Lu Fuqing suddenly shouted loudly, which startled Tang Huanxi.
Lu Fan just raised his head and nodded at him. He knew that to practice acupuncture, you need to nourish your Qi first. Lu Fuqing was preparing for the next battle. He exhaled the turbid Qi in his body and prepared to use the Nine Dragon Acupuncture Technique in one breath to completely help Tang Guohua get the acupuncture. Get rid of illness!
The four hands of the grandfather and grandson moved on Tang Guohua's body and head at the same time.
The movements were so fast that the movement of the hands even left an afterimage in the naked eye... But every injection was done with the utmost intensity, with gentle lifting and gentle placement, and accurate acupoint recognition.
As the silver needle pierces, a trace of vitality will be poured into Tang Guohua's brain.
Outside the ward, Shen Lu, including Dean Wang, as well as all the hospital leaders and chief physicians, all looked nervously at the scene behind the glass without blinking.
The next moment, something magical happened.
A lot of black blood suddenly seeped out from Tang Guohua's eyes, ears, nose and mouth!
The black blood was almost clumping and looked very dirty. The intensive care unit also began to be filled with a pungent and strong smell of blood type.
"Get ready to pull out the needle."
Ten minutes later, Lu Fuqing looked at Lu Fan and whispered.
Lu Fan nodded, took a deep breath, and glanced at the life monitor beside the hospital bed.
at this time!
Didi! Didi! Didi!
The detector suddenly emitted a burst of intensive electronic beeps, and Lu Fuqing's various vital indicators suddenly began to rise!
"Pull out the needle!" Lu Fuqing shouted in a low voice.
Two people and four hands quickly pulled out the silver needles that had been inserted into more than a dozen acupuncture points of Tang Guohua at a dizzying speed.
"ah……"
With a long sigh, Tang Guohua, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and let out a long breath.
Lu Fan put down the silver needle, found gauze and wiped the black blood stains on his face. He turned to Tang Huanxi, who looked stupid and said, "Okay, our dad is fine."
"Oh my god!" Dean Wang slapped his thigh outside the window, "Intracranial hemorrhage, blood vessel and nerve compression, and he actually saved the patient with a silver needle. Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn. It's nothing more than this." ah!"
Of course, Lu Fan and Lu Fuqing in the ward couldn't hear Dean Wang's flattery. He was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
But the little nurse on the side frowned slightly and muttered: "Dean Wang, could you please pat your own thigh from now on, so hard..."
Two minutes later.
"You bastards! If you want to kill my son-in-law, I tell you, it's just a dream! It's impossible! Even if I die, don't even think about doing anything to him!"
Tang Guohua suddenly raised his head from the hospital bed and roared.
I saw that at this moment, his face was pale with a trace of rosy color, and he was speaking with full energy. The intracranial injury was considered to be almost healed.
But his memory still remains when he was tortured by Fu Tianxiang to extract a confession.
"Guohua! Guohua, you are awake, you almost scared me to death!" Shen Lu opened the door at this moment, rushed in with all the hospital leaders and doctors, lay down beside the hospital bed, and held Tang Guohua's hand Hands, burst into tears with excitement.
The intensive care unit was bustling with activity.
Lu Fan turned around and left the hospital bed, cleaned the silver needles in his hands, threw the gauze and cotton balls stained with black blood into the trash can, and then hid in the bathroom, breathing heavily.
It was so thrilling. After nearly half an hour of acupuncture, he focused all his attention on his eyes and fingers, fearing that there would be even the slightest mistake in cooperating with Lu Fuqing... The super-intense mental concentration actually made his body...
, there was a feeling of exhaustion.
"Squeak."
The bathroom door opened from the outside, and Lu Fuqing pushed the door open and walked in.
Lu Fan hurriedly wanted to get up from the ground, but saw Lu Fuqing waving his hands and saying: "Have a rest. Use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate in one breath without stopping. At your age, even if you look at the country of China, you can't find anyone."
two people."
Lu Fuqing expressed both praise and regret.
Lu Fan raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me. If you were really so capable, you wouldn't be as tired as a dog, sitting here and not even daring to go out."
"Have you made a breakthrough?" Lu Fuqing suddenly asked.
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"After all, we have to embark on the path of martial arts..."
Lu Fuqing sighed and looked at Lu Fan, "Young Master Leng from the Angel Hall has come to Nandu, did you know?"
"I know, I've seen him." Lu Fan nodded and got up from the ground, "He hasn't seen me yet."
That night in the VIP box of the Platinum Boxing Gym, Lu Fan recognized at a glance among the five people Mr. Leng, the red-clothed angel deputy commander of the Angel Hall, a half-step grandmaster, with a strength between great masters. The two of them had once
They had a fight. That night he bloodbathed the Angel Hall and fought his way out of the Lu family to escape. He was attacked by Master Leng and suffered internal injuries.
"be careful."
Lu Fuqing looked at Lu Fan deeply and said, "He may be here for you."
