"You said there is no way to save him?" Liu Dajun's eyes turned cold.
Zhang Qiaoling's eldest brother is not a good person. He and his wife make things difficult for Zhang Xiaoling in every possible way.
She only wanted to get Zhang Qiaoling to remarry with her children so that they could seize her family property.
"Dr. Liu, the child is really dying."
"I'm sorry to bother you. Let's prepare for the funeral!" Zhang Qiaoling's sister-in-law said with a smile.
"Go away."
Liu Dajun's face turned stern.
Liu Dajun has a high prestige in the village, and Zhang Qiaoling's eldest brother and sister-in-law were stunned by just two words.
The two of them got out of the way.
Wang Gensheng sat down on the Grand Master's chair next to the Eight Immortals' table.
As if he was indifferent to everything he saw.
Only Zhang Qiaoling's eyes were filled with tears, the child was her life.
"Beautiful sister, don't cry. My nephew's medical skills are not top-notch, but they are passable." Wang Gensheng said.
This can be regarded as comforting Zhang Qiaoling.
Zhang Qiaoling's thoughts were all on her children at this time.
After hearing Wang Gensheng's words, he just looked at her with hazy eyes.
"Who is this beggar?"
Zhang Qiaoling's eldest uncle is Wang Shitou, and he looks at Wang Gensheng.
Seeing that Wang Gensheng was wearing weird clothes and a pair of straw sandals, he was naturally not polite when he spoke.
"call!"
Wang Shitou felt a figure flash in front of him, and pain spread across his face.
"Look down on me, you are not qualified." Wang Gensheng shook his clothes and looked calm.
Wang Shitou was stunned for a moment.
When his wife Ma Shufen saw that her man had been beaten, she couldn't help but rush towards him like crazy.
"If you dare to hit my man, I will fight with you."
As soon as Ma Shufen pounced, Liu Dajun grabbed her.
A powerful force made Ma Shufen stand on the spot.
"Don't be arrogant to my little uncle."
For a moment, Wang Shitou and Ma Shufen did not dare to move any more.
Even Liu Dajun respects this beggar. Does he have a good background?
"Doctor Liu, please help me take care of my child."
Zhang Qiaoling's tears kept flowing.
Liu Dajun turned around, rolled up the child's eyelids, felt the pulse again, and then shook his head in disappointment.
"Qiaoling, it's the fourth and sixth plague."
"Four-six plague" is a local slang term, which means that the child will not survive.
"Ah, wuwuwu..."
Zhang Qiaoling cried and threw herself at the child, heartbroken.
Wang Shitou and Ma Shufen looked at each other and showed an evil smile.
"I told you, this child is hopeless."
"Zhang Qiaoling, please show your condolences and prepare for your child's funeral."
Ma Shufen said one sentence after another: "We also love our children."
At this time, Wang Gensheng took a step forward and said, "Let me take a look."
"Uncle Junior, the child is suffering from Four-Six Plague Syndrome. The heat is attacking his heart and he is really dying." Liu Dajun said to Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng did not answer and came to the child's crib.
The child was lying on the bed, his little face was burning red, a stream of foam came out of his mouth from time to time, and his limbs were twitching from time to time.
He only glanced at it and immediately took out a cloth bag from his pocket.
Spread out on the table.
Liu Dajun was the closest and could see four rows of silver needles of different lengths in the cloth bag at a glance.
The silver needles are arranged neatly.
Thirty pieces in a row.
Four rows are one hundred and twenty.
Liu Dajun took a breath. He clearly remembered that his master only had seventy silver needles.
And his third master only has one hundred and thirty.
The number of silver needles represents the level of medical skills.
If you don't reach a certain level, you won't be able to use too many silver needles.
"Doctor Liu even said that the child is dying."
"You actually use needles and silver needles to make children suffer."
"Stop torturing the child."
"Qiaoling, can you bear to let your child suffer again before he dies?"
As soon as Wang Shitou said this, he saw Wang Gensheng suddenly turned around and was in front of him in a flash.
"Crack!"
Another slap in the face.
"Noisy."
Wang Gensheng slapped him across the face and then withdrew.
The speed is so fast that it's unbelievable.
"Martial nephew, this child can still be saved."
Wang Gensheng was as calm as water, and his voice had no ripples.
Strong self-confidence is ready to emerge.
After saying this, he casually took out a silver needle and inserted it into the child's Zhongtan point.
The technique is neat and agile, as if it were a startling dragon.
Such acupuncture technique surprised Liu Dajun again.
Wang Gensheng's men are not stopping.
Twist another silver needle and insert it into the child's Yongguan point equally neatly.
Then came the third shot, the fourth shot...
Wang Gensheng injected ten needles with one breath.
Next, he twisted out two silver needles at a time.
Pinch one in each hand, one on the left and one on the left, and insert the two silver needles into the child's temples immediately.
"Ah!" Zhang Qiaoling screamed.
Although Wang Shitou was surprised, he was afraid of Wang Gensheng's slap in the face and did not dare to say anything.
Ma Shufen relied on the fact that she was a woman and said sarcastically: "The child is already dead, so you still need to stab the child with so many needles. What are you thinking about?"
"Qiao Ling, my sister-in-law said that even if the child is still alive, he will be tortured to death by this beggar."
"It's not the old house that my sister-in-law wants you to live in. If you don't have a child, what reason do you have to stay?"
Liu Dajun was also a little surprised.
However, he firmly believed that the reputation of our sect as an expert in both medicine and martial arts was not in vain.
The young master's talent is extremely high, and he must have received the true inheritance from the three masters.
Wang Gensheng twisted out another silver needle, which was more than four inches long. It trembled slightly and was frightening to see.
"Shut up."
The voice is not high, but it is very majestic.
Ma Shufen stared, but she didn't dare to do it again.
Wang Gensheng held a silver needle with his hand, which was more than four inches long, and slowly inserted it into the child's heavenly spirit.
"this……"
Zhang Qiaoling was scared.
"Doctor Liu, please tell him to stop."
"That needle is too long."
Liu Dajun gave Zhang Xiaoling a gentle look.
In fact, Liu Dajun was shocked to the extreme. He had been down the mountain for many years and had treated countless people with silver needles.
But he never dared to use a four-inch needle to inject someone else's heavenly spirit.
The Tianling is a major acupuncture point in the human body. If you apply an acupuncture easily, you will definitely die.
However, in his opinion, the child was indeed dying.
If my junior uncle takes action, he can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
Wang Gensheng received a total of thirteen needles before and after.
When Liu Dajun saw clearly the positions of the thirteen needles listed according to the acupuncture points, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
He seemed to have thought of something, but couldn't say it for a while.
The thirteen silver needles, no matter how long or short they are, are all in perfect order at the exposed end.
With a calm smile on his face, Wang Gensheng flicked the needle tail on the Zhongtan point in the middle.
The thirteen silver needles began to vibrate at the same frequency.
The frequency of tremors is getting faster and faster.
A subtle buzzing sound sounded in the room.
As the frequency gets faster and faster, the thirteen silver needles light up like fireflies.
The thin blue is extremely stunning.
Liu Dajun was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He trembled and said, "Thirteen Needles of Nirvana. This is really the Thirteen Needles of Nirvana! Qiaoling, your child can be saved."