After the words fell, many people's expressions suddenly changed.
Risk of death on the spot?
This is so terrifying.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and some disciples of Shanhai Pavilion began to strongly oppose Zhou Yi's continued treatment.
"We can't let this kid get cured any longer. Although the master of the pavilion is weak now, he can eat and walk. With the master's strong body, miracles may happen."
"Yes, Dr. Duan Qi said there is a risk of death on the spot. This is really terrible. We can't take the risk."
Of course there are also points of agreement:
"You only heard Dr. Duan Qi saying that there is a risk of death on the spot. Didn't you hear that he also said just now that without treatment, the master of the pavilion may not survive for a week."
"A miracle can happen with the strength of a grandmaster? Then why don't you say that a miracle will happen if this young man is treated."
"Are the odds very different? Rather than waiting for death, why not take a chance."
Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel again, Lu Xuanyuan gave Li Fengyuan a look, and the latter immediately understood what he meant. He scolded him coldly, asking everyone to quiet down, and then said:
"Master has just made it very clear whether Zhou Yi should be treated or not. There is no need to continue the discussion now."
After speaking, Li Fengxuan looked at Zhou Yi respectfully: "Brother Zhou Yi, please start your treatment, and I will protect you."
Zhou Yi nodded, picked up the silver needle that Shanhai Pavilion had prepared for him, and began to apply the needle.
The difficulty of the Eight Spirit Needles is thirty needles in the medical code.
A total of eighteen silver needles are needed.
Zhou Yi held a silver needle in his hand, neither too fast nor too slow. As his fingers flew, the silver needle fell accurately.
The technique is skillful and precise.
This scene made many people's doubts subside by two points, and then they realized a terrible thing belatedly.
Since Zhou Yi can use acupuncture techniques with a difficulty level of thirty, doesn't it mean that he is a great doctor?!
But he looks like he's only in his twenties.
Are there such young doctors in China?
This is the question on everyone's mind.
Doctor Duan Qi, who had just objected to Zhou Yi's treatment method, now looked at Zhou Yi's acupuncture technique, his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he said in disbelief: "This... this technique..."
"Maybe a miracle will really happen."
While everyone was watching Zhou Yi's treatment attentively, Guo Wankang calmly came to Xingyun's side.
"What's going on? Why didn't you take action? How come this Zhou Yi got the better of you again?" Xingyun's face was cold.
Guo Wankang quickly explained: "Elder Lingyun, please calm down. Although Zhou Yi beat you to it, it actually has no impact on the result you want at all, because the side effects of the acupuncture technique used by Zhou Yi will definitely put Lu Xuanyuan on the spot.
die."
Xingyun frowned: "Are you sure? You promised me the same thing last time at Lei's house. What was the result?"
Cold sweat broke out on Guo Wankang's forehead, and he explained: "There will be no accidents this time, because if Zhou Yi doesn't speak first, I will also prepare to use the Eight Spirit Acupuncture Technique."
"You heard it just now..."
"All the doctors at the scene have doubts about the Eight Spirit Needles, and I want to speak for Zhou Yi and add fuel to his fire."
"Who would have thought that the old man Lu Xuanyuan was more impatient than anyone else and actually agreed like this? It seems that he is really afraid of death and actually let Zhou Yi treat a dead horse as a living doctor."
Although Xingyun also understood this truth, he always felt that something was wrong, as if something had been overlooked by him.
However, after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing suspicious. Xingyun confirmed again: "Are you sure that Lu Xuanyuan will die during Zhou Yi's treatment soon?"
To be honest, Guo Wankang is not sure, because Zhou Yi is so evil, but at this time, he can only give a definite answer: "sure, Lu Xuanyuan will definitely die."
Xingyun took a deep look at Guo Wankang, and then nodded: "Okay, if this operation is successful, you will be credited."
"When Lu Xuanyuan dies soon, you have to leave here, because there will be chaos here and a grandmaster battle will occur."
After saying that, Xingyun turned around and left the backyard quietly. At the same time, he took out his cell phone and seemed to be sending some message.
Guo Wankang's face was full of shock.
Is there going to be a Grandmaster battle?
What exactly is the Rejuvenation Hall behind this nebula going to do?
Time passed bit by bit.
Lu Xuanyuan's complexion improved with every injection given by Zhou Yi, which made everyone quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
I couldn't help but think about it.
Is a miracle really going to happen?
Although Zhou Yi's treatment idea just mentioned was casual, the Eight Spirit Needles he used at this time were genuine.
Otherwise Shou Sanji would be able to see the problem at a glance.
In fact, Guo Wankang's judgment was correct. If the hidden disease in Lu Xuanyuan's body had really broken out, and Zhou Yi used the Baji Acupuncture on him, there was a 90% chance that Lu Xuanyuan would die suddenly during the acupuncture, and the remaining 10%
The probability is that he will vomit blood after the injection and die.
It is not a lie that Lu Xuanyuan will die.
But Guo Wankang probably never thought that Lu Xuanyuan's hidden disease did not break out at all, he was just pretending. This resulted in the Eight Spirits actually having a nourishing effect on Lu Xuanyuan's internal organs.
It was natural for Lu Xuanyuan's complexion to change for the better, and it was difficult to hide it even if he wanted to.
When the fifteenth needle fell, Lu Xuanyuan's complexion not only improved, but he even yawned comfortably.
When the sixteenth needle fell, a smile appeared on Lu Xuanyuan's face.
Zhou Yi, who was about to take the seventeenth injection, frowned when he saw this scene, hesitated, and whispered in a low voice:
"This is the penultimate needle. If no accident occurs now, all eighteen needles will fall."
"It's too late if you want to die."
Looking at Lu Xuanyuan's condition, Zhou Yi really doubted whether the old man was enjoying acupuncture and forgetting about business.
After muttering quietly, Zhou Yi began to administer the seventeenth injection.
Looking at Lu Xuanyuan who remained unmoved, Zhou Yi picked up the eighteenth needle without any hesitation.
"It's the last injection. Master Lu's condition is getting better and better. If there are no accidents with this injection, a miracle will really happen. It's really amazing. This young man is really amazing."
"A miracle has occurred. This young man is definitely not over thirty years old, but he can perfectly use the Eight Spirit Needles. This means that he is a genuine doctor."
"This is even more shocking than curing Pavilion Master Lu."
"I'm ready to apologize to this young man. It was my fault just now and I shouldn't have doubted him."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb the doctor's acupuncture."
Guo Wankang, who was behind the crowd, was so anxious that he almost cursed, "What the hell?" Normally, Lu Xuanyuan, who was suffering from a full-blown hidden disease, would almost die if he was stimulated by this acupuncture method.
Why?
Is it possible that Zhou Yi is really a god this time?
Lei Qiandong and Shui Yu'er's mood was exactly the opposite. They were doubly happy to see Lu Xuanyuan's complexion getting better and better.
Zhou Yi held up the eighteenth silver needle. The silver-white needle body reflected a dazzling luster in the sunlight.
He gave it a gentle move and stabbed it into Lu Xuanyuan's abdomen in preparation. Then he twisted it gently and the silver needle fell completely.
Bang bang bang!
Shou Sanji, who was the closest, started to applaud, and then the whole audience started to applaud, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.
Zhou Yi also showed a fake smile, thinking to himself that Pavilion Master Lu was pretty good to him. If someone died during the acupuncture process, he would definitely bear the anger of most people in Shanhai Pavilion.
But when you die after the injection, your anger will be less.
Thinking like this, he was about to withdraw his hand.
But at this moment, Lu Xuanyuan's eyes, which were originally calm, suddenly widened.
His hands seemed to rise uncontrollably, and he fiercely grabbed Zhou Yi's hand that he wanted to withdraw.
This scene made Zhou Yi stunned. When he came to his senses, his expression was very exciting, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart: