"Didi!"
As soon as Qin Feng stepped through the door of the emergency room, the testing equipment erupted into a piercing alarm.
"Mr. Zhang can't survive!"
Chen Guofeng's face turned pale and he stared at the jumping and stopping curve on the instrument.
All the medical staff were sweating profusely. If something happened to Zhang Qingyuan, something would happen to everyone in the room!
"Father!"
Zhang Yingfeng rushed forward with tears streaming down her face.
The entire emergency room was in chaos.
Chen Guofeng noticed Qin Feng approaching, ran forward and grabbed Qin Feng's hand: "Qin Feng, help, please help!"
Qin Feng stepped forward to check quickly.
An old man with white hair stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at Qin Feng: "Is this the miracle doctor you hired?"
"Isn't this nonsense? My disciple and grandson can be his father! Can this save people?"
Qin Feng looks too young. No one would believe him even if he is a Chinese medicine doctor, let alone a miracle doctor.
Zhang Yingfeng hurriedly explained: "Mr. Qin, this is Nandu Living Buddha Ning Guzheng Ning. He came all the way to treat my father, but there was nothing he could do."
"I can only ask you to take action."
After suffering Wen Jing's loss, Zhang Yingfeng also became cautious.
She first invited Nandu Living Buddha Ning Guzheng, and after Ning Guzheng expressed that he was helpless, she sent someone to invite Qin Feng.
"You're just messing around, how can you bring Lao Zhang back to life at such a young age?"
Ning Guzheng shouted: "Zhang Ju, you are sick and want to seek medical advice. You need to be sensible..."
"Then can you cure it?"
Qin Feng glanced at him: "How about you come?"
Ning Guzheng's face turned red. If he could cure it, how could Zhang Yingfeng invite Qin Feng to an outsider?
Zhang Yingfeng raised her head with firm eyes: "I believe Mr. Qin."
"Mr. Qin, please take action."
Qin Feng didn't waste any time and took out the silver needle he just bought from his arms.
The Eight Gates of Taiyi Divine Needle transform injuries.
Qin Feng silently recited the Tianshu, Jiuyang, Fengchi and other acupuncture points, and inserted the silver needles one by one.
On each silver needle, there was a faint white light, which flashed away and disappeared into Zhang Qingyuan's body.
Moreover, as Qin Feng lowers the needle veins, the silver needles take on an "eight" shape visible to the naked eye, spreading continuously and becoming one with the needle technique.
Ning Guzheng didn't shout anymore, but just stared at the silver needle in Qin Feng's hand.
"Eight gates to transform injuries?"
He recognized it completely and said tremblingly: "Taiyi's magic needle skill?!"
He doesn't know how to heal wounds with the Eight Gates, but he has seen such a needle diagram in an ancient book, which almost looks exactly the same as the acupuncture technique performed by Qin Feng!
With trembling hands, he took out his mobile phone and activated the camera function to take pictures.
Qin Feng didn't realize it at all and was only concentrating on saving people. After the Human Emperor's spiritual power was injected into Zhang Qingyuan's body, he allowed it to nourish for a moment, and combined with the needle effect to open up the Yang meridians, they complemented each other and formed a perfect match.
Soon, in Qin Feng's eyes, the lifeless energy in Zhang Qingyuan's chest dissipated.
Until the loud alarm instrument made a beep sound.
"The patient has a pulse!"
"Blood pressure is rising too!"
"The heart rate is also recovering!"
The doctors at the front widened their eyes and exclaimed in disbelief.
"Alive! Mr. Zhang is alive!"
"Well!"
Almost at the same moment, Zhang Qingyuan's body shook slightly, as if something was blocked in his throat, and his Adam's apple moved back and forth visibly, causing his abdomen to straighten up, and then his shoulders.
"Suction." Qin Feng said.
"I come."
Tang Qingqian ran over, inserted the suction device into Zhang Qingyuan's mouth, and quickly sucked out a piece of thick dark red mucus from his throat.
"call……"
The moment the mucus left his mouth, Zhang Qingyuan felt as if he had suddenly breathed in fresh air after suffocating for a long time. He exhaled from his lungs and lay calmly on the hospital bed. His pale face turned rosy, and he even could
A faint breathing sound was heard.
Only then did Zhang Yingfeng react and asked hurriedly: "How is my father?"
"It's okay. He will wake up in a few hours. It will take a few days to recover.
As soon as Qin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his whole clothes became even more soaked.
Performing spiritual power and acupuncture at the same time extremely consumes his energy, energy and spiritual power.
Zhang Yingfeng burst into tears with excitement, and looked at Qin Feng with unmoved eyes: "Mr. Qin, thank you for saving my father's life and my Zhang family!"
She then asked: "Just now you said you have two requests, you can say them now!"
Qin Feng nodded: "I want..."
His mind suddenly started to spin, and the scene in front of him began to distort.
"What do you want?" Zhang Yingfeng asked urgently.
"want to……"
Qin Feng looked at Tang Qingqian who was close at hand and murmured: "I want..."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Qingqian at this moment.
"You!" Tang Qingqian's pretty face turned red, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.
But before she could say anything, Qin Feng's face became stiff, and then he plunged into Tang Qingqian's arms with his shrinking pupils...
Chapter completed!