Chapter 490

The man turned on his mobile phone and turned on the city's news media. When he looked at it carefully, it was really interesting.

Although it's not as hot as the headlines, it's novel, and we are still very concerned about it.

The headline of the news is: the ignorant youth gamble on themselves and fight against the authority of the first hospital! Who will win?

"Damn, there is such a fool who gambles on himself."

"There is no wonder in the world."

"I've heard about this. I happened to be in the hospital before. I heard that the mother of that clock club had heart failure. She was dirty and black and necrotic because of too much toxin accumulation. There was no possibility of bringing the dead back to life."

“……”

More and more people are talking about it.

Compared with the outside world, the ward is very quiet.

"Little sister, you can sleep for a while and see grandma when you wake up." In the ward, Qin Lang first gave Zhong Hui's daughter a needle to let her sleep temporarily.

Zhong Hui's mother has stepped into the palace of hell, her eyes are blank, trying to focus, but her pupils are still lax at a slow speed.

"What three days, only three hours." With a frown, Qin Lang sat beside her and began to pulse.

Before the hospital and he have decided that the clock will mother up to three days. But now it seems that there are really three hours left. Who would have thought that her heart would not hold up now.

Time has to be stepped up.

Similarly, after Qin Lang made Zhong Hui's mother temporarily unconscious, he took out the silver needle.

"This time the treatment cost me a lot. I have to be more careful." Qin Lang said to himself with a dignified look, which meant a big fight.

In the past, "needle insertion and needle extraction" was a general operation, which was not a high-end operation at all for his master disciple.

But if we still use the old method, it will certainly be ineffective.

"Apprentice, I'll never use the method I taught you until I have to."

Qin Lang still remembers the picture of Professor Yang Xuanyi's advice before his move.

He also knows that this kind of treatment is a great loss to his body!

After that, Qin Lang took out dozens of silver needles and squeezed a little sweat out of his forehead.

"Resist the needle with Qi, rise!"

Qin Lang pinched out two fingers, pointed to a silver needle and raised it heavily.

The magic thing happened. The silver needle floated and began to swim along with Qin Lang's fingertips.

It's like the Sword Fairy in the fantasy novel, controlling the sword with Qi!

But Qin Lang will never think of it, because it's too much nonsense.

I saw that floating in the air around the silver needle, as if there was a colorless invisible gas around. Or maybe it's the gas that keeps it afloat.

When Qin Lang first met him, he felt that this technique was quite magical and was greatly shocked.

"The needle also has a soul. You have to communicate with it with the breath in your body."

His master Yang Xuan once said so.

But when he communicated, the breath of silver needle was different from that of master. He used the strange power in his body.

At this time, Qin Lang only used the first silver needle, and the veins on his forehead appeared faintly, and sweat oozed out a lot.

We can imagine how much his consumption is at this time.

This technique is really amazing. Because of this, it is more difficult to control.

"Get up!"

This time it was the second one. Qin Lang once again floated a silver needle.

"Up again!"

The third, the fourth, all the way to the last seven!

Second, Qin Lang made preparations for the treatment, using seven silver needles to resist the strange smell in his body.

"Hoo..."

Qin Lang felt short of breath and his face turned red.

But we have to bite our teeth and stick to it!

"Qixing Xuming Qi needling technique, start!"

As Qin Lang spewed out a mysterious needling technique, the seven silver needles floating in the air began to swim slowly, repeatedly looking for their fixed position, and they were busy one after another.

At the same time, Qin Lang's fingers are also making very subtle adjustments. Those silver needles that seem to have their own consciousness are actually made under the subtle adjustments of Qin Lang's fingers.

Qin Lang's hands seem to be operating puppets, and those silver needles are his puppets.

"That's a lot of consumption." Qin Lang's heart was heavy, and then he arranged seven silver needles into a plane Beidou Seven Star array, with each silver needle vertically downward.

This technique of needling is called seven star life continuation, which is based on the scattered pattern of the Big Dipper in the sky.

Qin Lang didn't know who was the first person to realize this set of needling. He could do such a magical thing."Fall!"

When he moved the seven silver needles to a specific position, Qin Lang flipped his two fingers, palmed down, and then pressed down, trying to press the silver needles down.

Below is the mother of Zhong Hui.

"Tanzhong, Tianren, Baiyin, Kailiu..."

Qin Lang murmured and recited seven obscure nouns.

Some of these nouns are names of stars and some of acupoints.

As soon as he finished reading, the silver needles fell down and went into the mother's body.

And the tail of the Big Dipper just landed at the heart. The rest of the silver needles, also in accordance with the extended distribution of the Big Dipper totem, fell in the corresponding position.

Some of them are in the liver, some in the abdomen and some in the stomach.

The treatment is on the right track, but this is the beginning of Qin Lang's real challenge.

From the moment he stepped into traditional Chinese medicine, Qin Lang felt that what he learned was different from the traditional Chinese medicine in the common world.

Patients with lighter symptoms are OK. If they are serious, Qin Lang feels that he is not saving lives, but changing lives.

Every time, he felt that he had transferred his "spirit" to the other party.

Of course, he didn't know that the magic power in his body was the source of all diseases.

This is what he is most worried about. Now his mother is a candle in the wind. It's very difficult to change her life.

"Fight!"

Qin Lang clenched his teeth and began to change his life. Who told him to promise the meeting, but also took the bet.

Well, he started the bet.

Anyway, Qin Lang can't lose. Whether it's for yourself or for the bell club.

"Come back to life!"

As soon as Qin Lang's eyes closed and opened, an invisible force came out of his body, followed a certain path to the silver needle, and then followed the silver needle into his mother's body.

Feel a warm air into her body, clock will suddenly wake up, the body shook.

And her eyes also instantly recovered, no longer eyes.

At the same time, her heart is filled with the joy of the rest of her life, as well as that kind of unknown doubts.