Master Changmei was stunned, and then said: "This is impossible."
"According to Pindao's last observation, the coffin must be useful, otherwise I wouldn't be thinking about transporting it back to Longhu Mountain."
"Is it because your father is too seriously injured that it is useless?"
Ye Qiu frantically transported the innate true energy into Ye Wushuang's body, but the life breath in Ye Wushuang's body was still being lost.
what to do?
Ye Qiu's face turned pale with anxiety.
The situation is very critical.
Ye Qiu did not hesitate, took out the golden needle, used the Nine Needles Against Heaven, and stabbed Ye Wushuang three times in a row.
After three injections, Ye Wushuang's condition did not improve.
The vitality is still being lost.
Ye Qiu suddenly remembered something, rushed out of the secret room quickly, and asked Ye Wuwei: "Second uncle, where is my box?"
"In the car." Ye Wudi said.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu's body turned into a stream of light, quickly rushed into the car, opened the box, and then returned to the secret room holding the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum.
Ye Qiu took a piece of thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, crushed it into powder, and then put it into Ye Wushuang's mouth with warm water.
Then, he pressed Ye Wushuang's shoulders with both hands and channeled the innate Qi again.
After a while.
Ye Qiu grabbed Ye Wushuang's pulse and checked it, and was shocked.
The vitality continues to disappear.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt as if he was struck by five thunders, and his face turned as pale as paper.
Although his medical skills were unparalleled in the world, what Ye Wushuang suffered was a backlash injury. It was neither a difficult disease nor a cure.
Ye Qiu felt desperate.
He feels very useless.
As a medical saint, he has treated countless patients, but he could not save his biological father. This is simply a huge irony.
Master Changmei felt that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, sighed and said: "Human life has its own destiny, everything is fate..."
"If fate is determined by God, then this time, I will give God a try." Ye Qiu entered the coffin directly.
He helped Ye Wushuang sit up, then he sat cross-legged behind Ye Wushuang, pressed his palms against Ye Wushuang's vest, and started to run the Nine Turns Divine Dragon Art.
Buzz!
The golden light bloomed on Ye Qiu's body.
He guided the innate true energy into Ye Wushuang's body, and then used the practice method of the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art to circulate the innate true energy through Ye Wushuang's eight extraordinary meridians.
Ye Qiu wanted to use the innate true energy to activate the few powers in Ye Wushuang's body, trying to activate Ye Wushuang's vitality.
The result disappointed him.
The innate true energy did not activate Ye Wushuang's vitality. However, after the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art circulated in the meridians for two weeks, Ye Qiu found that Ye Wushuang's condition had improved.
The vitality that was disappearing quickly stopped, and only the last bit of vitality was left, lingering around the heart, protecting Ye Wushuang's heart.
"The Nine Transformation Divine Dragon Technique is useful to father."
Ye Qiu was overjoyed and continued to run the Nine Turns Divine Dragon Technique for two weeks.
This time, it had no effect.
"I have to think of other ways to save my father."
Ye Qiu gently put down Ye Wushuang, let him lie down in the top-quality white jade coffin, and then walked out of the coffin.
"Ye Qiu, how is Wushuang's situation?" Mr. Ye asked.
"There is still a glimmer of hope, and there is no immediate danger of life." Ye Qiu replied.
Mr. Ye's face lit up with joy and he asked again: "How long can Wushuang last?"
Ye Qiu said: "There should be no problem in two days."
Two days!
The joy that had just appeared on Mr. Ye's face instantly disappeared without a trace. After all, he was the head of the first family in the capital. He quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice: "Ye Qiu, is there a way to save your father?
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Ye Qiu said: "I have just used countless treatment methods, but backlash injuries are not within the scope of medical treatment. In other words, simply using medical skills cannot save my father."
What?
Mr. Ye's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice: "So, Wushuang has only... death?"
"No, I will never let my father die." Ye Qiu looked at Ye Wushuang, who was lying in the coffin and fell into coma, clenched his fists, and said with red eyes: "I will defy the will of my father and prolong his life."
"Going against the will of heaven to extend one's life?" Mr. Ye could tell just from the literal meaning that this kind of treatment method must not be simple, and immediately said: "Ye Qiu, is it dangerous to go against the will of heaven to extend one's life?"
"Of course it's dangerous." Master Changmei said: "Continuing your life against the will of heaven means taking away your life from heaven. This move is extremely dangerous. Even if it succeeds, the little bastard will have to pay a huge price."
"Is it going to be life-threatening?" Mr. Ye asked.
"Of course." Master Changmei said: "If it fails, both of them will die."
Mr. Ye immediately expressed his position, "Ye Qiu, I don't agree with you doing this."
"I know you want to save Wushuang, but if trying to save Wushuang will put you in great danger, I don't think this is a good idea."
"I believe that even if Wushuang wakes up, he will not allow you to do this."
Ye Qiu's attitude was firm: "Old man, as a son, as long as there is a way to save my father, I will never hesitate, no matter how dangerous it is."
"As a doctor, as long as there is a way to save the patient's life, I will not give up no matter what dangers I face."
"Old man, you don't need to persuade me. I have made up my mind and no one can stop me."
"What you have to do is support me and assist me unconditionally."
"Besides, I once successfully renewed General Bai's life, and I will not fail this time."
"If you are still not at ease, you can ask the old man. He once said that I am not a short-lived person."
Mr. Ye asked Master Changmei: "Did you say that?"
"Yes." Master Changmei nodded slightly and said, "Ye Qiu has an extraordinary destiny and strong luck. He is definitely not a short-lived person."
Mr. Ye believed in Chang Mei Zhenren, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Ye Qiu, I can agree with you to extend your life for Wu Shuang Defying Heaven, but you must agree to one request of mine."
"If something unexpected happens during treatment, or you know there is nothing you can do about it, you must stop."
"No matter when, you can't exchange your own life for Wushuang's."
"If you do this, even if Wushuang is safe in the end, he will never be at peace for the rest of his life."
"Do you get me?"
Ye Qiu nodded: "I understand."
"As long as you understand." Mr. Ye asked, "When will Wushuang be treated?"
"I have to make some preparations and start treatment tomorrow night." Ye Qiu said.
"Is there anything you need me to do?" Mr. Ye asked again.
"There is really something I need your help with now." Ye Qiu said, "Stay here and stay with my father."
"Okay." Mr. Ye agreed immediately.
"Old man, you stay here to accompany my father. If there is any emergency, call me in time." After Ye Qiu said that, he left.
"What are you going to do?" Master Changmei asked.
Ye Qiu said without looking back: "I'm going to the Forbidden City."
