Your son-in-law is here

If he doesn't take action now, Mr. Zhang will definitely die, but Zhou Yi is definitely not to blame, but if he takes action to save her, it fails.

This nature is different.

"Do not worry."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he took out a set of silver needles and placed them beside the bed.

There are ten pieces in total.

First, he took out three sticks and pierced them in the middle of Mr. Zhang's eyebrows and on both sides of his shoulders. Then he took out three more sticks. This time, he stuck them in three vital acupuncture points. The last four sticks were all stuck in Zhou Yi's chest.

In less than ten seconds, all ten silver needles fell.

The whole movement was so smooth that everyone in the Zhang family and many doctors on the side held their breaths. Although they did not understand Chinese medicine, judging from the movements alone, Zhou Yi's medical skills were definitely extraordinary.

However, apart from Zhou Yi, Gu Tianzhi, the only one who knew Chinese medicine at the scene, frowned. Zhou Yi's acupuncture skills were indeed high, and he couldn't compare.

But acupuncture is not only about speed, but also about method.

Every silver needle and every acupuncture point must be related to each other in order to have an effect on the pathology, which is called acupuncture.

The position of each needle in the acupuncture method is particular, and it cannot be inserted casually. However, the needle Zhou Yi is currently inserting gives him the same feeling.

chaos!

There are no rules and regulations.

However, out of trust in Zhou Yi, Gu Tianzhi did not bother him.

The ten silver needles fell completely, and Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are the patient's vital signs still declining?"

The attending doctor suddenly screamed.

what!

Many people's expressions changed drastically. They recovered from the shock of Zhou Yi's speed and quickly looked at the instrument.

Suddenly stunned.

Yes!

Mr. Zhang's situation has not improved compared to what he just imagined, but has worsened. The line representing the heartbeat has almost no fluctuations.

In this case, it’s not nice to say something nice.

Mr. Zhang is not far from death and may die at any time.

"Miracle Doctor Zhou, what's going on? You should hurry up and continue the injection." Zhang Shaofeng couldn't help but said. He was now in a state of confusion.

Zhou Yi said calmly: "Ten needles are enough."

Mrs. Zhang said doubtfully: "That's enough? But when you give these ten stitches, why do they look like no stitches? Are you fooling us?"

"Whether you can do it or not, I can tell you, if the old man doesn't survive in the end, you will be mainly responsible!"

Zhou Yi frowned and said, "Be quiet."

After speaking, his eyes were fixed on the four silver needles on Mr. Zhang's chest. He had been staring at these four needles since the injection.

Seems to be waiting for something.

Mrs. Zhang was not at ease at all, but because of Zhang Shaofeng's majesty, she remained silent and just cursed Zhou Yi secretly in her heart.

About three minutes later.

Zhou Yi did nothing in these three minutes, which caused the atmosphere in the ward to become more and more anxious and tense. Zhang Shaofeng wanted to remind Zhou Yi several times, but looked at his serious look and endured it.

But others became more and more restless, especially the group of medical staff, who were the most impatient. After all, they watched Mr. Zhang's vital signs decrease little by little from the machine, but they could do nothing.

This made them anxious.

If something happens to Mr. Zhang, they will definitely take the blame!

At a certain moment, even Gu Tianzhi could hardly hold on, and when the line on the instrument was about to stop fluctuating, Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

It's now!

Because no one else noticed, the four silver needles on Mr. Zhang's chest had turned from silver to extremely red.

"Hurry back!" Zhou Yi shouted coldly.

Everyone else nodded after hearing this, but Mrs. Zhang was a little unconvinced. Instead of stepping back, she even moved forward curiously.

next moment.

Zhou Yi reached out with one hand and slapped Mr. Zhang on the chest in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

puff!

Four bloody silver needles flew out at the same time!

The next moment, four pillars of blood splashed out!

"what--"

Mrs. Zhang screamed and was caught off guard, but she was still covered in blood. After Zhou Yi punched her, he easily avoided it.

puff!

Mr. Zhang, who had been unconscious all this time, also spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then he lay down again.

"How is it, how is it, how is my father?" Zhang Shaofeng ran over quickly and shouted anxiously.

"Why hasn't my grandpa woke up yet?" Zhang Qingyang also asked.

Because the various data on the instrument and the electrocardiogram are still the same as before, without any fluctuations.

Zhou Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "The old man will wake up within three minutes. You should prepare something for him quickly. He should be starving after not eating for so long."

Zhang Shaofeng nodded, but he still had no confidence in his heart. After all, Master Zhang was unconscious for a while, and he couldn't let go of his worries.

"Starting to recover!"

A doctor who had been staring at the instrument suddenly shouted, causing everyone to wake up instantly, and several people looked around quickly.

I saw that the various data displayed on the instrument connected to Mr. Zhang were all rising, and the electrocardiogram began to fluctuate again.

This means that Mr. Zhang's physical signs are also recovering.

call!

Cheers sounded in the ward!

Seeing this, Zhang Shaofeng finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground without any image. He looked at Zhou Yi and said sincerely: "Miracle Doctor Zhou, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will always remember your kindness to the Zhang family." In my heart.”

"From now on, I am willing to do whatever you want me to do!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Master Zhang made a strong statement, but don't thank me yet, because Mr. Zhang has not fully recovered from his illness or injury."

Zhang Shaofeng was suddenly startled. He was frightened and asked quickly: "Doctor Zhou, please don't scare me. What is going on?"

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not wrong, Mr. Zhang's illness is actually not an illness, but an injury, and it's a poisonous injury."

These words made Zhang Shaofeng's expression change greatly. He hesitated and said, "Miracle Doctor Zhou is indeed a miracle doctor. You can see this."

As he spoke, he stood up and seemed to be recalling something: "My father is indeed not sick, but injured. He suffered an injury more than ten years ago. At the time, I never thought that this injury would torture my father for more than ten years and even be fatal. "

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He did not expect that this injury had tortured Mr. Zhang for more than ten years. Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary warriors might not be able to survive such an injury for long.

"Excuse me, Divine Doctor Zhou, can you completely cure my father?" Zhang Shaofeng said expectantly: "Of course, I know this is very difficult, so I just asked."

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