it.

Qin jundao, "it doesn't matter, there is a fault tolerance rate, if there is a problem, I will correct you, or you come to me more assured."

Acupuncture is easy to make mistakes due to the angle of eyes, so let Kong Fanlin be more accurate.

Kong Fanlin took a deep breath, "then I'll come."

With that, Kong Fanlin held the needle in both hands and thrust it into the middle of Qin Jun's chest.

According to the level of medical masters in other countries, one hand acupuncture is already the basic operation, but this time it is still holding a silver needle with both hands, which is enough to show his nervousness and attention.

When the silver needle was punctured, Qin Jun hardly felt anything, which indicated that Kong Fanlin's acupoints were correct.

Kong Fanlin nine mention nine thorn, although only a needle, but has given him busy sweating.

Suddenly, Kong Fanlin kneaded the silver needle and said to Qin Jun.

"Mr. Qin, I'm going to pick up the blood essence."

Qin Jun nodded, without any fear.

Kong Fanlin quickly lifted up the silver needle. On the tip of the needle, there was a small drop of blood!

This drop of blood is a circle smaller than the usual drop of blood, and the color is also very light, hanging under the silver needle, as if gently shaking will fall.

But Qin Jun and Kong Fanlin all know that this drop of blood essence can't be thrown away.

Put the silver needle in a special container. Kong Fanlin took out the second silver needle and wiped the sweat on his head.

"The second one, Mr. Qin!"