Tang Muyang was originally unwilling to get involved in this matter. Because of Wang Ming, his impression of the Wang family was not very good.

Wang Ming's mother saw what he meant and hurriedly looked at Qian Xin aside, "Xiao Xin, Grandpa Wang has always taken good care of you. Please save him."

Qian Xin hurriedly took Tang Muyang's hand and said, "Muyang, if you really have a way to save Grandpa Wang, then please help."

Tang Muyang didn't have to blame anyone, but he had to listen to Qian Xin's words. Seeing that she had spoken, he had no choice but to nod, "Then I'll give it a try."

After saying that, he walked directly to Mr. Wang's bedside, stretched out his hand on his neck to check his pulse, and then tore open his clothes.

The doctor in a white coat rushed over and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Tang Muyang glanced at him and said, "Save someone."

The doctor snorted coldly, "Save people? Mr. Wang has no vital signs. Can you still save the dead?"

Tang Muyang shook his head, "Of course I can't save the dead, but as I said just now, Mr. Wang is not dead yet, he just entered a state of suspended animation."

The doctor suddenly became angry, "Are you questioning my ability? As the most authoritative expert at Yangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, I have treated more patients than you have ever seen. Am I still unclear about real death and fake death?"

Tang Muyang curled his lips, "I don't know whether you can tell the difference. I only know that if you stop me again, he will really die."

Seeing this, Wang Ming's mother hurriedly came over and said, "Professor Lu, this matter is related to my father-in-law's life and death. I hope to get any chance. Just let him try."

Seeing that his master had spoken, Professor Lu could only sneer helplessly, "Okay, I would like to see how he revived a dead man."

After saying that, he stepped aside and watched coldly.

Tang Muyang smiled and shook his head, took the silver needle placed on the bedside and looked at it, then suddenly struck Mr. Wang in the chest with his palm.

"Bang!"

As he slapped his palm, Mr. Wang was shaken violently, and a trace of blood flowed from his mouth.

"Are you crazy?" When Wang Ming saw Tang Muyang treating his grandfather like this, he was immediately furious and wanted to rush forward to fight for his life.

At this moment, Professor Lu, who was watching coldly, suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute, this is..."

After Tang Muyang slapped the palm, he quickly picked up the silver needle in his hand and pierced Mr. Wang's body with skillful techniques.

Dozens of silver needles were pierced almost in two breaths.

Although Professor Lu has been practicing medicine for decades, he has never seen such superb acupuncture techniques.

"Is this... the long-lost ghost needle?" Professor Lu suddenly exclaimed as if he had thought of something.

Wang Ming's mother saw that he was so rude and couldn't help asking, "Professor Lu, what is the ghost needle?"

Professor Lu's expression was still extremely excited, "The Ghost Shadow Acupuncture was created by the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing. It is named because its technique is as fast as a ghost's shadow. It is said that this set of acupuncture has unpredictable powers, but it has been lost for a long time.

, I have only seen the records in medical books, but I never thought that I would be lucky enough to see it with my own eyes in my lifetime. I really will die without regrets!"

Professor Lu's voice was a little unclear due to trembling, and the Wang family could not quite understand it, but everyone heard Zhang Zhongjing's name.

When I heard that Tang Muyang's acupuncture technique was created by Zhang Zhongjing, I was immediately overjoyed.

The shadow of a person's famous tree is superstitious and authoritative in any industry. If the same sentence is said by an unknown person, no one will take it seriously, but if it is said by a famous person, it is a wise saying.

If Professor Lu just talks about how powerful this set of acupuncture is, maybe everyone's senses are not strong enough, but when Zhang Zhongjing's name is mentioned, then this acupuncture method must be very powerful.

So, can the old man be saved?

The Wang family was immediately overjoyed and they all rushed forward excitedly.

Wang Ming was the only one standing there. He didn't move forward, and even less so if he didn't move forward. He had just belittled Tang Muyang many times. Going over now would be a bit of a slap in the face, but it wouldn't work if he didn't move forward. After all, he was the one lying on the hospital bed.

's grandfather.

But no one cared about him at this time, they all gathered around to watch the ghostly shadow and magic needle.

Tang Muyang had just used his true energy to activate Mr. Wang's heart, and then used the Ghost Shadow Needle to lock his whole body's energy, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

He has just recovered his cultivation, so he must not suffer too much damage, otherwise his foundation will be damaged, so he must deal with it quickly.

Thinking of this, Tang Muyang hurriedly picked up a few silver needles again and pierced Mr. Wang's head.

This time he performed the acupuncture at a significantly slower speed. After finding the acupuncture points, he inserted them bit by bit.

But after seeing Tang Muyang's technique, Professor Lu, who was standing next to him like a student, changed his face again, "Fuck, is this... a dragon raising its head?"

Hearing him exclaim again, everyone in the Wang family looked over curiously. It was hard to imagine that this respected old professor would use such foul language.

"Professor Lu, what is the dragon raising its head? Isn't the dragon raising its head the second of February?" the Wang family asked.

Professor Lu's whole body began to tremble this time, "Dragon... The dragon's head is a set of acupuncture techniques. Legend has it that it was created by Shennong and has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life. But... this has always been a legend. How can it be true?"

Is there such an incredible acupuncture technique?"

When the Wang family members saw Professor Lu muttering to himself like crazy, they all shook their heads and sighed, the doctor has gone crazy before the patient is cured!

But everyone has probably understood that this set of acupuncture was created by the legendary Chinese ancestor Shennong, and it is much more powerful than the one just now.

At this time, everyone had a doubt in their minds. Who was this young man? He actually knew so many magical acupuncture techniques. Even experts like Professor Lu were shocked.

Qian Xin, in particular, was even more puzzled. The two of them could be said to have grown up together. It was no exaggeration to say that she knew exactly how many times this boy had peed on the bed since he was a child. When did he learn these needles?

Law?

Just after Tang Muyang Shi Wanlong raised his head, less than a moment later, the face of Mr. Wang, who was originally lifeless, miraculously improved and gradually regained his human color.

This discovery made the Wang family ecstatic. Could it be that...the old man is really still alive?

Tang Muyang checked Mr. Wang's pulse again and stood up with a tired look on his face.

Qian Xin hurriedly came over to support him, "Muyang, how is Grandpa Wang?"

Seeing her anxious look, Tang Muyang smiled slightly and said, "The old man is fine. He will wake up in about an hour."

"Really?" Qian Xin was immediately surprised, hugged Tang Muyang's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

"Uh..." Tang Muyang was stunned and looked at Qian Xin blankly.

Qian Xin also reacted at this time, her pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly hid behind the crowd.

The Wang family was also immersed in ecstasy at this time, and they all came up to thank Tang Muyang.

At this moment, Professor Lu suddenly fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".
Chapter completed!