Zhang Fan glanced at Wu Jun, then quickly walked to Xiao Ning's side and began to feel Xiao Ning's pulse.
"What's going on?" Xiao Chong looked at Wu Jun and asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Ning?"
"At this time, Miss Xiao Ning already possesses the ability of our Miao people to practice witchcraft." Wu Jun replied, "This is an adverse reaction caused by the divine seed activating the witchcraft veins."
Hearing Wu Jun's words, Xiao Chong frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "You just said that only people with witch veins in their bodies can activate the witch veins in their bodies and practice witchcraft by eating beef with divine seeds.
, that means Xiaoning is a Miao with witchcraft veins in his body? Not us Hans?"
"That should be the case." Wu Jun replied, "However, the witch veins in the Miao people's bodies are not activated before they are ten years old, and will dissipate on their own after the age of ten. No matter how much beef contains the divine seed, it will not help.
But Miss Xiao Ning is already over 20 years old, how come the witch veins in her body still exist in her body to this day?"
"That's true." Xiao Chong scratched his head thoughtfully.
"Ah... it hurts..." At this moment, a miserable howl came out of Xiao Ning's mouth again.
Under the severe pain, Xiao Ning's complexion turned purple, large beads of sweat kept sliding down her cheeks, and her body also twitched violently.
Hearing this voice, Wu Jun and Xiao Chong quickly turned their attention to Xiao Ning, and saw Wu Jun walking quickly in the direction of Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning accidentally awakened to the witchcraft. In Wu Jun's view, Xiao Ning was a member of the Miao tribe. If the tribe was in danger, he would naturally save it.
But when Wu Jun was less than three meters away from Xiao Ning, he saw Zhang Fan take out the silver needle from the cloth bag.
Seeing the silver needle in Zhang Fan's hand, Wu Jun paused in his steps and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Medical skills?"
While Wu Jun was astonished, the first silver needle in Zhang Fan's hand had already landed on Xiao Ning's acupuncture point, followed by the second and third needles. Zhang Fan applied five injections to Xiao Ning's body in succession.
Needle.
After Zhang Fan finished the fifth injection, Xiao Ning's brows, which were tightly furrowed due to pain, instantly relaxed, no more painful cries came out of her mouth, and her breathing became calmer.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Fan pulled out the silver needles from Xiao Ning's body. However, Xiao Ning did not become painful again because Zhang Fan pulled out those silver needles. In other words, this time
By that time, Xiaoning had completely recovered.
"This..." Wu Jun spat out such a word in shock.
"Clan Chief Wujun, please arrange a place for Miss Xiao Ning to live. She is a little weak now and needs to rest." Zhang Fan looked at Wujun and said.
Zhang Fan's words slowly calmed down Wu Jun's shocked mood, "Oh... okay, then let's stay in our guest room."
Wu Jun pointed to the bedroom on the east side.
Duan Linlin directly helped Xiao Ning into the bedroom.
"Officer Zhang, I didn't expect you to have medical skills, and your medical skills are so powerful." Wu Jun looked at Zhang Fan and praised, "It seems that the children in our clan will not lose their lives and endure pain."
Hearing Wu Jun's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Wu Jun meant.
"Officer Zhang, do you remember that I told you before that during the sacrifice process,
May I need some help?" Wu Jun asked.
"Remember." Zhang Fan replied.
"After the witchcraft veins in the children of our tribe are activated, they will suffer from various physical discomforts. I only have a rough understanding of medical skills, so I cannot cure the illness with just one shot like you did just now." Wu Jun said,
"When different symptoms appear on the children, in order to relieve the children's pain and save their lives, it is necessary to use the true energy to stabilize the children's vital signs. Then, I will rely on my superficial medical skills to treat the children.
Carry out treatment one by one.
However, using zhenqi to stabilize the vital signs of the children consumes a lot of zhenqi. The zhenqi in my body can stabilize the vital signs of four children at most. I am afraid that more than four children will be activated this time.
, that’s why I said I might need your help.”
"So that's what happened." Xiao Chong answered.
Then, Xiao Chong continued: "With Mr. Zhang here, we don't need to use our Qi to stabilize the children's lives. Mr. Zhang can cure them in just a moment. You also saw Xiao Ning's situation just now."
"You can see clearly. Officer Zhang's medical skills are really superb!" Wu Jun praised, "Due to my shallow medical skills, it takes a long time to treat a patient, and every few years someone will die of pain and activation."
Children with witchcraft veins, and among the children whose witchcraft veins were activated, there are also diseases that I cannot see through, and none of these children with diseases that I cannot see through have survived."
Having said this, Mr. Wu's expression darkened.
"Forget it...forget it...let's not talk about this. Officer Zhang is our lucky star. With Officer Zhang here, such a tragedy will definitely not happen again." Wu Jun said happily.
"Clan leader, clan leader..."
At this moment, a rough male voice came from outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, a slightly fat man wearing Miao costumes quickly entered the room. This man had a look of anxiety on his face.
"Chief, my son is dying. Please go and save him."
Wu Jun glanced at the fat man, and then turned his attention to Zhang Fan, who nodded.
"Let's go see your son." Wu Jun said.
The fat man led Zhang Fan and others quickly to a fat boy who looked about seven or eight years old.
The fat boy's whole body was dark red, and the weak skin on his arms had cracked, and a large amount of blood oozed from it.
Seeing the miserable appearance of the little fat boy, Mr. Wu was shocked.
"Son, you have to hold on! The patriarch is here to save you." The fat man encouraged him.
Zhang Fan squatted down and pressed on the fat boy's pulse.
The fat man saw that the patriarch did not take action, but Zhang Fan was the one who took action. He was startled at first, and then he knelt down in front of Wu Jun and said, "Chief, please take action to save my son!"
"
"This young gentleman's medical skills are far superior to mine." The patriarch replied.
"He? His medical skills are still better than yours?" The fat man looked at Zhang Fan questioningly. After all, Zhang Fan was too young.
Zhang Fan took out the silver needle again and applied three needles on the fat boy's body. The moment Zhang Fan took back his hand, the dark red color on the fat boy's body receded like a tide, and the blood flowed across the wound on his arm.
No more blood will be spilled.
Seeing this situation, the fat man's eyes were full of surprise.