Chapter 623 Just three needles

Seeing that what Zhong Liang said was exactly the same as the symptoms his father had in the past few days, he couldn't help but believe it a little. Could it be that this kid is really good at medical skills?

Qi Zhengtao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Liang's hand and said, "Mr. Zhong, my father's symptoms are exactly the same as you said. How should I treat it now?"

When Zhong Liang told his grandfather's symptoms, Qi Lei was also a little surprised at first, but he suddenly showed a playful smile: "Second uncle, don't believe him. He may have heard Qi Meng talk about his grandfather's symptoms on the road. At this time, he is exaggerating here!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhengjun's eyes turned, his son's words made sense, it must have been the girl Qi Meng who told him that it must be like this, and he forced himself to comfort himself.

He didn't believe that Zhong Liang really knew his father's previous symptoms by just looking through his eyes?

Qi Meng hurriedly came out to explain: "No, I haven't talked to Zhong Liang all the way!"

But her explanation became darker and darker. Even her mother, Zhang Baiya, didn't believe it. Why was this girl so stupid? Everyone saw her just now protecting Zhong Liang, so why didn't she say a word along the way?

Qi Lei smiled and then said sarcastically: "Mr. John Luo, hurry up and treat my grandfather! Don't harm my grandfather's life because of some bluffing villains."

When John Luo heard this, he was about to insert a tube into Mr. Qi.

Zhong Liang shouted sternly: "John Luo, you are doing dialysis for Mr. Qi now, just killing him. If you don't believe it, you can continue."

Although Mr. Qi and Zhong Liang are not close or unfamiliar, after all, the doctor is kind-hearted. How could he watch an old man be killed by a quack doctor in front of him?

Upon hearing this, John Luo's hands trembled. His medical skills were not as good as he said, but he knew the current situation of the old man. What Zhong Liang said was probably true. If he did dialysis for the old man now, if the old man really died, he would have been in vain. Not only would he have been beaten for 100 million yuan, but the Qi family would not let him go at all.

Seeing that Zhong Liang was so sure, Qi Zhengtao quickly scolded: "John Luo, stop."

Hearing Qi Zhengtao's words, John Luo breathed a sigh of relief. He happened to fall down and saw the corner of his mouth slightly open: "Boy, if you don't let me do dialysis for the old man, can you rescue the old man?"

Zhong Liang smiled: "How can't I not, I only need three needles."

Three stitches! Three stitches!

Zhong Liang's words were loud and everyone was stunned.

"Hahaha," John Roh laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funnyest joke in the world.

John Roh: "Mr. Qi Er, Mr. Qi's condition is very dangerous now. I advise you not to believe it. If the liar in front of you really does something, it is not my responsibility!"

John Luo's words completely removed his condition with Mr. Qi, because he knew Mr. Qi's current condition. If he did not change his kidneys, the only thing waiting for the old man was death.

This boy from Xia said that three needles could be rescued. In his opinion, it was a fantasy.

Qi Lei smiled as if he had caught Zhong Liang's handle and said, "Uncle Second, three needles! He said that three needles can save grandpa, do you believe it?"

Qi Meng stood up and fired at Qi Lei: "Why don't you believe it? My father was critically ill at that time, and Zhong Liang was cured with just seven injections. Now, he woke up his grandfather, three injections are enough."

Although Qi Meng is not familiar with medical principles and just uses childish mathematical problems to explain it to everyone. In everyone's opinion, this is her unreasonable maintenance, but Zhong Liang was a little amused. In fact, Qi Meng's words are not wrong. Isn't the Lingqi acupuncture she practiced by using the number of needles based on the patient's condition?

Seven needles should be used for the bones of the dead. Now it is just a rescue of Mr. Qi, three needles are enough.

"Zhong, Mr. Zhong, are you really sure?"

Qi Zhengtao asked skeptically.

Although he knew that Zhong Liang had excellent medical skills, what John Luo said was unreasonable, so he was a little shaken.

"I'm very sure."

Zhong Liang said confidently.

"Okay, please take action by Mr. Zhong."

Qi Zhengtao respectfully made a gesture of invitation.

Qi Zhengjun was just about to say something to stop him because it seemed a bit risky in his opinion. After all, John Luo was able to rescue his father before. Judging from Zhong Liang's crazy words, he didn't look like he was a superb medical practitioner.

But his wife Wen Shuhua pulled her arm and said softly: "Zhengjun, let him go! If he can't save him, let John Ronaldo come on."

Zhong Liang quickly walked to Mr. Qi, untied Mr. Qi's clothes, took out three silver needles, and quickly disinfected them with true energy.

I quickly took a needle. This needle seemed casual, but the moment I fell, I gently rotated between my thumb and index finger, so after the needle fell, it still rotated under the skin.

If a national player is here, he will definitely recognize it. This is the "qi needle" that only the imperial doctor can do!

Next was the second and third syringes. After three syringes, a little bit of sweat appeared on Zhong Liang's head, which was much better than before. If he had used up three syringes a month ago, he would have been sweating profusely on his head.

Seeing that Zhong Liang completed the three acupuncture with carefreeness, everyone would not say that Zhong Liang could not do anything about medical skills because his acupuncture techniques were too professional.

While everyone was immersed in Zhong Liang's acupuncture.

John Roh laughed, "Boy, I just said you were cheating!"

He pointed to the electrocardiogram monitor, "You see, the old man's heartbeat and breathing are still very weak, which means that this kid's stinking needle method is useless at all."

Everyone looked in the direction of John Rowe's finger. Sure enough, the heartbeat fluctuation chart and breath fluctuation chart were still approaching a straight line, and the instrument was still making a sound of alarm.

Qi Lei said excitedly: "Yes! Dad, second uncle, this kid's medical skills are fake. He is lying to others. He can't cure his grandfather at all."

Just as he saw Zhong Liang finish applying the needle, he even thought that his grandfather would wake up in the next second, and he was very nervous. Now that he saw that his grandfather had no response and the instrument was still calling the police, he was happier than picking up one billion.

Zhong Liang smiled and explained to everyone with great disdain: "Doesn't the flow of qi and blood in the human body take time?

Wait for another minute, and the old man will wake up."

"Yes! Yes! John Row, didn't it take an hour to rescue grandpa before?"

Qi Meng quickly agreed. She was like a brainless fan of Zhong Liang, resolutely fighting back against all the black fans' remarks and attacks.

John Rowe, with red eyes, looked so anxious, and anxious: "One minute! In one minute, the old man will no longer be alive."

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi, you must quickly remove this needle! You can't delay the rescue time of Mr. Qi!"

John Luo was willing to go out of his way. He must ask the Qi family to pull out the needle. The moment he saw Zhong Liang use the needle, he was also a little worried that Mr. Qi would be really awakened.

Although he looked down on Xia's medical skills, he had to admit that as a thousand-year-old country, Xia's medical skills still had his magical features.

Qi Lei also had the same idea as John Rowe, so he echoed: "Yes! Dad, Mr. John Rowe makes sense, please pull the needle!"

Qi Zhengjun was still hesitating whether to give Zhong Liang a minute!

He is not as eager for quick success or instant benefits as his son. After all, his father is lying on the bed. What if Zhong Liang's needle can really help his father?

If you remove the needle rashly, it will definitely have an impact on your father's body.

Before Qi Zhengjun finished thinking, Wen Shuhua couldn't sit still. She pointed at Zhong Liang and shouted loudly: "Boy, I order you to remove the needle from the old man's body as soon as possible."

However, Zhong Liang didn't even look at her, and even ignored Wen Shuhua's words.
Chapter completed!