Soon, visible to the naked eye, wisps of hot water vapor floated from Deng Xiangdong's body and dispersed in the air.
Deng Xiangdong made a weak and painful sound in his throat.
It seemed like he wanted to yell but couldn't.
Deng Tong and Liu E were extremely surprised.
Such methods are simply unheard of.
This made them think that their son, who had left the hospital's top doctors at a loss, might really wake up!
"Don't worry, Mr. Deng, Mr. Deng will jump up in half an hour!"
Zhang Tuo's powerful voice sounded.
Deng Tong and his wife quickly suppressed their inner excitement and stared closely at their son on the hospital bed.
But just looking at it.
Half an hour later.
Deng Xiangdong remained motionless, but sweat had soaked the sheets, and his originally gentle face turned pale.
Beads of sweat fell from Zhang Tuo's forehead, and his hands and feet were shaking.
"Doctor Zhang, how are you?" Deng Tong asked cautiously.
"It shouldn't be. I used the Taiyi Divine Needle to revive the young master of Chu Ke's family."
Zhang Tuo muttered to himself: "Why...why on earth is this?"
Although there are individual differences between cases, the same method cannot cure everything.
However, Deng Xiangdong's situation was too wrong.
It was obvious that the Taiyi Magic Needle had stimulated his brain.
Deng Xiangdong wanted to vent and scream.
Zhang Tuo suspected that although Deng Xiangdong was unconscious, he was aware of the surrounding environment.
But, it was as if there was an invisible big hand holding his life!
"No, we can't continue."
Zhang Tuo trembled all over, rushed forward and quickly pulled out the eighteen silver needles on Deng Xiangdong's body.
If he continues and over-stimulates, Deng Xiangdong will die from over-exploitation of his potential.
"What's wrong, Doctor Zhang?" Deng Tong asked anxiously, "Why did you stop?"
Zhang Tuo turned pale and said dejectedly: "Mr. Deng, I... can't do anything!!"
boom!
Deng Tong and Liu E were shaken violently, and then they both collapsed on the ground as if all their strength had been exhausted.
Deng Tong's cronies also expressed their sadness appropriately.
Inexplicably, Xu Changsheng's words "You can't cure me" popped up in everyone's minds.
"Do we really want that good-for-nothing Xu Changsheng to take action?"
Someone whispered something.
Chen Qingyu rolled his eyes and said to Zhang Tuo: "Miracle Doctor Zhang, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes, please don't lose heart."
Zhang Tuo nodded sadly, his expression still embarrassed.
"However." Chen Qingyu changed the subject: "Doctor Zhang, although you and Mr. Deng have known each other for a short time, I believe you have become friends. You probably don't want to watch your best friend's son lying on the bed like this at such a young age."
Zhang Tuo felt comfortable for a while at Chen Qingyu's words, and then said: "Mr. Chen says what he has to say directly and won't be abrupt."
"Please invite your master to treat Master Deng." Chen Qingyu bent down and said sincerely: "Mr. Deng will always be grateful to you!"
Deng Tong's blank mind was shocked, he quickly got up, glanced at Chen Qingyu appreciatively, and said: "That's right, Doctor Zhang, please invite Jiao Shengshou here, you will always be the benefactor of my Deng Group! Great benefactor!"
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"this……"
Zhang Tuo was in a dilemma for a while.
Master Jiao Linghe is over eighty years old and has been washing his hands in the golden basin for many years. Not long ago he began to travel alone in the hot summer days.
The master has a distinguished status. Over the years, I don’t know how many dignitaries have asked him to take action, but he has refused one by one.
He asked him to treat the son of a rich man in Jincheng.
Will the master agree?
Zhang Tuo didn't dare to say, let alone ask.
Seeing this, Liu E cried and begged: "Doctor Zhang! I was the one who offended me just now! Please save my son! Please!"
Women can sometimes work wonders.
Seeing that Liu E was about to cry to death, Zhang Tuo gritted his teeth and said, "I don't guarantee that Master will agree, but I can ask for you."
"Thank you, Dr. Zhang, thank you, Dr. Zhang!"
Deng Tong, Liu E and others thanked him one after another.
Zhang Tuo took a deep breath, took out his cell phone with a nervous expression, and dialed the master's number with trembling hands.
He is just one of Jiao Linghe's many disciples.
Jiao Linghe taught all his medical skills to many people, because he was generous and did not hide his selfishness, not because he was favored by Zhang Tuo.
Zhang Tuo was not even sure whether Jiao Linghe still remembered him.
"Dududu..."
After ringing for a while, the phone was connected.
"Master, I am Zhang Tuo. How is your health?" Zhang Tuo greeted a few words and went straight to the topic: "Master, I met a patient who suffered from living death disease, but I used the Taiyi Magic Needle to cure the disease.
Unable to..."
"That's your own disaster. Whether you can solve it or not depends on your fate." The signal where Jiao Linghe was was not very good, and his voice was intermittent: "If there's nothing wrong, just hang up."
When Deng Tong heard this, his face turned pale instantly.
Zhang Tuo hurriedly said: "No, master, my apprentice really can't bear this tone. There is a young man who also knows the Five Dragon Acupuncture Technique. I can't cure this living dead man no matter what. I am your apprentice. How can I cure it?"
Can you bear such humiliation!?"
"What!?" Jiao Linghe's voice suddenly rose: "Where are you!!"