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: Eight needles for death

In the ward.

Ji Shanghe looked at Xu Hua, who was lying on the hospital bed, with a pale face and unconsciousness, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xu Hua is only fifty years old this year, but his hair is gray, his face has many wrinkles, dark skin, and he looks quite old.

Obviously, this is caused by Xu Hua's long-term travel.

Xu Hua is just an ordinary person. As the head of a family, he naturally has to make great efforts to maintain his family. Otherwise, this family would not have reached today, and it would be even more difficult for Xu Qingyue to achieve such achievements today.

This is a respectable father.

"The breath is chaotic and the brain nerves are damaged. If the treatment is not properly done, you can only become a vegetative person who spends his life in the hospital bed." Ji Shanghe murmured softly.

If other doctors were present, they would definitely be very surprised. You should know that before that, no one had disclosed Xu Hua's condition to Ji Shanghe, and he could see Xu Hua's current situation directly at a glance, without any deviation.

In the entire Chinese medical community, Ji Shanghe is probably the only one who can do this.

Ji Shanghe's expression was quite calm. Such a situation was indeed quite bad and difficult. For other doctors, it might be really a very difficult thing.

However, it is not too difficult for Ji Shanghe.

After all, what he is best at is competing with death.

"Boy, you owe me a big favor this time."

Ji Shanghe murmured, and then his expression became solemn. He came to the ward and opened the leather bag he carried with him. There were a row of silver needles of different sizes inside.

Anyone who knows Ji Shanghe knows that he never uses any complicated and complicated tools to treat diseases, he only needs silver needles.

This is Ji Shanghe's ability.

Ji Shanghe waved his palm and several silver needles fell into his hands. Then he did not pause at all. He gently stabbed the silver needles into each acupoint on Xu Hua's head. He placed his palm lightly on the silver needle, as if a gentle energy was injected into Xu Hua's body through the silver needle.

After a while, he continued to apply the needle.

There are five silver needles in total.

This is exactly a set of acupuncture techniques created by Ji Shanghe, called the "Eight Needles of Returning to Life".

The reason Ji Shanghe only used five silver needles this time was because for Xu Hua's condition, five silver needles were enough.

This set of acupuncture can be regarded as the most magical acupuncture method in the Chinese medical field. Only Jian Shanghe can perform it. When he uses this set of "Eight Needles for Returning Life", no matter how seriously the patient is injured, as long as he has a breath, he can be pulled back from the gate of hell.

So far, he has only used eight silver needles completely for the first time when he was treating Chen Bufan two years ago.

At that time, Chen Bufan was extremely injured, and the gunshot wounds and knife injuries were mixed, so he could almost say that he had only one last breath. If Shang He had not used the eight needles to recover his life in time, Chen Bufan would have died long ago.

Compared with Chen Bufan's situation at that time, I don't know how much easier it would be. Using five silver needles is more than enough.

...

On the corridor.

Yang Qiu, Xu Qingyue and others were waiting anxiously, walking back and forth, with deep worries in their hearts.

Although they all knew that Master Ji Shanghe was a true miracle doctor and a master who was extremely respectful to even a person like Dean Huang Changrong, they were still a little worried.

After all, Xu Hua was seriously injured this time, and the doctors have said that if no miracle happened, then Xu Hua would probably have to spend the rest of his life in the hospital bed.

But, will a miracle really happen?

Huang Changrong's face was also full of nervousness at this moment. He also knew Xu Hua's condition. Because of the damage to the brain nerves, Xu Hua could not take any action even though he saved his life.

Simply put, this is vegetative.

Such a condition seems powerless even to the authorities in the medical field, such as them.

Only Master Ji Shanghe can try it out.

"I hope Master Ji can succeed." Huang Changrong prayed secretly in his heart. Although he was well-known for Master Ji's reputation and knew that his medical skills were magical, he had never experienced it himself, and he was just heard from others.

This time, it was a good opportunity to open his eyes.

The other doctors also looked expectant, wondering if their idols can create miracles?

Only Chen Bufan seems quite calm.

After all, he had personally experienced Ji Shanghe's medical skills. On several occasions, he felt that he could not hold on, so he was rescued by Ji Shanghe.

I don't know how many times worse the injury he suffered at that time was than Xu Hua.

Half an hour later.

The door of the ward slowly opened.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the quiet atmosphere in the corridor was immediately broken. Everyone present looked at each other, and when they saw Ji Shanghe walking out, his expression was calm.

"Master Ji, how is my husband?" Yang Qiu hurriedly met and asked anxiously.

Ji Shanghe smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, you go in and spend three days at most, your husband will wake up."

"Don't, thank you Master Ji!"

When Yang Qiu heard this, he was extremely happy, as if he had heard the great news. He instantly became much younger and hurriedly thanked him.

Ji Shanghe shook his head and said, "It is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded, so you don't have to be polite."

"Master Ji, you are our family's savior. We will never forget your great kindness." Yang Qiu was extremely grateful and could not curb the excitement in his heart. He hurried into the ward to visit Xu Hua.

"Qingyue, you should go and accompany your father, too." Chen Bufan said.

"good."

Xu Qingyue now wanted to see how her father was doing, so she nodded immediately and entered the ward together.

"Master Ji, you are indeed Hua Tuo in the world. I really admire you."

Huang Changrong also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this moment, looking at Ji Shanghe, his tone was full of admiration.

With such a serious condition, the entire hospital was powerless, but Ji Shanghe only took half an hour to get it all done.

Such medical skills are really admirable.

He is worthy of being the master of Chinese medicine!

Ji Shanghe smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Director Huang has been too rewarded. If there are any things you can't solve in the future, you can ask me for help."

"Don't, thank you Master Ji!"

Huang Changrong was extremely surprised. He never expected that Ji Shanghe would say such words, which made him flattered.

Ji Shanghe shook his head, then looked at Chen Bufan on the side, and smiled and said, "Boy, how are you planning to thank me?"

"Hehe, didn't you say that, please drink and leave."

"Okay, I won't go home if I'm drunk today!"

Ji Shanghe nodded immediately. His habit was that every time he helped the patient treat his illness, he would go to drink and reward himself. This time, Chen Bufan treats him, of course he would not be polite.

"Mr. Chen, Master Ji, please go slowly." Huang Changrong looked at the backs of the two men and said respectfully.

...

After leaving the hospital, Chen Bufan drove Ji Shanghe to a hotel and chose a private room to sit down.

Soon, a table of dishes was served and several bottles of white wine were brought.

"I can finally drink."

Ji Shanghe was not polite. At this time, he completely lost his usual appearance as a paranormal. He took the liquor and sniffed it deeply, with a satisfied smile on his face. Then he poured himself and Chen Bufan a glass and said, "Stupid brat, touch one."

"Who is afraid of who?"

Chen Bufan smiled and nodded, raised his wine glass, touched Ji Shanghe, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Old man, I think you are like this, so I'd better drink a little less, so as not to get dead one day if you accidentally get sick." Chen Bufan said with a smile.

"Damn, boy, are you cursing me?"

Ji Shanghe looked unhappy and glared at him, "You guys, you should be careful. You have enemies everywhere and you are a restless master. If something happens one day and I can't arrive in time, you can ask for more blessings."

"Hehe, don't worry about this. When I immediately reach the Heavenly Realm, I still have the ability to protect myself." Chen Bufan said with a smile.

"Oh, you've reached this point?"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Ji Shanghe's face. He still remembered that when he met Chen Bufan a few years ago, this kid was only as powerful as a master's realm. Unexpectedly, a few years later, Chen Bufan was about to reach the realm of Heaven and Man.

This kid is really a pervert.

"Okay, celebrate your success in reaching the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible. Come and cheer!"

"cheers!"

After three rounds of drinking, Chen Bufan and Ji Shanghe began to reminisce about the past.

"Old man Ji, where have you been going in the past few years? There is no news at all, I thought you..."

"Stop, stop, shut up, can you say something nice all day long? Are you looking forward to me going there?" Ji Shanghe said with an unhappy look on his face.

Chen Bufan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Hehe, of course not. I still expect you to live a few more years and let's drink a few more meals."
To be continued...