After a while, Mr. Han found another pair of golden needles, two of which were more than a hundred.

Mo Wen took the golden needle, and didn't say much. He walked to the bed and glanced at the patient, then reached out to the sandalwood box and touched it. Several golden needles were clamped between his fingers in the blink of an eye.

He lifted the bedding, and slowly inserted three golden needles into Mr. Yun's heart. Then he took out a few golden needles from the box and inserted them into the cerebral cortex. Then, golden needles were constantly pierced in his arms, legs, soles, and spine.

Mo Wen is very careful. He dares not be careless at all. After all, the insertion of the golden needle is key areas such as the human body's blood vessels and meridians. A slight mistake may lead to the patient's death. Moreover, the more golden needles, the more difficult it is. You must control the overall situation. Even if you make a mistake in the order of inserting the needle, you may fail.

Everyone in the room looked at Mo Wen intently, nervous, expectant, curious, and more worried. After all, Mo Wen is just a teenager, and it is hard for people to believe that he can do things that so many experts and masters can do.

Mr. Han squinted his eyes and stared at Mo Wen. Perhaps the patient did not understand acupuncture, but he was an expert in this art. He knew very well how much risk it would be to penetrate the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body. Once he could not master it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But he didn't say it, because he knew that after he said it, it would be impossible for others to let Mo Wen treat it, but what can they do if Mo Wen doesn't let Mo Wen take action? They were not sure about treating the patient, otherwise it wouldn't be delayed for several years. If Mo Wen doesn't let Mo Wen take action, Mr. Yun will still die. Since they can't save him, why not let Mo Wen take action? Perhaps there might be a miracle.

It took a full half an hour to pierce the eighty-one golden needles into Mr. Yun's body. There was no way. If it were the Divine Doctor Mo in his previous life, it would naturally not take so long, and it could be done in minutes.

But it's different now. Mo Wen's first time using his current body to perform acupuncture techniques was definitely not as skilled as before. Moreover, in that lifetime, Doctor Mo had internal energy, clever ears and eyes, strong perception, flexible and accurate hands and feet, and it was naturally extremely simple to use the golden needle technique.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Mo Wen secretly decided that he would cultivate his internal energy in the future, otherwise many medical skills would not be able to be used, so that a minor illness would be so troublesome.

"How is it, is it okay?"

Seeing Mo Wen stop, Yun Xiaoman couldn't wait to ask, and the person who was most worried in the room was naturally her, and she never relaxed.

"It'll be enough for ten minutes."

Mo Wen nodded slightly. This technique is called the Golden Needle Seal Acupoint. With the interference of the Golden Needle, it blocks the acupoints and meridians in the body from the outside to the inside, hindering the further onset of toxins, and even compresses the toxins together and blocks them into fixed meridians and cannot come out.

The purple, blue and white poison is a toxin attached to the meridians, so the golden needle sealing technique has a great effect on the inhibition of purple, blue and white poison, and can quickly suppress the onset of toxicity.

However, this is just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause. A large number of purple, blue and white poisons gather in the meridians and will explode in the future, and once they break out, it will become more rapid. This poison is notoriously difficult to deal with. It is impossible to cure it without removing all the toxins from the body. Mo Wen is just temporarily suppressing the toxins.

"Wait for ten minutes?"

Mr. Pan and Vice President Zeng looked at each other and saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes. They only had a little understanding of acupuncture, so they didn't understand the mystery. Fortunately, after the acupuncture, the patient did not have any major problems, or even any changes, so they were not worried.

The other experts also looked at each other and couldn't see any of them. They could treat the disease without any drugs or medical devices, which really made people feel that it was not very real. However, they were not impatient and could work in the First Military Region Hospital. Patience and stability are naturally far beyond the reach of people.

Only Old Han's eyes were filled with shock, staring at the patient on the bed. With his understanding of the human body structure, all the eighty-one golden needles were inserted on the acupuncture points and meridians. With so many golden needles inserted into the acupuncture points of the human body, the patient did not have any discomfort. It can be said that it was a miracle. He could really use eighty-one golden needles to treat diseases at the same time!

Time passed by bit by bit, and time seemed to slow down in the quiet and serious ward, and everyone seemed to be able to hear their heartbeat. However, before waiting for ten minutes, someone discovered something.

"That...! That golden needle."

Shen Jing pointed to the golden needle on Mr. Yun's body, staring at the boss's eyes wide, as if she had seen something incredible.

Her words immediately made everyone else focus on the golden needle.

"The color has changed...!"

"How could it be!"

"What's going on?"

...

The colors of the golden needles inserted into Mr. Yun's body changed. The surface was covered with a layer of purple-cyan light, as if the golden needles were thrown into the paint and dyed the color. The refracted purple-cyan luster made people feel that it was an illusion.

"Take the poison! Those weird toxins are really forced out."

Mr. Han stepped forward in surprise and looked at the patient on the bed excitedly. He had thought of many ways before, trying to pull out the toxins in Mr. Yun's body, but the toxin was really difficult. Not only did it fail, it made the toxin rebound quickly, prompting the toxin to explode early.

But now, the toxins that had caused him headaches for many years were gradually withdrawn from the patient's body, so how could he not be ecstatic?

"Is Mr. Yun's disease really caused by toxins?"

A look of surprise flashed in Old Pan's eyes, looking at the golden needles that were gradually deepening in disbelief. The scene in front of him really made him feel a little incredible. Although he had known that the acupuncture techniques of the ancient Chinese Kingdom were profound and profound, when he appeared in front of him, he was still shocked.

"Yes, actually, I have long suspected that it was a strange disease caused by some kind of strange poison. Unfortunately, I have never found a solution. Today I saw Mo Wen reach the same conclusion, so I asked him to help with treatment."

Old Han took a deep breath and looked at Mo Wen with a little meaning. He had just been lucky before, and he could say that he was a dead horse as a living horse, but Mo Wen really gave him a surprise.

Mo Wen glanced at the patient on the bed, and his face was always calm as usual. Although the purpose of the golden needle was to block the meridians and hinder the spread of toxins, it also had a certain effect of removing the poison.

The toxins in the patient's body cover the whole body. Once the golden needle blocks the meridians and gathers the toxins together, it will naturally cause the toxin to be too thick and overflow, and then some of the toxins are excreted from the body through the golden needle.

Ten minutes later, almost all of the eighty-one golden needles turned deep and purple, flashing with a cold light, like lurking poisonous snakes.

However, the patient had an amazing change at this time. The terrifying blue-purple color on the surface of his body gradually began to fade, and it disappeared in a short while. Mr. Yun's skin basically returned to the normal skin color.

"It's really good."

Mr. Pan looked back at Mo Wen, and a complex look flashed in his eyes. He was really just a student who failed the college entrance examination? Why did he feel like a master of medical skills at this time?

Zeng Yanfeng also touched his nose and stood in front of the hospital bed with some embarrassment. He had taught people a lesson that he was talking nonsense, but at this time the facts were in front of him. His previous words were thrust hard on his old face. He lived a long time ago. This was the first time in front of a junior that he felt that his face was gone.

However, Mr. Yun's illness could be suppressed, and he felt relieved and felt a little grateful to Mo Wen.

Seeing that the patient was basically getting better, Mo Wen got up and walked out of the ward. As for how the patient would deal with it later, it was naturally not his business.

"Don't ask me, please wait!"
Chapter completed!