Good! My stupid son finally rebelled!

Fuxi Nine Needles!

Li Huatuo stepped back, his cloudy eyes widened like an ox, and his breathing became rapid: "How is it possible?"

"Fuxi's Nine Needles is a medical legend."

"After Fuxi and Nuwa created humans, they passed down the immortal methods."

"Looking through the entire history books, there are only very few records."

"If you can really use Fuxi's Nine Needles, Young Master Zhao might really be saved."

"It's just a pity."

"The Immortal's Needle is not something that a mortal like me can understand."

"You may have been deceived by a charlatan."

Ling Tian was too lazy to pay attention to Li Huatuo. A silver light flashed in his eyes, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart.

Past life!

He understands astronomy, geography, mountains, rivers and the five meridians. He is also a rare medical genius. It can be said that he has mastered all the skills in the world.

just now!

He had not been exposed since he came to Daqian. He wanted to show his abilities to the fullest after reaching the border, but judging from Emperor Wu's demeanor, it would be difficult for him to leave in a short period of time.

That being the case.

Be sure to plan early.

Ling Tian closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, all the acupuncture points on Zhao Kun's body appeared in front of him like a blueprint. Ling Tian did not hesitate and started to insert acupuncture points frantically.

The Nine Needles of Fuxi are centered on human beings and gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although it is the supreme art of medicine, it is also a taboo in medicine.

A needle enters the body.

"what."

Zhao Kun felt severe pain all over his body. His already pale face turned as white as a sheet of paper, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

"Kun'er." Wu Yuexiang trembled and was about to rush forward, but Zhao Mingyou grabbed her and turned cruelly: "Madam, this is Kun'er's own choice."

"No matter what the outcome."

“We should all respect that.”

Wu Yuexiang's eyes were filled with tears and her face was filled with pain.

Li Huatuo shook his head, and his good impression of the master completely disappeared: "I thought that the master was able to suppress the barbarians of Northern Zhou, and he was an immortal."

"Now it seems that this so-called gentleman is nothing but a rat."

"Maybe except for the ability to fight, there is nothing else to do."

"I'm afraid the poem I wrote yesterday was also plagiarized."

"It's just that Mr. Zhao suffered in his prime years. He was framed by a villain and died like this."

Ling Tian shouted softly: "Zhao Kun, hold it in."

next second.

Ling Tian was not polite and inserted silver needles again, directly into Yangguan, Baihui and other major acupoints.

The silver needle entered his body, but Zhao Kun did not move at all and slowly closed his eyes.

"Asshole."

"What a jerk."

Li Huatuo stamped his feet in anger: "Mr. Zhao was killed by you. I shouldn't have agreed to your reputation."

He wanted to stop him, but saw that Ling Tian did not stop, but continued to drop the needle.

Just a blink.

Nine needles fall at the same time.

As the nine needles fell, Zhao Kun's body twitched noticeably.

"This is..." Li Huatuo rubbed his eyes: "What did I just see? His legs seemed to move."

"Hallucination."

"Must be an illusion."

"Mr. Zhao is already in this state, how can he possibly be reborn after losing his arm?"

Ling Tian, ​​however, did not care about so many things. Once the Fuxi Nine Needles treatment started, he could not stop and had to concentrate on acupuncture for Zhao Kun.

Rubbing, pressing, picking, plucking, twisting, and flicking are all used continuously, and the strength must be just right each time. If there is the slightest mistake, Zhao Kun will be dead.

Sweat soaked Ling Tian's back.

The high concentration of mental power is actually very tiring.

What's more, he is not at his peak strength now, so he must be careful when using the Nine Needles of Fuxi.

Li Huatuo was also attracted by Ling Tian's seriousness at this moment: "His technique may seem simple, but it contains supreme mysteries."

"And how on earth did he do it? Every time he exerted force, it was accurate."

"Even the silver needles tremble at the same frequency."

"What kind of acupuncture is this? Could it really be Fuxi's Nine Needles?"

Li Huatuo was no longer calm.

A hint of blood appeared on Zhao Kun's originally white face, but Zhao Mingyou didn't notice it. He just smiled bitterly and turned to Ling Tian and bowed: "Sir."

"Don't waste your efforts."

“Maybe this is Kun’er’s fate.”

puff!

Zhao Mingyou said it was okay, but blood was spurting out, and his energy seemed to be completely drained. Wu Yuexiang kept crying and became a tearful person.

"Shut up."

Li Huatuo scolded him: "Don't disturb me while I'm giving you acupuncture."

"Dr. Li." Zhao Mingyou was stunned.

Li Huatuo was too lazy to explain. His proud eyes were full of excitement. He looked at Ling Tian in front of him without blinking. As the silver needles began to resonate, he, as a miracle doctor,

Obviously discovered Zhao Kun's life...

came back.

Even his fingers trembled slightly.

Ling Tian saw that the time was almost up, and his eyes lit up: "Get up for me."

The moment he shouted, Ling Tian suddenly pulled out the silver needle.

puff!

Zhao Kun spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body seemed to be pushed by some force. He sat up all of a sudden, closed his eyes tightly, and opened them slightly. What he saw was Ling Tian's slightly weak eyes.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Kun struggled subconsciously, and when he pressed the edge of the bed with his big hand, he grimaced in pain: "It hurts."

"Kun'er!"

Wu Yuexiang could no longer control herself and rushed over: "Your hand..."

hand?

Zhao Kun was stunned: "Mother, my hands can move."

"I can move my hands now."

Zhao Kun was so happy that he couldn't help himself. Ling Tian said weakly, "Don't be too happy too soon. I just barely healed your tendons and veins."

“I want to recover completely.”

"You still have a month to recover."

"During this period, just follow the medicine prescribed by Dr. Li and take it strictly."

"And within this month, there must not be any new injuries, otherwise you will die."

"Thank you sir."

"Thank you sir."

Wu Yuexiang kept thanking him and almost knelt down.

Ling Tian waved his hand: "I said he fought for it himself."

thump!

Li Huatuo was completely convinced at this point. When Ling Tian turned around, he knelt down without any hesitation and said, "Li Huatuo, the imperial physician of the Daqian Imperial Hospital."

"Knock to the Medical Immortal."

Medical genius?

Ling Tian was puzzled: "When did I become a medical immortal?"

"Medical Immortal, please don't be so modest. The Nine Needles of Fuxi originally belonged to the Medical Immortal."

"You must be a god descended to earth."

"Otherwise, how could I witness the miracle of medicine with my own eyes?"

Li Huatuo was really convinced and completely cured a patient who was impossible to cure.

No one else has such means except the immortals.

Li Huatuo suppressed his excitement and said: "Medical Immortal, from now on, Li Huatuo is willing to follow you and carry your shoes."

"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously." Ling Tian waved his hand.

"No no no."

Li Huatuo shook his head: "It is my honor to be with you, sir."

Just as Li Huatuo finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the next second a servant ran in: "Master, something is wrong."

"What happened?" Zhao Mingyou was surprised. The servant said, "We are surrounded."

"not good!"

Li Huatuo also exclaimed: "It must be His Majesty's personal guard."