219: C219 Golden Needle

C219 Golden Needle

3Jiangbei Second Hospital.

On the bench at the door of the resuscitation room sat a very quiet man.

The man's expression was calm, like a calm pool of water.

He did not look at his phone, nor did he do anything else. He just sat there quietly like a statue, unmoving for more than two hours.

A young nurse who passed by saw the man's condition and could not help but look disgusted and disgusted.

His wife was in danger in the resuscitation room, but this man did not react at all. This man was really too much of a dog.

It was a pity that the beautiful girl in the resuscitation room would not marry such a heartless dog man.

However, if this young nurse knew how to read minds, she definitely would not think so.

On the surface, she looked calm, but in fact, her heart was already surging to the extreme.

No one could understand what kind of torture Ye Wuji was suffering in his heart at this moment.

More than two hours ago, when he and Xia Wanxin had just arrived in Jiangbei City, the neurotoxin in Xia Wanxin's body suddenly flared up!

In just a few seconds, Xia Wanxin had completely lost consciousness. Her face was dark green, her pupils were unfocused, and her breath was like a thread.

When she was sent to the hospital, even her heartbeat almost stopped.

Time passed minute by minute. Ye Wuji's tightly clenched teeth had never relaxed. Every inch of nerves in his body had been tightened to the extreme. No one could understand what this hellish torture felt like.

Ding ~

The red light on the emergency room door finally went out. A doctor in a white coat walked out. "Who is the patient's family?"

"I am. How is he?"

Ye Wuji stood up immediately and clenched his fists tightly. He stared at the doctor in a white coat with an extremely eager and pleading look.

The doctor slowly took off his mask and sighed. "Sorry, we have tried our best. Get ready for your funeral."

Buzz!

Hearing this, Ye Wuji felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His head was blank, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"No!"

Ye Wuji suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed the doctor's collar. He stared at the doctor with his beast-like eyes and shouted, "Are you kidding me? Do you want money? Give me a count. Ten billion. Is one hundred billion enough? "

"Sir, please calm down..."

The doctor in white was scared stiff. He hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to push the other party away.

"I'll let you give me a number. How much do you want? Do you believe that I won't blow up your hospital?!"

At this moment, Ye Wuji had completely fallen into a state of madness.

"Let go!"

A few security guards rushed over when they heard the noise. They hurriedly pulled their arms and waists, trying to separate the two of them.

However, no matter how hard they tried, the man's body seemed to be made of steel. He could not move at all!

The doctor in the white coat started to suffocate under Ye Wuji's violent shaking.

Just at this critical moment, a young nurse suddenly shouted in a direction, "Doctor Qin, come here quickly!"

A male doctor in his early thirties with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes quickly walked over.

He just stared at Ye Wuji and did not say anything. Then, he walked straight into the resuscitation room.

A few seconds later, the doctor walked out of the resuscitation room again. He looked at Ye Wuji and said calmly, "Maybe I can try other ways, but I need you to calm down and cooperate with me. If you delay one more second, the probability will be reduced by one. "

Ye Wuji heard this and quickly loosened his grip. He looked at the doctor in front of him and said with a trembling voice, "What do you need me to do?"

The doctor let out a breath and said, "Bring the patient with you immediately and follow me!"

Ye Wuji rushed into the resuscitation room and carefully picked Xia Wanxin up and followed the doctor to the back door of the hospital.

A nurse shouted from behind, "Doctor Qin, this does not conform to the rules..."

"I am the rule!"

The doctor shouted angrily without turning his head, scaring the nurse so much that she froze on the spot. In her memory, Doctor Qin, who had always been gentle and gentle, had never spoken so loudly before.

Qin Ming drove the car as fast as lightning in the front. Ye Wuji sat in the back and hugged Xia Wanxin tightly. The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing.

Qin Ming said seriously as he drove, "Mr. Ye, there are a few things I need to say first."

"From the perspective of Western medicine, Miss Xia indeed has no signs of life."

"But she was poisoned by the neurotoxin and did not cause any damage to other organs, so from a certain point of view, Miss Xia did not die completely."

"In the past, I created a set of acupuncture techniques to deal with this kind of situation, but this is just a theory and has never been put into practice."

"So there is a high possibility that there will be some irreversible accidents during the acupuncture process, and it cannot be guaranteed that this method will work, so I have to ask for your opinion first!"

About ten minutes later, they arrived at an ordinary residential area.

Qin Ming lived on the first floor. After entering the house, he quickly locked the door behind him and pushed open a closet leaning against the wall. There was a small door behind him.

Following the small door, they arrived at a basement that was emitting a gentle light and the smell of herbs.

Qingming asked Ye Wuji to place Xia Wanxin flat on a cold marble bed and then took out a set of gold needles of different lengths. He looked at Ye Wuji and said, "I want to repeat myself. I can only guarantee that I will do my best. As for the result, I can't predict it either."

"Doctor Qin, please!"

Ye Wuji looked at Qin Ming with a longing look, as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

Qin Ming nodded. After taking a few deep breaths, he turned his wrist and a few golden needles were stuck between his fingers. Then, he performed a series of dazzling acupuncture techniques.

Everyone only knew that Qin Ming had been a forensic doctor before, and now he was the most outstanding doctor in the hospital.

But very few people knew that Qin Ming had another identity. He was the direct descendant of the legendary Ghost Sect's Thirteen Needles!

The atmosphere in the room was very tense. Ye Wuji stood by the side, his forehead covered in sweat. He clenched his fists tightly, and even his breathing was very careful, as if he was afraid of disturbing Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's expression didn't seem to be relaxed either. The golden needles between his fingers were jumping like living creatures.

Hidden behind this agile back, there was no difference in precision. Every time a needle was stabbed, no matter where it was, the depth, or the force, there must not be the slightest bit of error. Otherwise, it would lead to severe consequences that could not be salvaged!

This was also the reason why the Thirteen Needles of the Hellgate weren't used so easily. This kind of needle technique was two extremes. If it was used properly, it could bring people back to life.

But if there was any deviation in the needle technique, it could push people to the gates of hell in an instant!

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