This big black pot finally got rid of!

He was happy. I'm afraid the little security guard didn't know the identity of the patient. When the patient died, he would understand how much trouble there was!

Even if there is old song, it's useless!

According to the blue mask, the old man with white hair will die. It's no use using electric shock defibrillation. He just showed it to outsiders, at least proving that he worked hard.

"Song Lao, thank you!"

Lu Yu smiled:

"In addition, you have brought a silver needle. Please do me a favor."

"It's my honor to give Mr. Lu a hand."

Old song hurriedly came over and handed the needle bag to Lu Yu. He was obviously flattered:

"The old man still has many questions to ask about the needlework taught by Mr. Lu last time."

Song Minghui is very grateful. Lu Yu is willing to let him participate in the treatment, which shows that he doesn't want to hide from him. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to learn acupuncture!

"I wipe it. Is it true or false? Old song still wants to learn traditional Chinese medicine from small security guard?"

The blue mask opened its mouth and was stunned.

"This son will be Jackie Chan in the future!"

The angry knife on one side clenched his fists and was shocked at the bottom of his heart. He knew that Lu Yu's medical skills were very strong, but he never thought that Lu Yu's medical skills could be song Minghui's teacher?!

"Fengchi and Lanting, please hold the needle with both hands and stab the two acupoints three inches with soft strength."

Lu Yu looked cautious. He could have done it alone, but in order to confirm his guess, he had to need the help of old song.

"Old song of the medical association?"

"The first miracle doctor in the sea of clouds, even in Jiangdong Province, is one of the best!"

"The patient has hope!"

"That little security guard, where are you busy?"

"I'm fighting for old song. After all, old song is old and can't do some heavy work."

The onlookers outside were filled with joy. Even if they looked at the whole country, if old song couldn't save the patient, there would be no one.

Everyone thought that song Laolai was in a hurry without an assistant, so no one cared about temporarily requisitioning Lu Yu.

Although the actual situation is just the opposite, people often only believe what they are willing to believe and don't care about the truth.

"One more time!"

Lu Yu picked up the silver needle next to him, took a deep breath, and suddenly stabbed three silver needles on the patient's face at the same time. It was still the Three Acupoints just now: Yintang, heimen and Fengqu.

The three silver needles pierced into the Three Acupoints exactly.

Last time I just watched from a distance. This time I actually participated, I was even more shocked, and I thoroughly understood the great difference between mortals and geniuses.

Even though song Lao practiced medicine for many years and was extremely skilled, he could not accurately stab the three silver needles in place at the same time, but Lu Yu was easy.

After three injections, a small bulge appeared on the patient's forehead again, as if something was coming out.

"I... i... I wipe, there's a ghost!"

The blue mask thought he was dazzled just now. When he saw the patient's forehead bulge again, he finally realized that this was true.

Angry Dao bit his teeth hard and didn't let himself tremble. Although he was well-informed and had amazing force, his heart was chilly. After all, it was a little beyond ordinary people's understanding.

"See where you're going this time!"

Lu Yu's eyebrows and eyes were frozen and he drank coldly. His fingers were like clouds and flowing water. He grabbed silver needles one after another and stabbed them into the acupoints on the patient.