Ye Qiu used the first of the Nine Heaven-defying Needles to exorcise evil spirits. When the golden needle pierced Mr. Xu's eyebrows, Mr. Xu was still unconscious.
Ye Qiu picked up another golden needle and inserted it into the Baihui point on Mr. Xu's head.
This is the second needle of the nine heaven-defying needles, to remove evil spirits!
After the golden needle penetrated, Ye Qiu stopped and waited for ten seconds.
However, Mr. Xu closed his eyes tightly and there was no movement at all.
how so?
Ye Qiu frowned.
He thought that Mr. Xu would wake up after these two needles were inserted, but the result disappointed him.
Then, Ye Qiu took Mr. Xu's pulse again.
The next second, Ye Qiu's brows furrowed even more.
Xu Changjin couldn't help but ask: "Ye Qiu Oppa, my grandfather..."
"The situation is the same as before." Ye Qiu said.
Hearing this, Xu Zhiming kicked Li Zhengxi twice.
"It's all this bastard Li Zhengxi's fault. If he hadn't been ungrateful and murdered his father, how could my father be like this?"
"I really want to kill him."
"Ye Qiu, my father...will he wake up?"
Xu Zhiming looked at Ye Qiu nervously and asked.
"Uncle Xu, don't worry, I'll think of a way." Ye Qiu thought for a moment, took out seven golden needles, disinfected them with alcohol cotton, and quickly stuck the seven golden needles on Mr. Xu's chest.
Then, he stretched out his finger and flicked the tail of one of the golden needles.
"Buzz!"
The seven golden needles trembled at the same time, making a buzzing sound.
Ye Qiu is currently using the seven-star acupuncture method.
Thirty seconds passed.
Mr. Xu still showed no sign of waking up. In desperation, Ye Qiu took away the seven golden needles with his right hand.
"It's strange. The death aura between Mr. Xu's eyebrows has disappeared. It stands to reason that he won't die, but why hasn't his pulse changed?"
"Also, Li Chengye's painting is very weird, and the Nine Anti-Tian Needles can restrain all evil spirits, so why is it ineffective?"
"What exactly went wrong?"
Ye Qiu now also wants to kick Li Zhengxi in the face, blaming this old guy. If this old guy hadn't used deceitful means to defraud money from the Xu family, Mr. Xu wouldn't have been unable to wake up.
what to do?
Ye Qiu turned his head inadvertently, and suddenly saw tears in Xu Changjin's eyes, and asked in surprise: "Why are you crying?"
Xu Changjin said: "Ye Qiu Oppa, will my grandfather never wake up?"
Ye Qiu comforted him: "He will wake up."
"Don't lie to me. If my grandfather could wake up, he would have woken up long ago." Xu Changjin's face was full of pear blossoms, and he looked charming.
Ye Qiu felt a little distressed and said: "Jang Jin, you have to believe me. If I say your grandpa will wake up, then he will definitely wake up."
"Don't worry, I will find a way to revive him."
"give me some more time."
Ye Qiu then used Taiyi Divine Needle, Guimen Thirteen Needles and other acupuncture methods, but Mr. Xu still had no reaction.
Ye Qiu was a little irritable.
He was the first medical sage in China in three hundred years. If he couldn't even save Mr. Xu, it would be a big loss.
Even Xu Zhiming would have doubts in his heart. Is this what the Chinese medical sage is capable of?
Therefore, he must find a way to wake Mr. Xu up, for the sake of Xu Changjin, for himself, and for the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine.
Ye Qiu continues treatment.
This time, he gave up acupuncture, but took hold of Mr. Xu's pulse and sent a wisp of innate Qi into Mr. Xu's body.
Soon, a happy look appeared on Ye Qiu's face.
Because the innate true energy has an effect on Mr. Xu.
Ye Qiu discovered that after the innate true energy entered Mr. Xu's body, Mr. Xu's pulse changed from weak to strong, and now it is no different from a normal person's pulse.
Not only that, there were some slight blockages in Mr. Xu's blood vessels, which were also cleared by the innate Qi.
At the same time, Ye Qiu also saw that Mr. Xu's pale face turned rosy.
Ye Qiu continued to transport the innate true energy into Mr. Xu's body.
Gradually, the joy on his face disappeared.
After a while, Ye Qiu withdrew his hand and stared at Mr. Xu with a strange look on his face.
Seeing Ye Qiu's expression, Xu Zhiming asked: "Xiaoye, what are you thinking about?"
Ye Qiu replied: "Uncle Xu, after my treatment just now, all physical signs of Mr. Xu's body are very normal, and there is no problem at all."
Xu Zhiming asked: "Since there is no problem with my father's health, why is he still not awake?"
"To be honest, Uncle Xu and I have the same doubts as you."
Ye Qiu couldn't figure it out. His body was obviously normal, so why didn't he wake up?
Xu Changjin said: "Is it possible that the painting was burned and had no effect, and grandpa is still trapped in the illusion?"
When Xu Zhiming heard this, he said: "It is really possible. How about I wake up Li Zhengxi and ask him?"
Ye Qiu said: "I'm afraid this old guy doesn't know anything. If he knew, he would have said it long ago."
"What should we do now?" Xu Zhiming looked sad.
At this time, Xu Changjin's mother, Song Huixian, walked in from outside and asked, "Zhiming, how is your father's condition?"
"When will you wake up?"
"Hey, isn't this Li Zhengxi? Why is he unconscious?"
Priscilla Song saw Li Zhengxi lying on the ground and asked with confusion.
It's okay that she didn't mention it, but when she mentioned Li Zhengxi, Xu Zhiming became angry again.
Bang bang bang!
Xu Zhiming kicked Li Zhengxi hard several times before saying to Priscilla Song: "It's all this bastard's fault. If it weren't for him, my father wouldn't be like this."
Song Priscilla was even more confused. She had left when Li Zhengxi was performing the ritual on Mr. Xu in the bedroom, so she was unaware of what happened next.
"Does my father's coma have anything to do with Li Zhengxi?" Priscilla Song asked.
"The relationship is huge." Xu Zhiming briefly told the story of Li Zhengxi's murder of Mr. Xu.
After hearing this, Priscilla Song's face instantly filled with anger and she said: "This guy Li Zhengxi is really a white-eyed wolf. If his father hadn't saved his life, he would have died in China long ago."
Xu Zhiming said: "So now when I see this guy, I get angry and really want to kill him."
"Zhiming, don't be impulsive. Let's think of a way to see how we can revive our father."
Song Huixian asked about Ye Qiu's treatment status. Then, she stared at Mr. Xu, observed for a while, and said, "Why do I feel that my father's condition is a bit like he has lost his soul."
Lost your soul?
Ye Qiu was shocked, yes, how could I forget this?
Ye Qiu quickly found a piece of Mr. Xu's clothes and hung it on the bedside. Then he drew on the clothes with his fingers and whispered in his mouth: "The soul is back, the soul is back..."
After a while.
Mr. Xu's body on the bed trembled slightly, and then became silent again.
"Isn't this a good idea?"
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then took out a golden needle and inserted it into Mr. Xu's Shenting point.
Five seconds later.
Mr. Xu, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes.
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Update 3.
Thank you all for the tips. I won’t have any tonight. I’m going to eat.
