Human blood is originally bright red.

What Mr. Song vomited out was purple, sticky and smelly.

This mouthful of blood was caused by the injection on the temple just now, which stopped it from flowing back to the brain, and finally forced it into the throat.

Use the nine-turn plum blossom needle to hold it in place.

Then use the life and death needle to force it out.

Even the rescue process was omitted, and the spiritual energy stored in the pattern on Su Xuan's chest was used up in one breath.

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The three lost magic needles were actually used in Su Xuan's hands.

He may not recognize these acupuncture techniques, but he remembers the acupuncture points, and Zhang Jiuyang also tried them in private.

But when the needle is inserted, it is just like ordinary acupuncture, and it has no effect at all.

So he was very familiar with these acupuncture points. He had just looked at the acupoints to identify the needles and recognized the golden needle used by Su Xuan at a glance.

"If you ask questions in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

Zhang Jiuyang burst into tears.

He practiced traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture throughout his life, read ancient medical classics, and learned various advanced acupuncture techniques.

I have even read in ancient books some magical needle techniques that are almost magical.

In recent years, Zhang Jiuyang has reached a bottleneck and wants to go further.

But I found that the field of traditional Chinese medicine has reached this point, and there is nothing more to learn and nothing to make progress.

If you want to break through again, it is the legendary magic needle technique.

He is an ordinary person, how easy is it to find such power in the world?

Zhang Jiuyang looked at Su Xuan and pondered, his eyes flashing with light.

…

"Live, live, live!"

Miss Song, the man with gold-rimmed glasses, Dean Hu, and the head nurse were stunned for a moment, then covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Mr. Song sat on the hospital bed and looked around.

I just feel refreshed, as if I've had a lazy nap.

He has been lying on the hospital bed for these years, although he cannot speak or move his hands.

But his consciousness is still clear, he can understand what is happening in the outside world, and he also understands who saved him just now.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Miss Song cried with joy and threw herself into the old man's arms, her tears falling down.

"Quickly, give the old man a full physical examination." Dean Hu reacted, his palms were trembling with joy, and his legs were shaking wildly.

Never mind who saved Mr. Song.

Anyway, this is Tianyang Hospital, so we can make a big fuss and take the opportunity to publicize it.

Song Fu waved his hand and refused: "No, the old man knows his body better than anyone else."

Then Fu Song got out of bed directly, knelt down in front of Su Xuan, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and saluted: "Thank you, young gentleman, for saving my life."

Su Xuan dodged away.

"Mr. Song, you're welcome."

"Since you are conscious, you should have heard what I just said."

"I'm not rescuing you without conditions, as long as the Song family doesn't regret it."

There is another sentence that Su Xuan didn't say, I have already left something in your body.

It can either save you or kill you.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Dean Hu and everyone kept talking.

He looked at Su Xuan with surprise and joy.

Especially for several professors, although Chinese and Western medicine coexist in Tianyang Hospital, they are clearly distinct.

I didn't say it, but I always looked down on Chinese medicine in my heart, until today I witnessed with my own eyes the process of Su Xuan's silver needle saving people.

I was shocked inside.

At this time, a very discordant sound sounded.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Who told you to take action without permission?"

A middle-aged man in a white coat walked out, Director of Internal Medicine Zhou Fu.

He put his hands behind his back and hummed with a serious look: "This is a hospital, with hospital systems and rules."

"You, an outsider, went to treat the patient without authorization. Even though the patient is fine now."

"What if something happens to the patient? What accident happened?"

Zhou Fu said a word and took a step towards Su Xuan.

"When the time comes, will you bear the responsibility, or will the hospital bear it?"

To the end.

Zhou Fu had already walked up to Su Xuan and raised his voice to question.

"If anyone can come to save people, why should we open a hospital? In my opinion, only if you agree with our public declaration that it was the expert team of Tianyang Hospital who saved Mr. Song, can we make up for your fault."

Su Xuan smiled and said nothing, looking at Zhou Fu calmly.

Zhou Fu snorted coldly: "At such a young age, I don't know how to be calm and have too much sharpness. It's simply unreasonable."

Everyone stood aside quietly.

Miss Song watched with cold eyes, ready to stand up and rescue Su Xuan.

Exceeded everyone's expectations.

Su Xuan smiled slightly: "Your name is Zhou Fu, director of internal medicine?"

Zhou Fu nodded: "Yes, it's me!"

Su Xuan smiled even more.

Then his face suddenly changed, and he punched Zhou Fu in the face with a punch, cursing while punching him: "You are the one who touched my sister Xu Ling, you old guy, right?"

"Ouch!"

In the ward, Zhou Fu screamed.

Su Xuan showed no mercy and directly grabbed Zhou Fu by the collar and beat him from the ward to the corridor.

"You thug."

"Catch this guy quickly."

Zhou Fu's face was swollen into a pig's head.

Miss Song's pretty face turned cold when she heard Zhou Fu touching Xu Ling in private.

"Dean Hu, did you hear that?"

"I don't want to see this person in any hospital in China in the future."

Dean Hu looked at Mr. Song.

Song Fu lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Do as she said."

‘Crack!’

‘Crack!’

Su Xuan's fists fell like raindrops.

How many teeth in Zhou Fu's mouth were smashed out?

Finally, with everyone staring at him, he kicked Zhou Fu in the crotch: "You like to touch people so much, I will make it happen for you."

‘Boom!’

There was another familiar sound of eggs popping.

Zhou Fu screamed in despair.

Miss Song finally knew what Su Xuan meant when he said, "I want to beat up someone, please help me solve the trouble."

No one in the room spoke.
To be continued...