Everyone held their breath.

Of course, breathing will not affect Xiao Xiaotian's treatment process of needle therapy, but at this moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Not only Xiao Yu and Zhang Yuejin next to the hospital bed, but also Lao Ma and the bald general in the monitoring room also held their breath at the same time.

It seems that any slight change is enough to affect Xiao Xiaotian's treatment.

Of course, both Xiao Yu and Zhang Yuejin knew that this would not be possible.

Zhang Yuejin believes in Xiao Xiaotian's level and ability. At that time, Xiao Xiaotian almost used his own strength to rescue patients in the severely affected area of ​​Kuoshantun, a mudslide. On one hand, there was a disaster that could be aggravated at any time, and on the other hand, he was missing a broken arm and screaming.

The victims, in that environment, Xiao Xiaotian was able to respond calmly without changing his face. This little thing in front of him was nothing.

Xiao Yu knew that his father would not be affected by the outside world, and the reason was even simpler. He knew that Xiao Xiaotian's current state was already a scattered person, not apart from the object, at least except for the patient in front of him, Xiao Xiaotian could no longer tolerate it.

Anything else.

Even any noise in the real world cannot affect Xiao Xiaotian's treatment process.

The silver needle was pierced into the acupoints of the Fangshi body, and then a series of complex techniques were used to move the needle.

Lift and insert, twist, and repeat this, then, the second, third, and fourth.

The 108th.

Xiao Xiaotian seemed to be a tireless machine. In the process, he said nothing, and all the sufficient horsepower was used on the patient in front of him.

Zhang Yuejin was shocked to notice that during this treatment process, Xiao Xiaotian's eyelids did not blink even for a moment.

The treatment process took about thirty minutes until all 108 silver needles were pierced into the body of the fang.

Thirty minutes, it’s not long or short.

The key is that in these thirty minutes, Xiao Xiaotian never had a flash of sight. The noun in medicine is blinking. Under normal circumstances, a person's flash frequency is ten per minute.

Six to twenty strokes, the frequency of breathing is roughly the same. If it decreases, it means there is something wrong with the brain. If it increases, it means there is inflammation in the eyes.

Of course, if there is no inflammation, the possibility of a sudden increase in lies is not ruled out when lying.

There was once a US presidential election successful because it was about ten times less frequent than his opponent's flashes when he delivered a speech...

There are many times and few times, which is not a big question, but if there is no one at a time, it can only be done by zombies or fish.

Fish have no eyelids, and they don't need to flicker.

Of course, Zhang Yuejin could not focus all his energy on whether Xiao Xiaotian was blinking. He had more important things to do.

The same is true for Xiao Yu.

For the two medical practitioners, this is a rare opportunity to observe. It is not about how high Xiao Xiaotian's level is, but regardless of the level, Xiao Yu and Zhang Yuejin were helpless about Fang Shi's current condition.

This is true. After Xiao Xiaotian came to the scene, he did not say a word and then treated him after the pulse diagnosis. This alone is much more wise than Xiao Yu and Zhang Yuejin, two powerful people in the traditional Chinese medicine world.

In the end, even Zhang Yuejin couldn't bear to blink. Yes, he didn't want to blink, but he couldn't bear to blink. This was a crazy decision that Zhang Yuejin made when Xiao Xiaotian gave the acupuncture to the 26th.

He needs his body to remain excited at any time in order to keep up with Xiao Xiaotian's needle speed without reservation.

In Xiao Xiaotian's hands, the silver needle is no longer a simple treatment tool, but also a very confident performance.

Xiao Xiaotian's idea of ​​erection is very different from that of the Juemai needle mastered by Xiao Yu. The Juemai needle will die, and Qihuang will die. Although the Chinese people in China have also become weak between life and death, this magical acupuncture method is still It attracted a lot of attention at the same time.

A faint mist-like breath emerged from Xiao Xiaotian's wrist and head, and in a flash, an extremely thin stream of water formed, turning into sweat and flowing down Xiao Xiaotian's forehead.

Qihuang’s true qi, Xiao Xiaotian activated Qihuang’s true qi in his body.

Moreover, Xiao Xiaotian’s method of selecting acupoints is also very clever. Xiao Xiaotian used three different acupuncture techniques on the twenty-eight acupoints on the left upper limb.

Moreover, Xiao Xiaotian, who was extremely accurate in recognition of the acupoints, had almost no hesitation and stabbed it in anger. Even if the old man who was known as the Master of Blind Needle was reborn, he might not be Xiao Xiaotian's one-union enemy.

He did not see with his eyes or with his memory. He did "feel" with his heart.

Zhang Yuejin actually had such a strange feeling, as if there was an extremely strict and precise acupuncture instrument in Xiao Xiaotian's body. It was not the Xiao Xiaotian in front of him, but the machine in his body.

If Xiao Yu knew about Zhang Yuejin's idea, he would definitely jump up in surprise.

Because Xiao Yu knew that even if Zhang Yuejin's idea was not right, it would not be far away.

,,This person who is acupuncture is indeed not Xiao Xiaotian's body. Xiao Xiaotian's body consciousness is still in a deep sleep and has been sleeping for unknown years.

This is the secret of all Xiao family members, including Xiao Yu.

"Paper, pen," Xiao Xiaotian spread his hands and said in a deep voice.

Acupuncture has been completed, and the next time is the time to issue a prescription.

Xiao Yu subconsciously touched his pocket, and he had no habit of carrying paper and pen with him.

The main reason is that there are too many things in Xiao Yudu’s pocket, and there are four or five bottles of all sizes, so there are no free places to accommodate other things.

Xiao Yu's eyes were on Zhang Yuejin.

Zhang Yuejin immediately understood that he took out the Parker gold pen that he had inserted diagonally from his pocket and sent it to Xiao Xiaotian.

"Hey..." Xiao Yu was about to stop him, but Zhang Yuejin had already sent the golden pen.

"Do you call this a social expression?" Zhang Yuejin looked at Xiao Yu with some displeasure and said.

"I'm calling, a pity," Xiao Yu covered her face, and with a click, the golden pen of Pike flew out of Xiao Xiaotian's hand, hit the corner of the wall and bounced, before landing on the ground. The Parker Gold Pen brand is old and has excellent quality. After falling, there is nothing wrong with it.

The "sad" expression on Xiao Yu's face was not fully expressed until this moment.

"Paper and pen," Xiao Xiaotian said again, his voice as rigid as a robot.

Zhang Yuejin ran over and picked up the golden pen, carefully brushing off the soil on it, and looked like he was caring for a child of his own. Although the room was extremely clean, there was no soil at all.

Zhang Yuejin secretly hated in his heart, Parker's golden pen, isn't it a pen?

You said Xiao Xiaotian is like this, Pan Yiming, you, as Mrs. Xiao, don’t know how to manage it.

Zhang Yuejin's eyes fell on Pan Yiming behind Xiao Xiaotian.

He knew that Zhang Yuejin had no way to communicate directly with Xiao Xiaotian for the time being.

Pan Yiming snorted and turned his head aside. Xiao Yu knew that except for him, Xiao Yu and his father, Xiao Xiaotian, everyone here didn't like him. Xiao Mom is such a person with personality and didn't like it. The person who just wrote his dislike on his face, no matter who he was, even the handsome American guy, Bernie Bain, had never gotten any good face from Pan Yiming.

In her eyes, there was only Xiao Xiaotian, and as for Xiao Yu, she was purely a love house and a wu.

After being frustrated in Pan Yiming's eyes, Zhang Yuejin's eyes remained on Xiao Yu again.

Xiao Yu touched his nose, this is really not a good habit. Xiao Xiaotian often did this. Xiao Yu was influenced by his eyes and formed subconscious actions.

"When my father prescribed, he only used a brush. This is a problem. I forgot about this. Where can I find a brush now?"

"What kind of brush, wolf hair, sheep hair," Zhang Yuejin asked.

"It's better to be a sheep hair. My father is used to using this," said Xiao Yu.

Zhang Yuejin put the golden pen back into his pocket, laughed three times and said, "Okay, OK, very good,"

"Come, come to my office to get paper and pen,"

Most traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have abandoned this habit. After all, it is much easier to use a fountain pen than a brush, but this does not include Zhang Yuejin.

Among the few veteran doctors in China, brush prescriptions are still very popular.

As soon as Zhang Yuejin finished speaking, a man in a suit knocked in the door and brought over the set of paper and pen that Zhang Yuejin often used.

,, Lao Ma was in the monitoring room, watching from afar what was happening in the room. The paper and pen were collected by him.

Because he saw hope in Xiao Xiaotian.

The vegetative-like room lying on the hospital bed actually showed some abnormal movements under Xiao Xiaotian's acupuncture.

His fingers trembled slightly, and his eyelids were trembling slightly, which meant that his eyeballs were rotating inside his eye sockets.

These subtle actions could not escape the eyes of the old soldier Lao Ma. Although Xiao Yu and others in the room were attracted by Xiao Xiaotian's actions, Lao Ma still discovered the change in the situation of the house at the first time.

"Give him paper and pen," Lao Ma gave the order, and a staff member ran to Zhang Yuejin's office and took the brush and rice paper over.

"I'll look at it," the bald leader still curled his lips. He thought about what was happening in front of him and couldn't figure out what was going on. Xiao Xiaotian's actions were too strange in his eyes. .

Lao Ma is different. Lao Ma is the kind of person who doesn’t look at the process and only looks at the results. As long as the room potential can wake up, he will not care about what Xiao Xiaotian is in.

Even if he is sleepwalking, as long as he cures the situation of the house, he will be a great achievement.

"Look, he's prescription," Lao Ma said, pointing to the screen.
Chapter completed!