Chapter 7

Three minutes later, Zhao Da stopped twitching, Wang Yuan quickly check, "really let him say, Zhao Gongzi shock."

Jiangning found a stool and sat down to have a good time.

Wang Yuan couldn't sit still. Jiang Ning said that he would be in shock three minutes later, exactly the same.

Jiangning, with an attitude of no surprise, continued, "in two minutes, your son's heart will stop suddenly. Zhao Kang, open the box and have a look. Your son has taken a few pills."

Zhao Kang is holding the medicine box, his face is constantly changing, and Jiangning starts the countdown. Time is pressing. He quickly opens the box and finds that there are three pills missing.

"Three pills, maybe the outbreak of the disease will be faster than I expected. Mr. Zhao will have cardiac arrest in five minutes, and there will be no cure for the immortal in seven minutes."

After hearing Jiangning's words, Zhao Kang was shocked. He pulled the driver in charge of Zhao Da's daily life and roared, "my son took this medicine, why don't you tell me! When did you buy it? "

The driver's face was embarrassed, but the young master couldn't explain it several times. He didn't dare to say it.

"Say, if my son dies, you go to hell and drive him!" Seeing the driver faltering, Zhao Kang slapped him.

"Yes, sir. The young master asked me to buy it this morning."

Jiangning smile, "there are four minutes, your son's heart will stop."

Zhao Kang flustered, face which has son important, hurried to Jiangning in front of, plead: "Jiang doctor, that ten million I don't want, please save my son."

"It's no use begging me. My wife has to forgive you." Jiangning said, obviously to humiliate Zhao Kang.

Bearing the humiliation, Zhao Kang went up to Chen Lan and said, "Mr. Chen, look at this..."

"Wait a minute, asking my wife to forgive me is the condition just now. Now I've changed my mind and want me to save your son. I'll kneel down and ask my wife to forgive me. I slap myself three times and give me 10 million yuan as a medical fee."

For Zhao Kang, although 10 million is not a small number, it is not difficult to take it out. But kneeling and slapping yourself are too humiliating. If you do, I'm afraid I can't raise my head in Ningcheng in my life.

Since Jiangning couldn't ask for it, he had to put his hope on Wang Yuan: "Doctor Wang, I heard that you have a hanging needle technique. I don't know if you can save my son..."

But Wang Yuan didn't dare to make fun of Zhao Da's life. He said truthfully, "I only learned the first Qi coagulating seven needles of my master's hanging needle technique. I can't cure Mr. Zhao by 30%... You'd better go to Dr. Jiang."

Zhao Kang gritted his teeth and said, "if you let go and treat it, I don't blame you for not saving it. I'll give you 10 million yuan for saving it!"

Ten million! This condition is very attractive. As long as you have this 10 million yuan, you will have no worries about food and clothing in your next life!

"Well, I'll try!"

After getting Wang Yuan's reply, Zhao Kang softened down, and the bodyguard behind him quickly found a stool for him to sit down.

Wang Yuan took out a set of silver needles, which were made very exquisitely. There were gold rings around the back of each needle. Holding his breath, he took out seven needles and nodded to Zhao Kang.

"This is the hanging life needling method that my master taught me. Although I only learned the first seven needles, I don't know if I'm sure I can save your son, but I try my best to cure him." Then he began to apply the needle.

Jiangning looked at it and laughed. It wasn't the hanging life needling method he had created before. Later he taught it to an old friend. Unexpectedly, he met his friend's Apprentice.

He was quite curious about whether this man could really use the seven needles of condensate gas, so he observed silently, but the more he looked at him, the more angry he was. Finally, he could not help saying, "if Wang Hai is alive in heaven, he might sit up in anger when he sees you applying the needles like this."

Wang Yuan was sweating. When he heard this, he felt a tremor in his heart. At the same time, his hand shook, and the needle was crooked.

I haven't heard this familiar name for many years. For Master Wang Hai, he is more like his father. He picked him up from childhood and taught him medical skills.

"How do you know my master's name?" Wang Yuan was surprised.

"Oh, I taught your master how to hang his life. Why do you think I know him?" Jiangning didn't hide it.

Wang Yuan remembered what the master had said to himself before, "are you Jiang... Immortal Jiang?"

Jiangning did not answer, just nodded.

The doubt in his heart was confirmed. Wang Yuan knew that the flood had washed the Dragon King Temple, so he had to say to Zhao Kang: "there is nothing I can do about Mr. Zhao's illness. Now the only one who can save Mr. Zhao is Mr. Jiang."

Zhao Kang looked at Wang Yuan and his son, gritted his teeth and said, "OK, I promise you, but you have to save my son first!"

Jiangning is no nonsense. He takes out a cloth bag from his body and unfolds it. It turns out that it is also a set of silver needles. Half of them are twined with Youlong and half with feifeng. They are extremely exquisite.

Jiangning took out eight silver needles and said to Wang Yuan, "take good care of them. Seven needles for condensing Qi need to be used to replenish Yang. Seven needles for condensing Qi need to be used in the Ming Dynasty, and one needle for gathering Qi in the dark. This is the real seven needles for condensing Qi."

Hearing this, Wang Yuan opened his eyes and focused on Jiangning's action. His action was extremely fast, and seven needles were completed at one go. Zhao Da's face gradually became bloody.

Jiangning output all true Qi in the hands of the last needle, immediately after the needle.

"Hiss, is this the real seven needles? I have been practising hard for more than ten years. I always thought that seven injections of condensed Qi only need seven injections. I didn't expect that there was another one in the dark. Am I really wrong? "

Wang Yuan said in surprise, and rushed to Zhao Da with his pulse.

"It's impossible. I'm alive. My pulse is getting stronger. It's magic. It's magic."

Jiangning closed the needle, breathed out a breath and stood up.

"Well, your son has been saved. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise and apologize to my wife."

"Well, if you say live, live? Who knows if you've made a false impression of my son's coming back to life by some dirty means. " Zhao Kang looks ugly and does not speak, but his wife is the first to speak.

"Hiss, mom and Dad, why are you here?" Zhao Da, who had been unconscious before, actually spoke at this time, pushed Wang Yuan away and stood up.