Douluo: You call this a toy

A medicine box was immediately handed to Emperor Ouyang. A beautiful girl opened it for him and took out a set of silver needles.

"Senior Brother, just show off your skills. As long as you cure the vegetative state, I will promise to drink with you at night."

"Okay, I'll give you [-] million for this."

Emperor Ouyang was so excited that he inserted a silver needle diagonally into Bahu's Baihui point. He inserted and moved the needle with skillful techniques. This single move was beyond the reach of ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners.

Shhhhhh.

The silver needles penetrated Bahu's body one by one. The needles were inserted quickly and accurately, and Emperor Ouyang was full of confidence.

His classmates immediately cheered, and the beautiful woman exclaimed: "Wow, Senior Brother, the acupuncture technique you used is something I saw Master use once. What kind of acupuncture is used to revive the soul?"

"It looks like Master's unique skill of resurrecting the soul with eighteen needles. It seems that Senior Brother has obtained the true inheritance."

"Yeah, no wonder it looks familiar. It's actually a life-defying, resurrecting eighteen stitches. It would be great if I could learn a few stitches sometime."

After being complimented by his junior brothers and sisters, Ouyang Emperor began to feel excited, "You are knowledgeable, the Eighteen Resurrection Needles were discovered by our ancestors of the Ouyang family after hundreds of years of hard work and painstaking efforts. When you have time, you can carry them on your back." My dad, give you some shots."

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Several people burst into tears of gratitude.

Hearing that it was Ouyang Jiu's special skill of resurrecting the soul with eighteen needles, Bai Lan stood up to watch.

Fang found something abnormal, and Pan Mingfang also came to join in the fun. He had never met Ouyang Di, but he witnessed the acupuncture process. He frowned and felt there was something wrong, but he couldn't see where the problem was.

Although Yang Fan sat motionless, he could see clearly through the gap left. It was not until Emperor Ouyang finished administering the acupuncture that he said calmly: "The patient originally had hope to survive, but after all the punctures, the little bit of life left is gone." It’s gone, take the body away quickly.”

Of course Ouyang Di's junior brothers and sisters were not happy, "You know nothing, but you have eighteen needles to return Yang. Have you ever seen it?"

"If you can't cure it even with the eighteen injections of rejuvenating Yang, then there is nothing you can do except wait for death."

"Crow's Mouth, the treatment is not over yet, why are you beeping? Which eye can see that the patient is dying?"

Ouyang Di slowly turned around and waved to Yang Fan: "Don't say sarcastic words. Come on and witness the miracle with me."

He observed the patient's face and found that there was indeed no sign of improvement. He thought to himself that this was unscientific. He had seen cases where his father had treated patients in a vegetative state. After treatment, although they had not fully recovered, they were not so unresponsive and were no different from dead bodies.

Thinking that if a silver needle comes out, things will get better, yes, that must be the case, secretly cheering myself up.

"Okay, then let's witness it."

Yang Fan stood up leisurely and came to Emperor Ouyang's side.

Bahu didn't respond at all. Baweilang grabbed his son's wrist, stared at Ouyang Emperor with a face ashen as death, and shouted: "When we came here, Huzi still had a pulse. Why is it gone after you treated him?"

"No matter who you are, if my son is unfortunate during treatment..., I want you to bury him with him!"

Ouyang Di felt sweat on his forehead and reached out to lift the needle, but Yang Fan stopped him.

"What do you want to do?" Ouyang Di stared. He didn't see the patient's reaction. He felt unsure and couldn't help but get angry at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan ignored his fierce glare and pointed at the Baihui acupoint: "The commonly used acupuncture technique for this acupuncture point is to use a filiform needle to prick diagonally. You did the same thing. If you use a long needle and prick it straight, the effect may be better than this."

"There is also Fengchi. The needle is a bit shallow. Push it in an inch and the effect will be greater. There is also Tanzhong point. You should let some blood out first..."

Fan Mingfang on the side pondered for a moment, suddenly realized, and nodded repeatedly.

But Emperor Ouyang shook his head and said angrily: "Do you know about the Eighteen Resurrection Acupuncture Needles? I've never seen it before, how do you know it's wrong? My father used this set of acupuncture techniques and saved many people! Are you talking nonsense? Bad way, slander at will."

"When I start the needle, I will make you look good."

Ouyang Emperor stroked his fingers and took out the silver needle angrily. When the last silver needle left the patient's body, Bahu still didn't react at all.

"People are gone."

Pan Mingfang let out a long sigh.

"It's impossible. Even a dead person can be revived by the Eighteen Resurrection Needles, let alone a vegetative person."

Ouyang Di was in disbelief and took Bahu's pulse again. After a few seconds, he sat down on the ground.

"Elder brother, what's wrong? Are you dead? His condition is too serious and it has nothing to do with you."

"There is almost no hope for a patient who is in a vegetative state and is close to death. Eighteen injections of rejuvenation are of no avail. There is absolutely no other way but to wait for death."

Several junior brothers and sisters began to comfort Ouyang Di.

"Everyone is right. This kind of disease cannot be cured even if Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn."

Emperor Ouyang stood up and summoned up the courage to speak.

At this moment, Baweilang's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, and he kicked out suddenly. Ouyang Di fell to the floor with a scream.

"Elder brother." "Elder brother."

Junior brothers and sisters, step forward and protect your senior brother behind you.

"Why do you beat me? Your son has only one breath left. No matter who it is, let alone me, he will definitely die!"

Ouyang Di looked at Yang Fan and thought that it was all his fault. If he hadn't competed with him, he would never have taken action. But now it's a good thing. Not to mention his reputation is ruined, and he is very likely to be involved in a lawsuit.

Yang Fan pointed his finger and said, "If I let him treat me, the outcome will be the same as mine, and the patient will even die faster."

When Ba Weilang heard this, he was completely furious and even wanted to beat someone up. Emperor Ouyang was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "A gentleman talks but never strikes."

At this time, Yang Fan said: "We can still save him within five minutes."

Ba Weilang turned around suddenly, "What did you say?"

Ouyang Di immediately howled: "He said he has a way to save the person, let him save him quickly." He had other plans in mind. If he couldn't save the person, he would put all the responsibility on Yang Fan.

"really?"

Ba Weilang was so anxious that he almost collapsed.

"The acupuncture method I want to use is the Eighteen Yang-Returning Acupuncture Needles. Every time I use it, it will cause great damage to the body..."

Before Yang Fan could clarify, Ouyang Di screamed: "He thinks one billion is too small and wants you to add more money, so you can add another one hundred million."

Then he said: "Yang Fan, if you save the patient, I will kowtow to you."

Ba Weilang glanced at his son, gritted his teeth and said: "11 billion, save my son immediately."

Yang Fan ignored Ouyang Emperor, he was still his disciple, he didn't even want to be his disciple.He looked at the time and said, "There are three minutes left. There's a check for one billion. I'll find someone to authenticate it."

Ba Weilang hesitated a little, took it out from his pocket and handed it to Yang Fan, who then handed it to Bai Lan, "Immediately identify the authenticity."

Without hesitation, Bai Lan took out her cell phone and dialed the number. Within a minute, she replied: "It's true."

"it is good."

Yang Fan brought a set of silver needles, his wrist was lowered, and the silver light shone. 18 needles landed on the corresponding acupuncture points in an instant. They were exactly the same as Ouyang Di's acupuncture method, except that the place pointed out just now was slightly different.

Ouyang Di sneered: "Study my family's Eighteen Resurrection Needles secretly. Can you save someone who I can't save?"

"No, it's not the eighteen rejuvenating needles! Maybe it's really the eighteen reviving Yang needles."

No one noticed that at some point, an old man appeared next to Yang Fan.