Chapter 5 Are you cheap?

Song Ling'er rushed over like crazy, but Chen Yu had already come back carrying Song Wanzhang.

"Don't move!"

Chen Yu turned around fiercely and shouted to silence everyone.

Even Song Linger was stunned for a moment.

Then Chen Yu turned around and faced Song Wanzhang.

"Pop!"

Another two slaps hit Song Wanzhang's face, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Linger was so angry that she staggered and felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Zhang Qiaoyun's eyes went dark and he fainted from anger on the spot.

Song Ruyan is not much better, is this the miracle doctor she highly recommends?

Chen Yu ignored them and after the beating, he put Song Wanzhang into a strange posture.

Dean Qi quickly pushed Chen Yu aside and connected various instruments.

He had no time to scold Chen Yu now. As a doctor, his intuition made him feel that Song Wanzhang was in something wrong.

Seeing that he was panicking, Chen Yu explained:

"Don't be nervous. This is called Yang Lying. The stubborn dead blood clots in the patient's body have been dispersed by me using strong force and infuriating energy. Now as long as you keep this position and don't move, the patient will wake up in five minutes. After that, he will wake up after another five minutes.

able......"

"fart!"

Before Chen Yu could finish speaking, Dean Qi cursed angrily, pointing at Chen Yu with an extremely ferocious face:

"You fucking beat Lao Song to death!"

One sentence was said, shocking to death!

Everyone in the Song family felt as if they were struck by lightning, and looked at the connected instruments again.

A straight line!

No breath!

No heartbeat!

No pulse!

The Song family looked dull and found it difficult to accept.

Dean Qi was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Originally, Old Song could have lasted for another hour, but now there is nothing left. You murderer, you have harmed Old Song!"

Chen Yu glanced at Song Ling'er. Normally, he wouldn't care at all, but he still cared more about the Three Pure Lotus Body.

"You can't just trust the instruments. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. How can it be compared to Western medicine that has a history of hundreds of years?"

"Chen Yu!" Song Ling'er couldn't hear it. She grabbed the knife on the table, her eyes were red: "The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!"

Chen Yu quickly dodged: "Just wait for another five minutes, this is called turtle resting..."

"Huh!" Suddenly an angry roar came from outside the door: "If you wait five minutes, everyone will be dead!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they saw an old man with gray hair and a boyish face, and a fairy-like manner being led in by the Song family.

"Doctor Liao!"

In an instant, everyone was ignited with hope. When Zhang Qiaoyun woke up and saw Liao Xuanji, she burst into tears:

"Uncle Liao, you must save Lao Song."

Liao Xuanji ignored everyone, but quickly pulled up Zhang Qiaoyun:

"Xiaoyun, don't worry, for the sake of your father, the old medicine god, I will spare no effort."

Zhang Qiaoyun's father was the former God of Medicine in Tianhai City. He often helped him find rare medicinal materials and helped him achieve the reputation of a miracle doctor.

Liao Xuanji came to the bed and gave Chen Yu a fierce look.

The servants of the Song family told him the general situation when they picked him up, so he had an extremely bad attitude towards Chen Yu.

"Humph, what nonsense."

"Go away!"

Chen Yu frowned. He could tolerate Song Ling'er, but that didn't mean anyone could scold him.

"Hey!" But at this moment, a soft jade hand took Chen Yu's arm.

Turning around, I saw it was my aunt Song Ruyan.

"Come here."

Song Ruyan pulled Chen Yu aside, still so gentle.

However, the previous "Mr. Chen" became "Hello".

Obviously, Song Ruyan was also disappointed with Chen Yu.

Liao Xuanji, who was beside the hospital bed, took Song Wanzhang's arm and felt his pulse.

Upon closer inspection, we discovered that Song Wanzhang's left hand only had three fingers, and the other two were obviously amputated.

Not only that, there was a long scar on his stomach that extended to his neck.

Liao Xuanji scolded Chen Yu while feeling his pulse:

"Trash with evil intentions. Xiao Song was in a car accident five years ago. Not only did he lose his fingers, he also suffered external injuries. The most fatal thing was his internal injuries."

"And you loser, you beat him when his internal injuries are so serious? And you keep talking about treatment? You fucking idiot, do you know about treatment? Where did you get this bastard?"

The last sentence made Chen Yu frown, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Song Ruyan was startled by the sudden fierceness of Chen Yu, but a woman's intuition made her hold Chen Yu tightly.

Listening to Song Xuanji talking about the car accident, the Song family looked sad. Seventy-seven forty-nine people died in the tragic car accident five years ago. Song Wanzhang was lucky to be able to save his life.

But can this life that has been forcibly hung finally be unable to hold on today?

Song Ling'er bit her lip. Her father had doted on her the most since she was a child. She didn't want to lose her father:

"Grandpa Liao, please save my father. As long as you can save him, I can agree to your grandson's last marriage proposal!"

Liao Xuanji, who was still scolding Chen Yu, his hands trembled and his heart was ecstatic.

Song Ling'er is the number one goddess in Tianhai. His grandson is so obsessed with her that he doesn't think about food and tea. After being rejected the last time he proposed marriage, he is looking for death.

For a whole year, it was like an eggplant beaten by frost. It was so wilted that it worried the grandfather.

"Haha, okay, okay, Ling'er, even if you don't tell me, I will try my best to save your dad, but it's best to be close to each other, naturally it's best."

The old man is very angry now:

"It just so happens that I have recently learned the first six needles of the legendary Nine Yang Guishen Needle, so I will let Xiao Song be the first beneficiary to ensure that the needle will help the person survive!"

Liao Xuanji didn't waste any time and quickly took out the silver needle.

In fact, after taking his pulse, he was a little confused as to why Song Wanzhang's physical condition was inexplicably better even though he wasn't breathing.

However, for the sake of his grandson's happiness, he couldn't care so much and started to give the injection directly.

But the first silver needle had just stuck.

"Beep!"

The machine actually started to buzz, and various data soared rapidly!

Chen Yu also looked at the time and saw that five minutes were up.

"I'm alive! I'm actually alive!" Dean Qi was ecstatic and shouted in admiration:

"As expected of Dr. Liao, the person is alive as soon as the injection is given. It's absolutely amazing. It's absolutely amazing."

Other experts were also very excited: "What's wrong with Western medicine? Chinese medicine is amazing. It's amazing! It's amazing!"

The Song family was also ecstatic.

"Mr. Liao, thank you for your great kindness. I will never forget it!"

The whole room was filled with joy.

But Liao Xuanji, who was giving the injection, was stunned. He was in disbelief. Why was it different from the legend?

Doesn’t it say that the effect will only occur after six injections?

Could it be that...he is a genius? He realized the essence of the Nine Yang Guishen Needle the first time he used it?

But now that the person was alive, Liao Xuanji didn't think so much anymore, and quickly pricked himself with five remembering needles.

Seeing that all the data returned to normal, Liao Xuanji was happy to stop the injection.

My grandson’s happiness is secure!

Song Wanzhang woke up leisurely, but his eyes still had the confusion when he first woke up.

"I'm alive, I'm really alive!" Zhang Qiaoyun and Song Ling'er cried with joy: "Mr. Liao, thank you."

Liao Xuanji waved his hand: "It's a pity that the last three needles of the Nine Yang Guishen Needle have been lost. Otherwise, I would have the confidence to let Xiao Song get up and do somersaults."

As he said this, Liao Xuanji looked at Song Wanzhang's lying posture that was assumed by Chen Yu.

"What the hell kind of position is this? Only by laying it flat can the acupuncture move Qi better."

Liao Xuanji said that he was about to put Song Wanzhang down.

"Old guy, you're just pretending to be cool, why did you touch my posture? You're just doing it for free?"

But at this moment, Chen Yu, who had his hands on his chest and an indifferent look on his face, said coldly:
Chapter completed!