26: C26 Ghost Door Needles

C26 Ghost Door Needles

"Make way! Make way! "

Luo Gaang reached out his hand to tear apart the human wall on the outside of the emergency room.

"This is a doctor that can save lives, step aside!"

When the crowd heard that there was a doctor who could save lives, they immediately split into two.

"Eh? Which doctor? "

"I didn't see it."

"He didn't go upstairs, did he? We just need to see Director Luo bringing his assistant."

The crowd looked around for the so-called doctor.

It was only when Luo Gaang brought Ye Mo into the emergency room that everyone reacted.

"The young man?"

"Oh my god!"

"It can't be. The experts shouldn't have arrived yet?"

People didn't react until Luo Gaang brought Ye Mo into the emergency room.

In the emergency room.

The group of doctors were trying their best to survive.

However, Zhao Zhengyang was still in danger due to the impact of the iron rod on his head and the high pressure inside his brain.

"Give way, give way!"

Luo Gaang pulled Ye Mo to the operating table.

Ye Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Zhengyang's wrist.

"Luo Gaang, what are you doing?"

"Who is this?"

"Who let you in?"

"It's you!" That brat last time! "

The doctors were surprised by the two uninvited guests, but a few experts recognized Ye Mo with sharp eyes.

"It was this brat who cured Director Lin's mother last time!"

The expert who recognized Ye Mo was shocked.

"So it's him!"

After the doctor's reminder, all the experts in the field remembered.

There was a strange similarity between what happened last time and this time.

The rescue rooms were filled with first-rate experts from Dongjiang City's hospital.

These first-rate experts were helpless.

Then an unexpected visitor pushed open the door and entered.

Ye Mo had finished checking Zhao Zhengyang's pulse in just a few words, so Zhao Zhengyang's situation was not optimistic.

"Don't touch me!"

Ye Mo turned around and looked at the doctor in the rescue room.

Then, he pinched the stamen of the Plum Blossom and pulled it outwards. Then, an eight inch long golden needle appeared in Ye Mo's hand.

"Oh my god!"

"What the hell is that?"

"VIII. "Eight inch needle!"

Although the experts present were all western doctors, they had a certain understanding of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine.

The shorter and thicker the acupuncture needle, the better.

On the other hand, the longer and the harder it was to control.

Most Chinese doctors would use needles that were an inch or two inch long. If they could use a three inch long needle, then it would mean that this doctor's skill was incredible.

And a very small number of Chinese doctors who could use the thin and soft four-inch needle were all famous Chinese doctors!

And that was only a silver needle!

The golden needle was softer and harder to grasp.

As for the boy who had broken into the emergency room twice as an 'uninvited guest', the giant needle in his hand was actually as thin as a cow's hair! It was a terrifying eight inch golden needle!

And now, that 'uninvited guest' had actually used that exaggerated golden needle to pierce the patient's nasal cavity!

"Stop! "You are committing murder!"

A slightly younger expert became anxious when he saw that the golden needle that Ye Mo had inserted into the patient's nasal cavity was less than two inches away from the outside.

Didn't that golden needle pierce into the patient's skull?

However, before he could step forward to block the attack, he was stopped by a powerful hand!

"Director Luo, what are you doing!?" Can you even take responsibility for the loss of your life?! "

That impatient expert said to Luo Gaang, who stopped him.

Even though Luo Gaang's eyes were also filled with shock, and he felt a chill down his spine from Ye Mo's treatment, he still resolutely shook his head as he stared into the expert's eyes.

"If anything happens, I will take responsibility!" But now, no one is allowed to disturb Ye! "

Luo Gaang had confidence in Ye Mo's medical skills, and in this situation, he had to trust Ye Mo!

"Blood!"

A trickle of black blood flowed out from the exposed golden needles, startled a sharp-eyed expert.

"The intracranial clot has come out?!"

"The patient's heart rate is recovering!"

"Oh my god!" What did I see!? "

"… …"

The experts were shocked by the scene unfolding in front of them. This was beyond their knowledge and understanding.

The intracranial congestion that had troubled them for so long had actually been solved by this young man with an eight-inch golden needle!

"Shut up!"

Ye Mo turned around and glared at the experts.

The experts immediately acted as if they were primary school students who had done something wrong, and all of them covered their mouths, not daring to make a sound.

Ye Mo looked at Zhao Zhengyang's head and frowned. Zhao Zhengyang's condition wasn't that easy. Not only did he get hit on the head once, it was still not enough to get rid of the blood clots in the skull cavity.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengyang's vitality was on the decline. If this goes on, he would be in danger. It was time to use that.

"From now on, everyone, hold your breath!"

Ye Mo turned around and looked at the group of experts. The experts were shocked by Ye Mo's presence, so they all nodded their heads and didn't dare to make a single sound.

Ghost Gate's Thirteen Needles was one of the Acupunctures of Hua Tuo that was recorded in the [Clear Sack Scripture].

The reason why he was called this was because when he used this needle, he would be robbing someone outside the gates of hell. The person he saved would either die or live!

This should be aimed at the 13 urge machine acupoints, that is, by hanging the life force of the waiting for treatment.

A thousand miles was the difference between a wrong move and a wrong move.

Therefore, he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

Ye Mo withdrew the golden needle and took a deep breath to calm his mind. Then, he took out a silver needle from his needle bag.

In the blink of an eye, there were 13 more silver needles on Zhao Zhengyang's body. The speed of Ye Mo's acupuncture was so fast that it left afterimages.

The experts were shocked, but they did not dare to make a sound. They could only cover their mouths and stare with wide eyes.

Luo Gaang was also overwhelmed with shock. Although he already knew that Ye Mo's medical skills were outstanding, personally witnessing Ye Mo's medical skills often had an even greater impact.

Ye Mo only dared to exhale after he received all the silver needles. With this exhalation, his temples instantly became soaked with sweat.

The layman watched the show while the layman watched the door.

If there were any experts who were familiar with acupuncture, he would know that Ye Mo's acupuncture was not that easy.

Thirteen of the Ghost Gate. Crossing the Qi to draw the soul. Bones to flesh. Life and death, one on each side!

Just now, Ye Mo was injecting his own vitality into Zhao Zhengyang's body through the silver needle, in order to awaken Zhao Zhengyang's own vitality.

Therefore, it consumed a lot of energy to target Ye Mo.

What I can do has already been done, now it all depends on your desire to live. If you want to die then don't move, if you don't want to then cheer up a little.

Ye Mo wiped away the sweat on his forehead.

Time passed, minute by minute, second by second. Ye Mo silently waited. The experts had no choice but to maintain their positions with their hands covering their mouths, afraid that if they breathed too loudly, it would affect that weird young man's treatment.

"Can't I …"1

Ye Mo sighed. Zhao Zhengyang didn't give him the desire to live.

"Buzz!"

With an extremely small sound, Ye Mo's gaze instantly locked onto the end of the silver needle on Zhao Zhengyang's body.

"Buzz!"

Another extremely faint trembling sound.

Ye Mo's face lit up. Zhao Zhengyang did not want to die, he was fighting!

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