Ye Bufan said calmly: "You are right, I can indeed cure this disease."
"Arrogance, jokes, shameless talk, and nonsense..."
Jin Yingquan used almost all the derogatory words he could use, and then said, "Ignorant child, you don't know any medical skills at all.
Do you know what the five declines of heaven and man are? The old general is now in the state of five declines of heaven and man. It is difficult for gods to save this situation. How can you Chinese medicine cure it well?"
"You don't believe it, do you?"
Ye Bufan said, "Didn't you just want to make a bet with me? If you don't believe it, then I'll give you a chance."
"Okay." Jin Yingquan seemed to have found an opportunity to prove that he was not incompetent. He immediately jumped up and shouted, "Tell me, what are you betting on?"
"Bet on life." Ye Bufan said, "If I cure the old general's disease, I will take your life. If I cannot cure the old general's disease, I will die."
"this……"
Jin Yingquan was shocked. He didn't expect this young man to be so ruthless and even risk his life.
But thinking about the diagnosis he had just made and the fact that Shevchenko had reached the state of degeneration, he still said without hesitation: "Just bet. Since you are looking for death, you can't blame others."
Ye Bufan turned to look at Popov: "General, please be a witness for us."
"Okay, I'll be the notary."
Popov was not optimistic about Ye Bufan at first, but now that he saw that he was so confident that he even bet his own life on it, he suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his father's illness.
Andre had been watching from the side. When he saw Ye Bufan bet with his own life, he couldn't help but curled his lips secretly. He felt that this Chinese man was a madman. Isn't he obviously looking for death?
Although he didn't understand the five degenerations of heaven and man, after testing with advanced instruments, General Shevchenko's physiological functions were severely degraded, and his internal organs were already in a state of failure. Under such circumstances, there was no possibility of getting better.
Ye Bufan ignored the looks of others, walked to the hospital bed, took out the Feihe Golden Needle from his pocket, and began to use the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, inserting the golden needles into more than a dozen acupuncture points on Shevchenko's body.
Seeing his acupuncture technique, Jin Yingquan's expression suddenly changed.
Although this guy has some problems with his character, he does have some attainments in medical skills. He immediately recognized his acupuncture technique. "This...is this the Nine Soul-Reviving Acupuncture Needles? You can actually know the Nine Soul-Reviving Acupuncture Needles!"
He had seen records about the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles in an ancient book passed down from China. However, this kind of acupuncture technique was extremely advanced and required the use of Qi to move the needles, so he could only look forward to it and sigh.
But I never expected that the legendary acupuncture technique that can reach the gods could be used in the hands of the young man in front of me, and it was so proficient that it had obviously reached an extremely advanced level.
Ye Bufan said jokingly while applying acupuncture, "Didn't you say that Chinese medicine is better than Korean medicine? You must also know this kind of acupuncture."
"I……"
No matter how thick-skinned Kim Young-kwon is, he is embarrassed to say that he can return to his soul with nine needles.
After the embarrassment, he shouted angrily: "Boy, don't think it's any big deal just because you can recover your soul with nine needles.
The old general has reached the state of degeneration, and even if the nine soul-reviving needles are powerful, it is impossible to save him."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Popov's sharp eyes and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly closed his mouth.
Popov snorted coldly. He had no ability to curse others and could not cure his father. The impression of this Bangbang countryman in his mind was extremely bad.
But in order not to disturb Shevchenko's medical treatment, he didn't say anything.
On Ye Bufan's side, he finished using the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, and used the chaotic energy to open up all the blocked meridians in Shevchenko's body.
These are just basic tasks. Just as Jin Yingquan said, Shevchenko can no longer be cured by the nine soul-reviving needles alone. The next thing to do is to restore life through the Zhuyou technique.
He closed his eyes slightly, pinched the magic formula with his index finger, and began to perform the Zhu You Technique.
Generally speaking, Zhu Youshu requires the help of the power of talismans, but since he has reached the level of a master of magic, he no longer needs talismans and can complete it at the palm of his hand.
As each spell was played, waves of energy that could not be detected by the naked eye continued to flow into Shevchenko's body, nourishing his internal organs and replenishing his vitality, which had been sluggish to the extreme.
It was also the first time for Ye Bufan to use the Zhu You Technique. His consciousness scanned Shevchenko's body and he felt the increasingly powerful vitality and improving physiological functions. He couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart.
The effect of Zhu Youshu is indeed miraculous. It is indeed a magical technique that has been passed down for thousands of years. It does have its own unique method.
What he didn't know was that as a master of magic, his ability to control the vitality of heaven and earth was so strong that the effect of the Zhu Youshu he performed was three points stronger than that of Zhu You Guangji.
But all this was extremely weird in the eyes of others. Popov and Sharapova saw him twitching his index fingers and mumbling words, but they didn't know what he was doing.
Andre curled his lips. He had long heard that Chinese medicine was a trick, a witchcraft, and it was true.
Jin Yingquan's eyes were also full of contempt. Although the opponent unexpectedly used the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, the result did not change. If Shevchenko could not be cured, there would be only death.
After a full 10 minutes, Ye Bufan stopped the Zhu Youshu and then took back all the golden needles.
Then a magical scene appeared. As the golden needles were taken out one by one, blood immediately appeared on the face that was originally as pale as paper, and the faint sound of breathing became clearer.
All the machines at the bedside have changed, the previous alarm sounds have disappeared, and all the indicators have returned to their normal positions.
"Oh my god, what's going on?"
Andre was dumbfounded. He really didn't believe that Ye Bufan could cure Shevchenko, but he believed in his own instruments, which were the best in the world and could not make mistakes.
But what is happening now? How come everything is back to normal?
When Popov and Sharapova saw that the old general's expression was getting better and better, they felt ecstatic in their hearts. Although they were not awake yet, they already saw hope.
Ye Bufan took back all the golden needles, then stretched out his hand to massage his chest a few times, patted the old general's shoulder and said, "Okay, get up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shevchenko, who had been in critical condition just now, actually sat up from the bed. His face was red and energetic, and he did not look sick at all.
He looked at Ye Bufan and said, "Miracle doctor from China, thank you for saving the old man's life."
His words sounded like music from heaven to the ears of Popov and Sharapova, indicating that Shevchenko was really well.
On the other side, Gabulov felt sour in his heart. The doctor he hired was a disgrace, but the one Sharapova hired actually cured the old general.
