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In the vast lands of China, there were countless legends. As for the legend of the Black Fiend Blood Needle, it was even more widespread.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were ten Magi, each of whom was a powerful Magus, capable of healing ghosts and gods. At that time, everyone was a Witch, and their family was the history of Witchcraft, but all of them were powerless.

The almighty was an upright God, above and below the heavens, giving orders to the masses, but his methods were difficult to cultivate, and his talents declined, unable to continue on; his abilities were for profit. His methods were not easy, but his benefits were greater than his heart.

However, his shaman turned into a stealer. In the daytime, he would cure people; in the night, he would poison people with the poison, but the magic used mainly black needles. The needle would always be black when he saved people; when he killed, the needle would turn into a poison, and it would gradually turn into a red.

Therefore, when Jiang Chen saw the black needle, he felt a sense of disgust. However, he did not take action, because right now, he did not know if this Professor Xi Village had some sort of scheme up his sleeve.

"Doctor Li, can this West Village Professor really save that little girl?" We just announced our deaths! " At this time, a young assistant doctor looked at Doctor Li and asked.

Doctor Li shook his head and said, "Strictly speaking, it is possible to declare death. Moreover, I don't really believe that this West Village Professor can really save that girl. However, he probably understands this logic better than I do, so if he knows that there are tigers in the mountain and he prefers the tigers to him walking in the mountain, then maybe he has some sort of miraculous method up his sleeve, let's take a look first! "

"It's just that, I feel that it's a bit ironic. In China, this Chinaman is using the acupuncture techniques that our ancestors taught him. To us, this is the biggest irony!" Although the assistant doctor was a bit young, he did not expect that he was actually a young man who was keen on his own culture.

Doctor Li turned his head and looked at him. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say a word. If the Old Ancestor lost his things, so be it. To put it nicely, it was just a Chinese and Western combination!

After the two of them finished their conversation, they once again quietly looked at the West Village Professor, following everyone's gaze.

He saw that Professor Xi Village's hands were constantly rubbing the black needles, and the sweat on his forehead was also gradually rolling down to the ground. Especially those black needles.

In everyone's hearts, they had seen acupuncture before, but they had never seen a black needle turning red. Such a miraculous thing, it seemed that the West Village Professor truly deserved his reputation.

But in Jiang Chen's heart, he understood that this West Village Professor really did not have good intentions. However, using this method to deal with a kid was a bit too much.

Although Jiang Chen knew that the West Village Professor had already infected the little girl, but it was not to the point that her life was in danger.

For ordinary people, time passed by very quickly, but for those in the lobby, it seemed to be very slow. It took a very, very long time before a second would pass.

As for the little girl who was lying on the stretcher, she suddenly moved due to the tense atmosphere.

"Rui Rui moved, Rui Rui's fingers moved …" Jiang Li pulled Boss Zheng's arm and pointed at his daughter as he spoke with wild joy.

Boss Zheng was stunned. He didn't notice these details, but when he looked carefully at the little girl's finger, he saw that everything was normal. He turned to Jiang Li and said, "Why didn't I see you move? Are you seeing things? "

"No, no, I am absolutely not mistaken. Rui's fingers did move. " Jiang Li immediately tensed up. She was afraid, afraid that others would refute her.

Boss Zheng looked at the haggard Jiang Li and thought that she was hallucinating. She did not say anything else and turned her head to continue looking at Rui Rui.

"Cough, cough, cough …"

However, what made him happy was that Rui Rui, who was lying on the stretcher, suddenly coughed.

To the bystanders, these coughs were naturally very common, but to the people in the great hall, they were incomparably precious. Especially Boss Zheng and Jiang Li, they had already rushed over long ago.

"Rui, Rui Rui …"

Boss Zheng and Jiang Li were ecstatic. They never would have thought that Hong Bo's emergency doctor, a patient that they had already abandoned, would actually be revived by the Oriental people. This was truly a miracle!

"Father, mother …" Rui's two greetings instantly caused Boss Zheng and Jiang Li to shed tears like the rain, and they embraced the child in their arms.

Standing at the side, the Vice General Manager Wu Xu suddenly looked at Wang Shuo, revealing a puzzled expression. However, Wang Shuo did not pay attention to him. Instead, he had a high and mighty expression on his face as he looked at everyone in the hall, especially Jiang Chen.

"It's too amazing. Anyone without any signs of life can be saved with acupuncture. I … I'm not dreaming, am I? "

"Sigh, I think such a talent should be recruited into our hospital. If that's the case, our hongbo hospital's reputation will definitely rise to an unprecedented level."

"That's right, we just want to invite him over. If his salary is less than a million, he definitely won't come over."

A few nurses and doctors were whispering to each other. However, Doctor Li glanced at them and said, "Look at the problem, it's really too simple." Our hongbo hospital is very famous in China, but our international standing is still very low. As a result, there was no chance for him to kill this God. "No matter how much money they give, they won't come."

Everyone finally calmed down, and Zhao Ruoli also looked at Jiang Chen beside him. He nudged him with his elbow and said somewhat sarcastically: "My Gold Tomb Medical Academy's Professor Jiang from hongbo hospital, look at him. He's a student from a famous high school. For a talent like him, do you think that the Boss Tang would not stay? "

Jiang Chen glanced at her, then said: "If I say that Asian man is a Witch Doctor, would you believe me?"

"What witch doctor? "You don't have anything weird to talk about, do you?" Zhao Ruoli rolled his eyes at Jiang Chen. This brat's mouth, could never spit out anything good.