Although Mu Xuelan expected some traditional Chinese medicine techniques that Ye Chen might use, she never expected that Ye Chen would actually use acupuncture treatment.

Acupuncture is the most basic treatment method in traditional Chinese medicine, but Mu Xuelan still feels that there are some fantasy when it comes to treating tumors.

"I do have a silver needle. Wait for me and I'll bring it to you now."

As a member of the traditional Chinese medicine family, Mu Xuelan has his own set of silver needles for acupuncture.

However, under normal circumstances, Mu Xuelan uses needles in hospitals and rarely uses his own silver needles.

Since Ye Chen pointed out that he wanted the silver needle, Mu Xuelan could only take out his silver needle first.

She was also a little curious about how Ye Chen used these silver needles to treat tumors.

If it really succeeds, it will inevitably cause a huge storm in the medical community.

"Brother Ye, are you sure?"

Qiu Yuqing looked at Ye Chen with a nervous look on her face.

Now Ye Chen has become her only hope.

If Ye Chen could not stabilize her father's condition, Qiu Yuqing really didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry, your brother Ye has taken action, there is nothing that cannot be done." Ye Chen showed a smile on his face, comforting Qiu Yuqing.

"Some people should not talk big. This is not a game. It is a big deal about human life. If something happens, you will be the murderer."

The male doctor sneered and looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy face.

"I naturally know that this is a matter of life. Unfortunately, some people don't seem to know that this Municipal People's Hospital is a more famous hospital in China Overseas. I didn't expect that this medical skill is not as good as the market says."

Ye Chen glanced at the male doctor and said calmly.

"You..." The male doctor's face changed, and anger flashed in his eyes.

But when I saw Qiu Zhigang on the hospital bed, a sneer suddenly appeared on my face.

Now that you are crazy, you will know the price of rampantness later.

He didn't believe it anymore. Just a few silver needles could still kill the tumor?

You think it's a balloon.

Soon, Mu Xuelan walked into the ward with a wooden box.

"This is the silver needle my father created for me, and I will lend it to you first."

Mu Xuelan handed the wooden box in her hand to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen reached out to take the wooden box, and felt a heavy feeling.

"Good thing, this wooden box is not made of ordinary wood, right? Looking at the texture, is it the best agarwood?"

Ye Chen looked at the wooden box in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Agarwood is one of the most precious woods in China. With such a large box, there are also a lot of agarwood used.

This wooden box alone is of great value.

It seems that this Dr. Mu has a good family background, otherwise it would be difficult to use such precious agarwood to create this acupuncture box.

"This gentleman has a good attitude, and this wooden box is indeed made of agarwood." Mu Xuelan nodded, with a look of pride on her face.

This set of acupuncture boxes and the silver needles in it are all things she loves very much.

There are not many people who know goods in the hospital on weekdays. Now that Ye Chen has recognized him at a glance, Mu Xuelan suddenly becomes much happier.

Ye Chen opened the wooden box, and twenty or thirty silver needles appeared in front of Ye Chen.

There are silver needles of all sizes and styles, and they are all available.

Ye Chen nodded, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

He is worthy of being a doctor from a Chinese medicine family. At least the silver needle is equipped with a complete set of conditions, which is completely enough for him to use.

"I'm going to apply an injection to my uncle. When I apply an injection, don't disturb me, otherwise some accidents may occur."

Ye Chen turned around and looked at the people in the ward and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ye, don't worry, I won't let others disturb you."

Qiu Yuqing nodded, her face full of firmness.

"Since I'm in this ward, there will be no other doctors coming in. You can apply the injection at will, but the time can't be delayed for too long."

Mu Xuelan spoke at this time.

"Doctor Zun, is it appropriate to just let him apply an injection?"

The male doctor frowned and said in a deep voice: "If anything goes wrong, I'm afraid the president and the director will blame him."

"It's okay, I'll take on the responsibility." Mu Xuelan frowned slightly and said firmly.

Seeing this, the male doctor stopped talking.

He knew Mu Xuelan's origin. If something really happened, Mu Xuelan would have the responsibility to resist this, and it had nothing to do with him.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, helped Qiu Zhigang up from the bed, leaned on the back of the bed, and kept him upright.

Then Ye Chen took out a silver needle from the wooden box, his eyes condensed, and he inserted it directly into Qiu Zhigang's Baihui acupoint.

All two-inch long silver needles were stabbed into the Baihui acupoint, leaving only a small piece of silver needles exposed outside.

Mu Xuelan's pupils shrank slightly, and a solemn look flashed in her eyes, and she almost couldn't help but step forward to stop Ye Chen.

Baihui point is one of the most important acupoints on the human body.

She had never heard of this acupuncture technique that inserted all the silver needles into the Baihui point.

Once the patient is wrong, the patient may even be in danger of life.

This person is sure he knows acupuncture?

However, when Mu Xuelan thought of Ye Chen's words, she stopped.

The needles were all pricked, and it was meaningless to go forward to stop them at this time.

If Ye Chen's acupuncture is really disturbed, it will be even more troublesome.

Mu Xuelan regretted that she let Ye Chen make trouble.

Ye Chen didn't care what the others were thinking at this time, and then picked up a few silver needles and stuck them on other acupoints on his head.

Although it looks a bit messy, the silver needles that Ye Chen stabbed surrounded Qiu Zhigang's head.

Then Ye Chen took a deep breath, his thumb and ten fingers slightly gathered together, and pinched the top of the silver needle and rotated slightly.

Widths of energy flowed through Ye Chen's fingers and poured into Qiu Zhigang's head along the silver needle.

If you look closer, you can see that Ye Chen's fingers and the silver needle have not had direct contact.

But as Ye Chen's fingers moved, the silver needle on the head was also moving.

Not long after, like a burst of white mist floating out of the silver needle, dissipating in the air like water vapor.

Mu Xuelan's face moved slightly, and subconsciously walked to the other side of the ice bed, and looked carefully at Qiu Zhigang's head.

From Mu Xuelan's perspective, Ye Chen's fingers did not touch the silver needle at all, but the silver needle actually rotated.

Not only that, Mu Xuelan felt a slight heat spreading out of Qiu Zhigang's head.

This technique reminded Mu Xuelan of a needle application technique recorded in traditional Chinese medicine classics.

"Is this... using Qi to control the needle?"

Mu Xuelan subconsciously exclaimed, and looked at Ye Chen's right hand with a burning look, her face full of shock.
Chapter completed!