Supreme Doctor Rises in the City

Yu Ziyang took Qiu Yun into the hospital, and the two took the elevator to the ninth floor. When he stepped out of the elevator, Qiu Yun's eyes immediately took a trace of vigilance. The ninth floor is the intensive care unit, but now the ninth floor is full of people in black. These people in black have vigilance in their eyes, and everyone has a strong breath.

"Young master..."

When Yu Ziyang and Qiu Yun came to the door of a ward, two people in black stopped their way. Yu Ziyang helplessly shrugged his shoulders and raised his hands. The two bodyguards carefully checked Yu Ziyang and nodded.

"This is my friend. I have something to tell my father."

Yu Ziyang pointed to Qiu Yun and said that the two bodyguards looked at Qiu Yun and came to Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun, like Yu Ziyang, raised his hand and asked the bodyguard to start the inspection.

"What is this?"

The bodyguard took out a small cloth bag from Qiu Yun's pocket.

"Silver needle..."

Qiu Yun whispered. The two bodyguards opened the cloth bag, carefully checked it, and finally nodded. Push open the ward to enter, but there is another world in it. Push open the ward and there is a door. After passing through this door, two people enter the ward. After entering the ward, Qiu Yun swallowed his saliva.

Where is this ward? This is a luxury villa, which is more luxurious than the house of song culture. Various supporting facilities are available one by one, and on the sofa, an old man is watching the news. In the room, two middle-aged men in Tang clothes stood behind the old man. Both of them exuded a familiar smell.

"Dad..."

Yu Ziyang whispered after seeing the old man.

"Why are you willing to come back today?"

The old man was dressed in silk clothes, with a kind face and a feeling of immortality. But looking at the old man's face, Qiu Yun knew that the old man's condition was very serious.

"Dad, this is my friend. Ancestral medicine... "

Yu Ziyang looked at Yu Shiyang and whispered. Hearing Yu Ziyang's words, the two middle-aged people behind Yu Shiyang immediately looked at Qiu Yun with vigilance in their eyes. Yu Shiyang slowly raised his head and looked at Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun had a faint smile on his face.

"Come on, boy."

After a long time, Yu Shiyang said with a smile. Yu Ziyang was relieved to hear Yu Shiyang's words. Qiu Yun nodded to Yu Shiyang, gently put his hand on Yu Shiyang's pulse and began to explore.

Qiu Yun forced his eyes, but there was always a faint smile on his face. After a while, Qiu Yun opened his eyes and looked at the two middle-aged people behind Yu Shiyang. Seeing this scene, Yu Shiyang flashed a strange light in his eyes.

"Little guys, they are all their own people. Don't worry about anything."

Yu Shiyang said softly.

"Grandpa, you've been sick for ten years."

Qiu Yun's words stunned the old man. He didn't expect Qiu Yun to say the time of his illness at once.

"In the past ten years, Grandpa, your memory is getting worse and worse, and your temper is getting worse and worse. Most importantly, Grandpa, your appetite has changed. "

Qiu Yun's words made the old man stare, especially the last one, which only a few people know. Yu Ziyang was even more excited when he heard Qiu Yun's words.

"Brother Yun, what's the matter with my father's illness? Can you cure it? "

Yu Ziyang asked quickly, with expectation in his eyes. The old man also looked at Qiu Yun curiously. Over the years, there are countless famous doctors who have treated the old man, both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and have seen it all over China and abroad, but Qiu Yun is the first one who can see the condition only by virtue of his pulse.

"Yes, but there's some trouble. The old man is not ill. But poisoned... "

Qiu Yun's words made the four people stare. Yu Ziyang trembled and watched Qiu Yun take a deep breath.

"Brother Yun, is my father's situation the same as mine?"

Yu Ziyang asked seriously, and Qiu Yun nodded. This sentence made Yu Shiyang squint and look at Qiu Yun and Yu Ziyang curiously.

"Little guy, are you sure I'm poisoned?"

Yu Shiyang asked seriously.

"It's really poison, but it's not ordinary poison. Have you ever heard of Gu? "

Qiu Yun whispered. Hearing the word Gu, the old man's face changed dramatically.

"You mean I was poisoned?"

The old man looked at Qiu Yun and his face became very serious. Qiu Yun nodded. The old man's look had told Qiu Yun something. The old man absolutely knows what Gu is, otherwise he would never look like this.

The old man slowly recovered his calm, but Qiu Yun saw a trace of murderous spirit in his eyes. Obviously, the old man knows something.

"Little fellow, please. After this incident, the rest of our family will have great thanks. "

Yu Shiyang took a deep breath and whispered.

"I'm just a doctor. Old man, if you believe me, let me give you some needles... "

Qiu Yun smiled and said that the poison in Yu Shiyang's body was not ordinary poison. If this kind of poison is an ordinary person, it is impossible to clean it up even if he knows that it exists. This kind of Gu is a special Gu, bloodthirsty Gu. Bloodthirsty Gu is stored in the blood of the host. This Gu poison can slowly affect people's nerves, make people's memory appear, and also affect the host's temper. The most important thing is to affect the host's appetite.

Bloodthirsty insects like blood best. This characteristic will infect the host. Let the host's appetite change. Finally, he likes to eat raw meat and has a great desire for blood. It's like a legendary vampire. It's very difficult to remove the poisonous insects at one time if they don't breed cleanly. As long as there is blood in people's body, this Gu poison can grow at a very fast speed.

Chronic poison. Without inducing poisonous insects, they are chronic poisons. However, if you induce poison insects, the bloodthirsty poison insects can turn the patient into a mummy in a short time. Now it is obvious that the other party did not induce Gu poison, but let this Gu poison be used as a chronic poison.

This chronic poison is the most cruel. For a person, he slowly loses his sense of taste and begins to be bloodthirsty. This life is the cruelest torture. Coupled with the continuous loss of memory and unable to control his temper, it is very cruel for Yu Shiyang.

Yu Shiyang is a successful person who is proud of himself. This kind of poison is to turn Yu Shiyang from a successful person respected by everyone into a rubbish hated by everyone.

Yu Shiyang lies on the hospital bed. Qiu Yun takes out his silver needle and puts it there after disinfecting it with alcohol. Looking at Yu Shiyang, Qiu Yun took a deep breath.

"Whoosh..."

Qiu Yun's hands are like lightning. His two hands attack at the same time. He can prick nine needles at the same time each time. Nine times in a row, 81 silver needles accurately entered Yu Shiyang's 81 acupoints.

Then Qiu Yun quickly stroked the silver needle with his hands like playing the piano. A strange scene happened. Those silver needles began to tremble slightly, as if they were alive. Qiu Yun's hands are faster and faster, and there is more and more sweat on his forehead.

Qi enters Yu Shiyang's body from 81 silver needles. Yu Shiyang felt that his whole body began to heat up, and the whole even seemed like a sauna. The strangest thing is that Yu Shiyang's body began to turn red. Finally, the whole body was as transparent as a whole, and blood vessels were clearly visible.

"Cup..."

About half an hour later, Qiu Yun shouted in a low voice. Yu Ziyang quickly handed Qiu Yun the prepared glass. Qiu Yun picked up Yu Shiyang's hand and the silver needle in his hand directly pierced Yu Shiyang's finger.

Drops of black blood gushed out of his fingers. It took more than half a cup of blood to turn red. Seeing the blood turn red, Qiu Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Shiyang lost so much blood and his face became very pale.

"Cook some jujube porridge for the old man. Remember not to eat spicy and greasy these days, mainly light..."

Qiu Yun quickly closed the needle and his body trembled. Hearing Qiu Yun's orders, a middle-aged man quickly entered the kitchen. There's everything in this ward.

"Small family, thank you..."

Yu Shiyang whispered that although he was very weak, Yu Shiyang felt very relaxed. It seemed as if the whole body relaxed at once.

"No, I charge for the treatment, and it's not cheap."

Qiu Yun said with a smile.

"Oh, really? How much can you say? "

Yu Shiyang asked curiously.

"Ask your son..."

Qiu Yun shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Yu Shiyang looks at Yu Ziyang.

"Half..."

Yu Ziyang whispered.

"What do you mean?"

Where is Yu Shiyang.

"That's how much money I have. He wants half."

Yu Ziyang's words made Yu Shiyang take a breath. The medical fee is really high and frightening. If Qiu Yun hadn't looked like a teenager. Yu Shiyang must have suspected that Qiu Yun had poisoned him.

"Dad, it's not just poison in your body. My body is also poisonous. Brother Yun said that my body's poison can make me die of a heart attack at any time. "

Yu Ziyang whispered, which made Yu Shiyang's eyes murderous.

"Keep quiet about this. I'll see who is so bold that he dares to attack the rest of our family."

The old man of the Yu family exudes a strong breath, which is the killing spirit cultivated by living in the upper position for a long time. The ability of the old man to control such a terrible family as Yu family is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Looking at the old man's look, Qiu Yun narrowed his eyes.

The muddy water itself has entered, and it is impossible to withdraw. Although the Yu family is strong, it is limited to the secular world. However, the strength of the Gu clan can not be judged by secular eyes. If the Gu clan really wants to fight against the Yu family, the fight is definitely not simple.

But Qiu Yun is not afraid. Even if the enemy is a Gu clan, what can he do. Qiu Yun has seen a lot about the methods of the Gu sect. Even the current sect leader Qiu Yun has learned them. It's ok if they don't provoke themselves. If they provoke themselves, Qiu Yun will never mind letting them see their own methods.