northernbook Chapter 1258 Divine Needle\\r
Chapter 1258 Divine Needle\\r
The Song family is a big family, with more than 50 people in the immediate family alone, almost all of them are packed in this small courtyard.
These people are people who have been in high positions for a long time and are pampered. When they see Su Chen trying to push hard, they blow their beards and stare at each other.
Some young people even stepped forward to stop Su Chen, but they fell over with a light bump from him.
The boss of the Song family pointed at Su Chen and shouted angrily, "Stop him, stop him!
But all of them were like bowling balls that were hit, and they fell down with a light touch by Su Chen.
Su Chen didn't want to hurt them either. After all, they were all from the Song family. When he rescued Mr. Song, everything would come to an end.
Facing the attack of more than 50 people, Su Chen was like no one.
Song Jianing, who saw this scene, shouted loudly, "Don't fight.
Who would listen at this point? Just in vain.
Su Chen used his body technique, passed through the crowd, went up the steps, and was about to enter, but the door was blocked by Uncle Song Jianing and his second uncle.
At this moment, a strong wind came from the back of his head.
I saw a young man with a "seven-seven-seven" year holding a brick he didn't know where to pick it up, and slapped Su Chen on the back of the head with a whistling wind. The man's face was ruthless, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
However, just when the slab was about to pat the back of Su Chen's head, a shocking force suddenly came. The young man flew out and fell to the ground. Fortunately, his forehead hit the brick protruding from the edge of the vegetable border. On the stone, the blood flowed suddenly.
"Humph!" Su Chen's face was sinking like water. If it were an ordinary person, the brick just now would at least be a concussion, or even more serious. After all, the back of the head is a relatively fragile part of the human body. Looking at the young man's skillful technique, he knows that Not many yin people.
Now let him learn a lesson.
A woman with rich jewels and jewels ran out of the crowd and cried, "Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang."
The head of the Song family who stopped in front of Su Chen's face changed greatly, and he was about to get angry. At this time, he grabbed his shoulders firmly with both hands, like iron tongs, and lifted him up and put him aside.
He glanced at him and saw Su Chen holding his second dick with the other hand, his face was flat.
Su Chen put them aside, passed the woman in the white coat, opened the door, and walked in.
The moment he entered, the door closed by itself.
A group of people were afraid that Su Chen would be bad for the old man, so they hurried in, but no matter how they pushed, the door would remain motionless.
The people in the hospital were anxious for a while, and the eldest son of the Song family shouted anxiously: "Quickly call Director Zhao of the Provincial Security Office!"
Su Chen went straight to Mr. Song's room, and saw an old man in a Tang suit, with silver-white hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, standing beside the bed. He was in good spirits.
Su Chen thought to himself, this should be the national player Hu Shizhi.
Seeing someone coming in, Hu Shizhi was very surprised, looked at Su Chen, frowned, and said, "You are not from the Song family, who are you?"
Su Chen didn't answer, but went straight to the bed and looked at Song Weiguo.
At this time, Song Weiguo was lying quietly on the bed, his face was yellow and his sparse hair was messy.
Su Chen put his hand on his wrist.
"What are you doing? Who the hell are you? How did you get in?" Hu Shizhi was like a cat with fried fur.
Su Chen ignored it, but carefully sensed Song Weiguo's pulse, and within a few tens of seconds, he murmured: "It's okay, it's not too late, it's still in a hurry. 99
Hu Shizhi was about to get angry. Song Weiguo had already been diagnosed by him, but it wasn't long before a young man suddenly popped up and said something in a hurry. Isn't this a slap in the face?
He is known as a national player who saves the dead and bones. He usually serves several central leaders. He is also the honorary director of the China VIA Health Care Committee and an expert who enjoys medical allowances. When has anyone doubted his diagnosis?
Su Chen took out a blood essence pill from a small jade bottle on his body, put it in the palm of his hand, looked at Hu Shizhi next to him, and said, "Go find a bowl of warm water, and then divide this pill into two halves, half Melt into warm water."
Seeing Su Chen beat him up, Hu Shizhi was about to get angry, but when his eyes saw the bloodless elixir, he seemed to have been hacked. He was so shocked that he could put an egg in his mouth, saying :"This this…
"Come on, don't dawdle."
Hu Shizhi, who was still arrogant at first, gave Su Chen a deep look, as if to see through him, and immediately took the medicinal pill from Su Chen's hand carefully, smelling the fragrance of the blood essence pill, and his heart was even more intense. of excitement.
He carefully melted half of the medicinal pill in the warm water, and brought it over with extreme caution.
Su Chen glanced at him and said, "Give it to the old man!"
Hu Shizhi lost his arrogance at this time, and obediently gave this bowl of water with half a blood essence and blood to Old Master Song to drink.
The old man was still in a coma at this time, and most of the potion had flowed out. Hu Shizhi was dying of heartache.
It took a long time to pour the potion into it.
Putting Mr. Song down, Hu Shizhi looked at Su Chen with curiosity and confusion in his eyes. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't open his mouth.
"Did you bring a silver needle?
Hu Shizhi nodded quickly and said, "I brought it."
"Bring it to me."
Su Chen originally wanted to use spiritual power to condense the needles, but it was too much spiritual power. With silver needles, it could save some spiritual power.
After all, it is a national player who serves the leadership. This set of silver needles is carefully customized, which is very good.
Su Chen nodded, took one from the inside, used the spiritual power in his body, and stabbed it on Song Weiguo's acupuncture point.
Hu Shizhi on the other side was shocked at this moment, without him, just because Su Chen's technique is too clever, he can't be compared at all..0
The silver needle glowed with blue light, stabbed the acupuncture point on Song Weiguo violently, shook it a few times with a special frequency, and immediately pulled it out, continuing to search for the next acupoint.
'This is actually the legendary acupuncture using qi! I am afraid that this person's martial arts cultivation will reach the sky, and the technique of applying needles is an extremely clever technique.
"This old man is not dreaming again, is it?"
Hu Shizhi no longer dared to underestimate Su Chen at this time, not to mention the magic pill just now, the number of acupuncture and moxibustion now is not something he can use.
"The old man has lived his whole life, and today I opened my eyes!"
Su Chen didn't care about other people's opinions, he concentrated on mobilizing his spiritual power, and stabbed Song Weiguo on the acupoints.
This is not an ordinary acupuncture technique, but a technique of acupuncture known as the Divine Needle of Life Transmutation, which cannot be performed by mortals at all, and can only be performed by qi cultivators.
It looked like it was a needle, but it actually relied on spiritual power. The moment he stabbed it, the needle glow formed by the spiritual power stayed in the acupoint, constantly stimulating the acupoint.
A total of 108 acupuncture points need to be left with needle awns, and finally they will resonate, the Qi and the machine will be connected, and the essence and blood pill solution just taken will stimulate the vitality of the body.
It was obvious that every time Su Chen pierced an acupuncture point, Song Weiguo's face became more bloody.
Although there was a silver needle to help, it still took a lot of spiritual power. A layer of sweat appeared on Su Chen's forehead, but his hand was still steady, and he stabbed one acupoint one by one without any hassle.
What does Hu Shizhi see today? What is the magic skill? Su Chen's acupuncture skill is absolutely unmatched in China, and no one can compare with it. Compared with Su Chen, his medical skills are like a child playing at home. Same.
When Su Chen stabbed the last acupuncture point, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the bedroom, a blue light flashed from the top of Song Weiguo's head to the soles of his feet, and the 0.8 disappeared immediately.
At this time, Song Weiguo's face was ruddy, his breathing was slow, and he looked like a sleeping old man. No one could have imagined that a few minutes ago, this old man was terminally ill, and even almost died.
Su Chen took back the silver needle, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that he is finally healed, and he should wake up in a few hours.
boom!
At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and a team of heavily armed guards broke in, their dark muzzles aimed at Su Chen.
There was a group of people behind. The eldest of the Song family saw the silver needle in Su Chen's hand, and his heart tightened. He pointed at Su Chen and shouted loudly, "What did you do just now?"
Su Chen did not panic at all, smiled indifferently, and asked: "What can I do? Of course, it is to treat the old man. 35
"Healing? I think you are conspiring to murder the old man!
Speaking of this, he said to a lean middle-aged man next to him: "Director Song, that's him, he not only forced his way in, but also wanted to do something wrong, you should arrest him quickly, if he resists, I suggest you stay on the spot. Kill!