Chapter 1,719 Miracle Medical Hands

After Chen Huan finished talking to Hua Yizhen, he understood several key points.

According to what Hua Yizhen said, Chen Huan injected internal energy, and Xing Zhuo still had a painful reaction.

That means the nerves are not completely broken yet, which is relatively a good thing.

The second point is that Chen Huan's inner energy of transformation, combined with Hua Tuo's Nine Needles, may help Xing Zhuo to reassemble all his shattered bones.

But it may not be possible, and the internal energy that can be consumed must be huge. It is very likely that it will be useless.

As a last glimmer of hope, Chen Huan decided to give it a try regardless of whether his efforts were in vain.

Even if there is no way to completely cure Xing Zhuo, he can first make up for the guilt in his heart.

There are other things that Chen Huan will pay with the blood of the Daquan Gang.

On the other hand, Xing Zhuo is still Chen Huan's apprentice. With Chen Huan's protective character, how could he be hurt by others like this?

According to Chen Huan's instructions, everyone in the ward was kicked out. Only Mr. Xing was there to help.

"Brother Chen, how can I help you?" Mr. Xing stood aside and said, "In order to save my grandson's legs, I am willing to pay any price."

"Brother Xing, my method is just a theoretical test, but it may not work. You should be mentally prepared first." Chen Huan first inoculated Mr. Xing.

Mr. Xing nodded dejectedly: "I understand that there is no absolute success in this world."

Seeing Mr. Xing's old expression, Chen Huan couldn't bear it.

Although at the moment, he can't wait to break into the Daquan Gang and beat the Daquan Gang to pieces. But treating Xing Zhuo's legs is equally important.

"Brother Xing, I will use up my inner strength later to help Xing Zhuo regain his bones. If my inner strength is not enough, I hope you can give me some inner strength later," Chen Huan said.

When Mr. Xing heard Chen Huan's words, his heart palpitated.

Conveying inner strength, in fact, in martial arts novels, means losing one's own skill and passing it on to Xing Zhuo.

If something like inner strength is given to ordinary people, it will probably only have a healing effect.

For someone like Xing Table who has been practicing internal martial arts since childhood, it is equivalent to giving him the internal energy. Because he can attract the internal energy from others and then absorb it back to his Dantian for his own use.

When Chen Huan said such words, it was equivalent to preaching meritorious service.

"Chen Huan, our Xing family owes you a lot."

Chen Huan didn't understand, and neither did Mr. Xing.

Chen Huan waved his hand and said: "Xing Zhuo can be regarded as my junior, this is what I should do."

As for the guilt in his heart, Chen Huan had no way to repay it, so he would have to let the Daquan Gang do it.

Mr. Xing nodded, but said nothing.

"Also, staying here for Xing Zhuo will probably be very painful. Brother Xing, I hope you don't feel heartbroken," Chen Huan said.

"As long as I can get him to stand up, I think Xing Zhuo will understand no matter how painful it is. Just let him go and do it," Mr. Xing said.

After Mr. Xing finished speaking, Chen Huan had already taken out the sterilized golden needle.

Then slowly insert the golden needle into several important acupuncture points on the execution table.

This is just to prevent Xing Zhuo's muscles and bones from being broken if the internal energy is too strong.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

The gold needle pricked down, and the pain-relieving needles and other things that hit Xing Zhuo's body had lost their effect.

Xing Zhuo lay on the bed, screaming in pain. The expression on his face was completely distorted due to pain.

When Mr. Xing saw his grandson in such pain, he couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he turned away and wiped away his tears.

The grandson suffered such a serious injury and was in such pain. As a rare person from ancient times, he suffered such a big blow. How could his heart not hurt?

Xing Zhuo howled in pain, all the veins on his neck protruded, and his face turned horribly livid.

If Chen Huan hadn't used gold needles to seal his sleeping points, he would probably be in even more pain.

This kind of pain is much better than the pain when he is awake. When he wakes up, he will probably regard it as just a nightmare.

Blood debts are repaid with blood, Xing Zhuo, don’t worry, I will definitely help you find the Daquan Gang to double the amount of this debt.

Chen Huan waited for Xing Zhuo to settle down a little, then he grabbed Xing Zhuo's hand and then injected his own inner strength.

The initial input of internal energy makes Xing Zhuo more awake and stimulates his nerves, making Xing Zhuo feel more pain.

The painful sound came out, which made people laugh a little.

But once he started, Chen Huan couldn't take it back.

He used his inner vision ability to slowly search for Xing Zhuo's broken bones.

The opponent's hand was so cruel that his bones were broken into pieces. What Chen Huan had to do now was to use his own internal strength to strengthen Xing Zhuo's muscles and bones.

At the same time, let him break through upward to improve Xing Zhuo's own recovery ability through the improvement of his abilities.

On the other side, Chen Huan is like putting together every piece of a jigsaw puzzle.

Working on multiple tasks at once consumes internal energy. If this was an ordinary person, there would be no way to complete it.

Fortunately, Chen Huan has received professional training in this area. He can multi-task and do better.

Xing Zhuo's painful voice did not stop, and Mr. Xing's heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

Sweat was dripping from Chen Huan's forehead. Such rapid consumption was also a kind of torture for Chen Huan.

Half an hour makes a difference.

Chen Huan turned to Mr. Xing and said, "Brother Xing, I'm sorry to bother you."

Mr. Xing turned around and was shocked when he saw Chen Huan's extremely pale face.

At this time, Chen Huan looked a little weak.

But his hands still didn't stop and kept groping on Xing Zhuo's legs.

At this time, Xing Zhuo's exposed wounds had healed a lot.

"Chen Huan, are you okay?" Mr. Xing was afraid that Chen Huan wouldn't be able to hold on and would fall over at any time.

Mr. Xing understood that if he transferred his skills in this way, Chen Huan would probably be disabled.

Chen Huan shook his head and didn't have much energy to answer.

Mr. Xing sighed. He really never thought that Chen Huan would use this method to set Xing Zhuo's bones. Without further ado, he put his hand on Chen Huan's shoulder.

Channel your inner energy into Chen Huan.

As soon as they got on board, Mr. Xing felt that Chen Huan's body was like a black hole, absorbing endless energy.

Mr. Xing was shocked, is this possible?

It doesn't matter if all his skills are gone at his age, but at Chen Huan's age, if all his skills are gone, there will be no chance for him to start over.

Mr. Xing never expected that Chen Huan would risk his own life to save people.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest and pushed his inner energy to the maximum to use it to supply Chen Huan.

Success or failure all depends on this move!

~~~Separating line~~~

Outside the ward.

The faces of Xing Shanhu and Jin Lao were still solemn.

Several experts and vice-presidents of the People's Hospital stood aside, and they did not even dare to express their anger.

They didn't speak, but after their own guesses and Xing Shanhu's chat just now, they all understood something.

In the ward, someone was helping Xing Zhuo treat his leg.

Their hospital has the most advanced technology and the best doctors, but they can't help Xing Zhuo recover. The people in the ward don't have any equipment.

Can they do it?

Standing outside the ward, I couldn't see what was going on inside, but I could hear Xing Zhuo's painful voice.

High-ranking people like Xing Shanhu feel like their hearts are being cut by a knife.

His son is his heart and soul, how can ordinary people let him be tortured like this?

"Mr. Jin, do you think this can be done?" Xing Shanhu asked Mr. Jin.

He was just looking for some inner comfort.

Mr. Jin shook his head and replied: "The situation is not optimistic. I called a few good friends just now and they all said that with the current medical skills, there is absolutely no way."

After Xing Shanhu heard this, his face turned completely gloomy.

The people he asked to investigate have yet to get results. And Xing Zhuo is still being tortured, how can he not be angry.

"But if Master Chen is inside, there may be hope." Jin Lao sighed and comforted.

The so-called hope, Mr. Jin only comforted Xing Shanhu.
To be continued...