"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, for bothering you so late, but I really can't help it. My grandfather's illness suddenly became serious, and the doctor issued a critical illness notice."
"I was thinking of you, and I wonder if you could help me."
Looking at the other party's anxious look, it doesn't look like he is fake.
Meng Xiaobao nodded slightly: "Tell me first what the situation is, so I can see what I need to prepare!"
Seeing the other party's anxious look, I had to ask some questions carefully.
"Let's talk as we walk!"
On the way, Yang Ran also briefly talked about his situation.
Yang Ran's grandfather was a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, but when he was young, due to injuries and medical conditions at the time, he had a small steel ball in his body that he could not take out.
Now, he is old and frail, and his old injuries have recurred, so he is directly hospitalized. This time Yang Ran came to see his grandfather, and bumping into Meng Xiaobao was just an accident.
When I was looking at my phone during the day, I was also consulting about my grandfather's condition. I was so anxious that I forgot to observe the surrounding situation.
After arriving at the hospital and arriving at a small partitioned building, the first thing that caught my eye was the sentry standing at the door.
Something is wrong, it seems that I still underestimate Yang Ran.
Looking at this posture, maybe this is a goalkeeper!
When I walked to the door, I was stopped directly.
"Stay! Captain Yang, you can go in, but he can't. He has to stay."
As soon as I arrived at the door, I was stopped by the sentry at the door.
Yang Ran glared at the post where he was speaking angrily, and immediately said: "Do the people I bring also need your attention?
Get out of my way!"
"yes!"
I don't dare to say anything if the position is not good, so I can only let it go.
After all, this is someone Yang Ran brought back personally, and he is not considered an outsider.
When I came to the special care ward of the hospital, I saw several doctors who were still busy. Looking at the patient lying down, it was obvious that there was no big possibility.
"Are you sure?"
Yang Ran asked.
Meng Xiaobao stepped forward and his spiritual sense directly penetrated the old man in front of him.
"Yes, but the position of the small iron piece is not very good. Otherwise, it can be completely cured with the current medical conditions, but the current situation is impossible to achieve with modern medicine."
In this case, it was undoubtedly a blow to Yang Ran!
"Mr. Meng, is there still a chance?
Please, please do your best, I will give you whatever reward you want, as long as I can do it."
Yang Ran was already covered in tears at this time.
Seeing the other party's tears, Meng Xiaobao was also a little helpless.
"Okay! Don't worry."
With that said, Meng Xiaobao stepped forward and prepared to intervene, but just as he was about to take action, he was stopped by the old man next to him.
"Boy, what are you doing? Do you know who this person is?"
Looking at the old man, Meng Xiaobao shook his head: "I don't know, I just know that if you continue to save me like this, the old man will really be hopeless. If not, get out of the way as soon as possible!"
When someone said this, the old man was a little angry.
"Right now, Mr. Yang is dying and bleeding has begun in his abdominal cavity. If the piece of iron cannot be taken out as soon as possible, Mr. Yang may not survive for half an hour. Why are you here to cause trouble?"
Meng Xiaobao patted the old man and said, "Just because you can't solve it, it doesn't mean that I can't solve it. I can't even drive a needle with force, so why are you here to get the iron piece?"
"Go and prepare things for blood transfusion. Also, Yang Ran, please go out first! It may be a little bloody after a while."
Faced with Meng Xiaobao's expulsion, Yang Ran refused directly: "I'm sorry, I won't go out. This is my grandfather. I have to watch him turn the corner."
Seeing that he couldn't defeat the other party, Meng Xiaobao said nothing more.
The storage ring was removed with a faint flash of light, and a small piece of ginseng was held in Yang Lao's mouth.
Suddenly an unusual fragrance wafted out.
"This... this must be at least five hundred years old wild ginseng!"
The old doctor exclaimed in a low voice.
Meng Xiaobao rolled her eyes at him: "What do you call it?"
"Lin Shouguang!"
The old man answered quickly.
"Okay, Old Man Lin, prepare the blood transfusion, leave it to me here."
Meng Xiaobao took out a pack of silver needles, lifted up the silver needles that were filled with spiritual power, and in the blink of an eye, nine silver needles fell into place, locking the soul.
At this time, Mr. Yang's half foot has already entered the gate of hell. If the soul is not suppressed, it will not look good when people come from the underworld.
However, this move was all seen by Lin Shouguang and Yang Ran. Yang Ran was not a doctor, so she couldn't see the skills. She just thought it was very powerful, but Lin Shouguang was different.
He is well versed in Chinese and Western medicine. Otherwise, he would not be qualified to treat Mr. Yang.
Eight more silver needles were placed in place, surrounding the heart to unblock the heart channels.
After a dozen breaths, another needle was applied, eight more. Just like that, excluding the first nine, there were a total of sixty-four silver needles, all in place.
"This...Fuxi Acupuncture Technique!"
Lin Shouguang's eyes were shining. At this moment, he had only one feeling. The person in front of him must know him. He was definitely an unborn master.
Hearing Lin Shouguang's low voice, Meng Xiaobao chuckled: "It's not bad. I even know Fuxi acupuncture. Not bad! But can you understand the nine stitches I just started?"
Faced with the question, Lin Shouguang shook his head.
"It's very simple. Those nine needles are called Po Wang Needles. As the saying goes, the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch and will not let you stay until the fifth watch. You can block the orders of the King of Hell, so it is called Po Wang Needle. It suppresses the soul."
Several people around him were a little disbelieving when they heard Meng Xiaobao's words, but they had to believe the magic in front of them.
"Okay, now it's stable for the time being. The next three things are to take out the iron tablets, drain the blood, and then restore the blood transfusion. Remember, when I take out the iron tablets, you will insert the needle and start the blood transfusion.
"
"See clearly, remember clearly."
Meng Xiaobao took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, entering a state of emptiness.
The spiritual consciousness moved and directly locked the position of the iron piece.
A sword energy appeared in his hand. He clicked it and slid open the skin. With the spiritual power, the iron piece was pulled out directly.
"Blood transfusion!"
The assistant who had been prepared nearby quickly gave the injection.
At this moment, all the sixty-four needles in Meng Xiaobao's hand were withdrawn, and all of a sudden, the places where the needles were originally inserted began to bleed.
In normal acupuncture, slight blood stains will appear after the needle is pulled out. However, when Meng Xiaobao pulled out the needle, the blood continued to flow out along the needle eye. Lin Shouguang was also shocked.
"Little brother, what is going on?"
"As I said, drain the blood. Otherwise, how will the previous congestion be drained? Blood transfusion will do."
Meng Xiaobao was a little speechless. At this level, he had stopped him just now.