Lin Xiao stood up and helped Yang Ming up, and then said to Yuan Zheng: "Yuan Zheng, it's our turn to take action."
"Yes, Commander!"
Yuan Zheng said with some excitement.
Arriving at the hospital bed, Lin Xiao checked Yang Bochuan, who was unconscious again, and felt reassured.
What he was most worried about did not happen.
Although Yang Ming made a major mistake in his treatment and Yang Bochuan's condition seemed to worsen, the cold air accumulated in Yang Bochuan's chest did not enter his heart due to the flow of blood.
However, it is now gathered into a ball and entrenched in the center of the chest.
Although this is very bad and difficult, as long as it does not enter the heart, there is still hope for treatment.
Yuan Zheng opened the medical box with a click and placed it next to Lin Xiao's hand.
With a flick of his left hand, Lin Xiao clamped three slender silver needles between his fingers. Without any warning, Lin Xiao quickly inserted the three silver needles into the three acupuncture points on Yang Bochuan's chest accurately.
Once acupuncture is inserted, the tail of the needle will tremble, stimulating the acupoints with vibration and enhancing the therapeutic effect of acupuncture.
Moreover, under the gentle caress of Lin Xiao's left hand, the depth of the acupuncture is also changing. If you look at it from the side, you will even have the illusion that the acupuncture is dancing on Yang Bochuan's chest!
Lin Xiao waved his right hand, and three more silver needles pierced him.
Six consecutive silver needles made Yang Bochuan's body tremble slightly.
"Yuan Zheng, hold him down, he will have a stress reaction later."
Lin Xiao ordered.
"Yes, Commander!"
Yuan Zheng solemnly agreed, then put his hands on Yang Bochuan's shoulders, holding him tightly.
Yang Ming, Yang Shuai and Yang Lan, as well as their mother Yang Xuelian, who were watching quietly from the side, had extremely worried expressions on their faces, but there was also deep expectation in their eyes.
After all, whether Yang Bochuan can be cured or not depends on this.
Three more silver needles pierced Yang Bochuan's chest acupuncture points.
A total of nine silver needles vaguely formed a circle, surrounding the circular area in the center of the chest.
These nine silver needles are like nine shackles, firmly locking the cold air in Yang Bochuan's chest. In this way, the cold air in Yang Bochuan's chest will no longer be transferred to other parts of the body and organs.
Lin Xiao raised his hands, holding two silver needles in his left and right hands.
This is the final blow. When these four needles are pricked, all the power of the Thirteen Mysterious Needles will burst out.
"coming soon!"
Lin Xiao warned, and then inserted the last four silver needles.
The next moment, a strong cold air emanated from Yang Bochuan's body. Yang Bochuan's body trembled violently and even struggled involuntarily.
But because Yuan Zheng held him tightly, he couldn't move at all.
At this moment, nine of the thirteen silver needles on Yang Bochuan's chest were continuously guiding the heavy cold air out of Yang Bochuan's body.
There was a large amount of transparent but foul-smelling pus that overflowed along the silver needle.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yang Lan's heart involuntarily lifted.
The same goes for Yang Shuai. After all, he can know the result immediately, whether his grandfather is alive or dead, whether he is cured or the treatment failed.
Yang Xuelian looked at Lin Xiao who was treating Yang Bochuan with a complicated expression.