Mr. Ye, who was sitting in the front row, heard the sound and hurriedly turned around. When he saw Ye Wushuang's white hair, he was frightened: "Wushuang, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Wushuang smiled and said: "I'm fine, pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spat out.
"Father!"
Ye Qiu quickly pressed his palm on Ye Wushuang's shoulder, sending a ray of innate true energy into Ye Wushuang's body.
However, Ye Wushuang's condition did not improve, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became more and more flowing.
"Wuwei, stop the car quickly." Mr. Ye ordered.
"Don't stop the car." Ye Wushuang said firmly: "Go home."
Ye Wuwei had no choice but to step on the accelerator to the maximum, and the car flew out like an arrow.
"Qiu'er, I..." Ye Wushuang fell into a coma before he finished speaking.
Ye Qiu quickly grasped Ye Wushuang's pulse. As soon as he checked it, his heart sank to the bottom.
"Ye Qiu, how about Wushuang?" Mr. Ye asked.
Ye Qiu replied: "Father's internal injuries are very serious, there is blood stasis in the internal organs, and the meridians are damaged in many places, and..."
"And what?" Mr. Ye asked.
"Moreover, my father's vitality is disappearing rapidly, it is very likely..."
When Ye Qiu said this, his voice choked up and he didn't say any more.
Mr. Ye understood the meaning of Ye Qiu's words, and immediately took out his mobile phone and said: "I will call the medical experts from the Health Bureau and ask them to treat Wushuang."
"There's no need to call them. If I can't cure my father, then it's useless for them to come."
While Ye Qiu was talking, he had already taken out the needle clip, took out a seven-inch long golden needle, and inserted it into the Baihui point on Ye Wushuang's head.
Followed by a flick of the finger.
"Buzz!"
The golden needle trembled rapidly and made a buzzing sound.
Ye Qiu's other hand held Ye Wushuang's pulse and transported the innate Qi into Ye Wushuang's body to help him heal his internal injuries.
after awhile.
"Ye Qiu, how are you?" Mr. Ye asked again.
"The internal injuries have been cured somewhat, and the meridians have also been repaired a lot, but it's useless." Ye Qiu said, "Father must have suffered a backlash injury."
"Backlash?" Mr. Ye was stunned: "Wu Shuang is doing well, how could he encounter backlash?"
"If I guessed correctly, it should have been caused by my father using the self-created swordsmanship when he fought with the guardian." Ye Qiu said: "That swordsmanship is so powerful that my father used it to cross the border and kill the king."
master."
"Although the guardian died, my father also suffered a backlash."
"Actually, the moment the guardian died, my father probably couldn't hold on anymore, but he has been holding on until now with his strong perseverance."
When Ye Qiu said this, his voice choked up again.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu took out two more golden needles and pierced Ye Wushuang's temples on both sides of his forehead.
A flick of the finger.
The golden needle "buzzed" and trembled again.
Ye Qiu then took hold of Ye Wushuang's pulse and found that Ye Wushuang's life breath was still losing and the situation had not improved.
Ye Qiu didn't have time to think too much, so he took out seven golden needles and stuck them around Ye Wushuang's heart.
Behind the car.
Ye Wudi noticed that the Dahongqi car in front suddenly accelerated, and felt something unusual. He accelerated and soon caught up with Dahongqi, and the two cars drove side by side.
Ye Wudi pressed down the car window and shouted: "Second brother, why did you speed up suddenly?"
"Wushuang was seriously injured." Ye Wuwei said in a deep voice.
What?
Ye Wudi's expression changed drastically.
At this time, the head of the real person with long eyebrows stuck out from the rear window and asked: "Little bastard, how is your father?"
Ye Qiu suddenly remembered that Master Changmei had suffered a backlash injury before, and hurriedly asked: "My father suffered a very serious backlash injury, old man, is there anything you can do?"
"Those who suffer from backlash cannot be cured. We can only depend on our fate..."
Halfway through the sentence, Master Changmei suddenly remembered something and asked, "Little bastard, where is that top-quality white jade coffin?"
"If your treatment methods are ineffective, you can put Wushuang in that coffin."
"That coffin can give him another breath."
Ye Qiu asked again: "Where is the God of War?"
"The God of War is in the car behind and said he wants to go back to the Hades Palace first." Ye Wudi replied.
"Old man, call the God of War immediately and tell him that we are not going back to Ye's house and will go directly to the Palace of Hades." Ye Qiu said.
Mr. Ye hurriedly called the God of War.
Ye Wuwei immediately changed direction and went straight to the base of Hades Palace.
On the road.
Ye Qiu did not dare to stop for a moment and used various acupuncture methods to treat Ye Wushuang, but the treatment effect was very poor.
Half an hour later.
A group of people resisted the Hades Hall base.
Tang Fei and Long Ye have been waiting for a long time, and Ye Dabao and his mother are also there.
They were originally prepared to leave the capital at any time, but things took a turn for the worse. People in the Forbidden City died. After Tang Fei received the call from the God of War, he arranged everything as instructed.
"Ye Qiu, come with me quickly."
Tang Fei took Ye Qiu and went straight to a secret room in the Hades Palace.
In the secret room, in addition to the top-quality white jade coffin, various medical supplies are also prepared.
"Others go out first, old man, old thing, you stay."
Those present immediately complied.
Ye Qiu then asked Master Changmei: "Old man, are you sure that the best white jade coffin can help my father breathe again?"
"Confirmed." Master Changmei said: "This white jade coffin is made of the finest warm jade. It is very extraordinary. It can definitely breathe another breath for Wushuang."
"How long can it last?" Ye Qiu asked again.
Master Changmei pondered for a moment and said: "The backlash injury is no ordinary injury. Given the unparalleled condition, it is estimated that it can last for three days."
"okay, I get it."
Ye Qiu put Ye Wushuang on a simple camp bed, then untied Ye Wushuang's white shirt and started treatment.
He first used the Maoshan Talisman to quickly heal Ye Wushuang's injuries.
Then, Ye Wushuang completely healed the damaged meridians and forced out the blood stasis in the internal organs.
After doing all this, Ye Qiu did not stop.
He took out the golden needle, quickly sterilized it, and then performed more than a dozen acupuncture techniques at once.
Soon, Ye Wushuang's body was covered with golden needles, like a hedgehog.
A full half hour passed.
Mr. Ye couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Ye Qiu, how is Wushuang?"
"The situation is not optimistic." Ye Qiu did not hide anything and said, "My father's backlash injury is more serious than the one the old man suffered last time, and his vitality is still passing away."
"Even though I have great medical skills, I can't cure him."
"Now I can only rely on the top quality white jade coffin to save my father's life."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he picked up the dying Ye Wushuang and put him into the coffin.
His hand held Ye Wushuang's pulse and never let go. He didn't know if the top-quality white jade coffin had any effect?
After a while.
Ye Qiu discovered that Ye Wushuang's vitality was still draining rapidly and had not stopped.
"No, the top quality white jade coffin is useless!"
