The appearance of the deqi reaction shocked Chen Yong, Lu Yangyang, Lin Fan and Fan Zeng beside them.
Because, this kind of reaction usually requires the doctor to assist with lifting, inserting and twisting techniques after inserting the needle, and most of this technique has been replaced by electro-acupuncture machines in hospitals.
At this time, Fan Zeng was quite surprised by Li Mu's stability.
But Li Mu’s speed has increased!
In his hand, he held the gold and silver needles arranged on the table in order. The speed was terrifying. Although he was applying the needles with one hand, the speed was almost as fast as two or three silver needles entering at the same time, or even faster!
If Fan Zeng's speed of applying acupuncture just now was like the wind blowing in the willows, then his current speed has reached the speed of a mountain roaring and a tsunami!
Fast, accurate and stable!
Lin Fan was already in admiration, and his eyes were filled with little stars when he looked at Li Mu.
His movements are quite standard. Although there are only so many of the Eighteen Needles of Shenfeng, the techniques used for each one are completely different.
Some are feminine and some are strong.
Not far away, Lou Yunsheng and his wife Liu Lihua were also shocked.
Even two laymen can see that Li Mu's acupuncture technique is not random. Although it is extremely fast, it has a clear rhythm and is extremely organized.
The slender fingers seemed to be pressing on the keys, and the rhythm was quite precise.
Of course they didn't know that this was Li Mu's first time giving someone acupuncture.
It is even more unclear that the reason why Li Mu was able to use the Eighteen Divine Needles with such miraculous skills was that his original intention was not to save people, but to use these techniques to kill people.
Of course, he is indeed saving people now and is doing a good thing.
In one breath, Lou Tianao had eighteen silver needles on his chest and forehead!
Done in one go!
But this can only make his fingers hook again, but it cannot completely discharge all the poison of Lihunsan.
Do it again?
Mr. Fan has discovered that the crux of the problem is not the eighteen Shenfeng needles. The reason why the patient has not woken up is probably because the power of the medicine has traveled throughout the body along with the meridians in this year!
"Li Mu, do you remember all the 365 major acupoints in the sky clearly?"
"clear."
"Can you master the propriety of your needle movement?"
Although I don't know why Mr. Fan asked this.
But Li Mu still hesitated and replied:
"Can."
Mr. Fan clapped his hands and said solemnly:
"Okay! Next, I will hand over the needles and tell you the acupuncture points, and you will be responsible for operating the internal force and applying the acupuncture points."
"ah?"
Li Mu was good at copying the gourd and drawing the gourd, but he wasn't even sure if he was asked to apply the acupuncture directly.
But old man Fan Zeng has now spoken:
"Guanyuan point, needle one inch."
"Qihai point, twist the needle half an inch."
…
Mr. Fan kept talking while passing the needle.
Li Mu's hands were very measured and he put down the needle very quickly. Soon, wisps of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body was dripping with sweat, with a faint steam of sweat lingering around.
Lou Tianao's body was covered with needles at this time. While Li Mu was doing acupuncture, Fan Zeng sometimes helped insert twists and sometimes helped flick the needles. Although it was the first time for the two of them to cooperate, they seemed to be as close as seamlessly.
Soon, when the last silver needle fell.
Those silver needles turned red like a soldering iron heated by high temperature, and traces of heat escaped from the silver needles.
Lou Tianao's body began to turn red and hot rapidly, and there was faint blood stasis in several large joints.
Mr. and Mrs. Lou were already in tears at this time, but seeing their son's body reacting for the first time in a year, they could only grit their teeth and endure it with distress.
His mouth was gradually making vague sounds, but it was not an indistinct howl, but a conscious murmur:
"It hurts, it hurts!"
The people around him showed a look of shock.
Li Mu was sweating profusely all over his body. He felt as if he had fought a tough battle and his whole body was extremely sore. At this time, Mr. Fan Zeng, who had recovered, reached out and patted the Yongquan point on the sole of the patient's foot hard.
Lou Tianao, who was in a coma, let out a cry, but Mr. Fan Zeng quickly retracted the injection regardless of the patient's reaction!
Logically speaking, it is impossible to bleed when acupuncture points are pricked.
But at this time, as Mr. Fan Zeng pulled out the gold and silver needles, streams of slightly black pus and blood oozed out from several key acupoints.
In some places, the small streams of black blood that oozed out actually had a distinct fishy smell, which made people frown.
Carefully sterilize the needles one by one and reinsert them into the leather roll.
Mr. and Mrs. Lou asked anxiously at this time:
"Mr. Fan, my son..."
Fan Zeng waved his hand, glanced at the patient and said:
"How is he? You can ask yourself."
"However, don't talk too much. The patient has just woken up. He has been lying down for a year. His body and bones are very weak. He needs to be nursed back to health for a while before he can return to normal."
After hearing Mr. Fan's words, the couple hurriedly looked towards the hospital bed.
Lou Tianao had already woken up. He had only been lying down for a year and was very weak. He looked at his parents, his consciousness was still unclear, and he just asked vaguely:
"Mom...what time...is it now?"
Lou Yunsheng hurriedly ran over and said to Lou Tianao:
"Son, how are you?"
"Tired... I still have to... sleep for a while..."
Watching the patient fall asleep again, the couple was both scared and happy.
More than a year of hard work and more than a year of running around finally paid off.
Fan Zeng's apprentice Chen Yong was wiping the blood from the patient with tweezers. Lu Yangyang was also a medical practitioner and helped collect the medical waste nearby.
"Your son is fine now. Take a good rest. If he recovers well, it will only take half a year for him to be like a normal person."
Upon hearing Fan Zeng's words, Lou Yunsheng and his wife immediately knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.
Fan Zeng glared and said displeasedly: "What are you doing? Don't worship me, but thank me. You have to write to Li Mu. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to do anything."
At this time, after hearing Fan Zeng's words, Lou Yunsheng and his wife did not stand up, but turned to bow to Li Mu.
"The doctor's kindness and kindness will never be forgotten by our Lou family. Your kindness will never be forgotten by our Lou family."
Li Mu was already sweating profusely. At this time, he was kneeled down and he quickly supported the Lou family and his wife with both hands and said:
"Don't be so polite, I just happened to be here."
At this time, Fan Zeng saw the three of them chatting, leaving Lin Fan responsible for continuing the examination of the patient, while he took Chen Yong and Lu Yangyang out of the room.
Li Mu saw this and said quickly:
"Let's go out too, the patient needs to rest."
As the three of them walked out of the house, Lou Yunsheng and his wife were still grateful. They held Li Mu's hand, feeling aggrieved and excited at the same time. Their emotions were extremely complicated.
It was Li Mu's first time to treat a disease and save a patient.
Even though I did it once under the guidance of Mr. Fan Zeng, I feel very good.
Squeezing Li Mu's hand, Lou Yunsheng said solemnly:
"Sir, your surname is Gao. Saving my son is a great favor to my whole family. Although I, Lou Yunsheng, am just a cloth seller, I have a little money. In our country, if you have anything, you can come to me."