"You can do it now." After Qin Haodong said that, he asked Nalanjie to find someone to find a hard wooden bed, and then asked Shi Kuohai to climb on it.
He took out the needle belt from his pocket, inserted nine needles in Shi Kuohai's back one after another, then placed his hands on both sides of the spine and gently massaged it.
By taking the pulse just now, he had already understood the injury in the spinal area, so the massage technique was extremely precise. With just the right amount of force, the dislocated spine slowly began to return to its normal position.
During the recovery process, the spine will inevitably be hindered by the deformed tendons and muscles, but these have been sorted out by him using Aoki Qi, and they have gradually returned to normal.
As for the bone spurs that had grown, he used his internal strength to quietly shatter them into pieces, and then dissolved them with Qingmu's true energy.
Shi Kuohai lay on the bed and was surprised. The injured part usually hurt even if he didn't touch it, but now under Qin Haodong's massage, he didn't feel any pain at all.
What he didn't know was that the nine silver needles that Qin Haodong had just inserted had completely severed the nerves in the injured area. Although there was no anesthetic, it was ten times more effective than anesthesia.
The entire treatment process took less than five minutes. Qin Haodong stood up and put away the nine silver needles.
"Okay, the spine has been completely restored, and now you can get up and move around slowly. But please be careful not to pick up heavy objects or do strenuous activities within a week."
Shi Kuohai sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and slowly stood on the ground. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his lower back no longer hurt at all, and he was much more relaxed than before, as if a huge boulder had been lifted off.
"Little miraculous doctor, thank you so much." He said, taking out a bank card from his pocket, "Little miraculous doctor, there is 100,000 yuan in it. It's a small kindness, please accept it."
Qin Haodong was not polite. He took the bank card and put it in his pocket. He was a doctor and he should charge for medical treatment. Besides, he was indeed not very wealthy now.
He said: "Mr. Nalan, is there anything else? If nothing happens, I will go back."
"Little miracle doctor, wait a minute." Before Nalanjie could speak, Shi Kuohai called Qin Haodong.
"What? Is Director Shi still uncomfortable somewhere?" Qin Haodong asked in surprise.
"The little miracle doctor misunderstood, I'm in great condition now." Shi Kuohai said, pulling the girl in black behind him over, and said, "Little miracle doctor, this is my niece Qi Wan'er, who has suffered from a strange disease since she was a child.
Please help her take a look."
After saying that, he said to the girl in black: "Wan'er, there are no outsiders here. Let Dr. Qin take a look."
Qi Wan'er nodded without saying anything, and began to gently untie Luo's shirt, taking off her long skirt, leaving only her underwear.
As her skin was exposed, several people in the room looked surprised.
Originally, the skin of girls of this age should be as white as jade, but Qi Wan'er's skin is as dark as ink, which is darker than black people, and gives people a very eerie feeling.
Finally, Qi Wan'er took off the veil from her face, and everyone was surprised to find that except for a little light gold between her eyebrows, the skin on her face was as black as ink on her body.
At this time, there was a dead silence in her eyes. She was not shy at all, nor did she show any strangeness to everyone's surprised expressions.
Nalanjie asked in surprise: "What on earth is going on?"
Shi Kuohai sighed and said: "My niece is also a miserable person. When she was a child, she was just like other children, smart and cute.
Unexpectedly, when I was ten years old, I suddenly got a strange disease. At first, it was just a small black spot on my chest. Everyone thought it was a mole, and no one cared about it.
Unexpectedly, as I grew older, that little black spot grew bigger and bigger, and finally spread all over my body. By the time I was 18, except for my face, everything else had turned into the current color."
Nalan Wushuang asked: "Have you never been to the hospital for treatment?"
"How could I not go?" Shi Kuohai said, "To be honest, my brother-in-law's family is also a big family in the imperial capital, with very strong connections and financial resources. In recent years, he has visited almost all famous doctors from all over the world.
But there is no way.
The conclusions given by major hospitals are very consistent, saying that this is a congenital disease, not a disease.
But as time went by, the disease became more and more serious, and it began to spread to the face, and finally it became what it is now."
Having said this, Shi Kuohai looked sad and sighed again: "This child is also pitiful. He was originally lively and cheerful, but now his personality has changed drastically after being tortured by this strange disease. He is locked in the room all day long watching a TV.
I don’t even have to leave my computer or the door.
My sister saw that the child was really pitiful, so she asked her to come to my place to relax. I happened to hear the old chief say that the little miracle doctor’s medical skills were extraordinary, so I brought her over and wanted the little miracle doctor to take a look.”
Qin Haodong understood that Shi Kuohai was also testing his medical skills while seeing a doctor. If his waist injury could not be cured, Qi Waner would not seek medical treatment for himself in the future. After all, this strange disease is easier to treat than his.
Back injuries are ten times more difficult.
"Little miracle doctor, do you think there is still hope for this disease?" Shi Kuohai asked eagerly.
"Let me take a look first before talking."
Qin Haodong asked Qi Wan'er to sit down on the chair, and then began to take her pulse.
As soon as his fingers touched Qi Wan'er's veins, he felt an extremely cold breath sweeping over him. Fortunately, his heart was strong and he suppressed the cold air.
But then Qin Haodong's expression changed drastically, and Qi Wan'er's pulse beat very weakly. If it weren't for his powerful soul, he wouldn't even be able to feel it. It was as if he was dead.
He quickly took his hand back, and Shi Kuohai asked nervously: "How are you doing, little miracle doctor?"
Qi Wan'er's dead eyes flashed with light, and she turned to look at Qin Haodong.
Qin Haodong frowned and said, "She is not sick!"
"This..." Shi Kuohai looked disappointed. He originally thought that his niece finally had hope after seeing Qin Haodong's miraculous medical skills, but he did not expect that the final result was the same as other doctors' diagnosis, that she was not sick.
Qi Wan'er's expression did not change at all, but the brilliance in her eyes disappeared instantly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Haodong continued: "She is not sick, but someone has given her a trick to raise ghosts."
"What, the art of raising ghosts?"
Not only Shi Kuohai, but also Nalan Jie and Nalan Wushuang were shocked. Qi Wan'er looked at Qin Haodong again with cold eyes.
In fact, not only were these people surprised, but even Qin Haodong himself was extremely surprised when he got this result.
The art of raising ghosts was once a common method used by ghost sects in the world of cultivation. However, this method was too evil and harmed the world. Later, the ghost sects were jointly destroyed by other sects. This method has also disappeared in the world of cultivation.
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"Doctor Qin, what is going on? Please explain clearly." Shi Kuohai asked eagerly.
"The art of raising ghosts is an evil Taoist magic method. First, extremely evil methods are used to cultivate ghost fetuses, and when the ghost fetuses mature, a suitable mother body is found and implanted.
The selection conditions for the mother's body are very stringent, requiring a woman of Yin nature and a virgin.
It takes a total of ten years for the ghost fetus to mature from the time it is planted. When mature, it will instantly swallow up all the mother's consciousness and become the ghost slave of the caster."
Nalan Wushuang felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it, and asked: "What is the purpose of such an evil technique?"
Qin Haodong said: "Of course there are benefits. Once the ghost is successfully raised, the ghost slave is absolutely loyal to the master, and is very powerful, and can reach the level of a human warrior.
Furthermore, ghost slaves grow extremely quickly, and can usually reach the level of a master within three years. Just imagine how powerful an evil monk would be if he had several such ghost slaves under his command."
He said all this with reference to the ghost-raising technique of the ghost sect in the world of cultivation. In the world of cultivation, once the ghost slave is formed, it can reach the level of foundation building, and the ghost pill can be formed in three years. If other evil sects use other evil techniques
The time can be shortened by cultivating the method.
For a normal human monk to form a golden elixir, it would take at least decades, or even hundreds of years, but with ghost slaves, it becomes much easier, so some people take risks to practice evil spells.
Nalanjie couldn't help but take a breath of air. The Grandmaster was definitely the supreme being among warriors, and his status was extremely respected. If someone with such strength could be used as a slave, it would be unimaginable.
Shi Kuohai asked with a face full of horror: "Little miracle doctor, do you mean that Wan'er was pregnant with a ghost fetus?"
"That's definitely the case." Qin Haodong said, "Think about whether she had contact with weird evil monks ten years ago."
Shi Kuohai said: "Ten years ago? It's been too long. I need to think about it carefully."
"You don't have to think about it. When I celebrated my birthday ten years ago, an old Taoist once told me my fortune. Since then, I have had that little black spot on my chest. That old Taoist must have been the one who planted the evil fetus in me.
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This was the first time Qi Waner spoke after entering the room. Although her voice was cold and crisp, she turned to look at Qin Haodong again, "How long do I have?"
"The last Niwan Palace left in your body that has not been swallowed up by the ghost fetus is the golden point between your eyebrows. But if I read it correctly, there should not be much time left, only about three or two days.
time."
Qi Wan'er said: "The day after tomorrow is my 20th birthday, it should be that day."
Shi Kuohai was shocked when he heard this. He quickly pulled Qin Haodong and said, "Little miracle doctor, is there anything you can do? You must save her."
Qin Haodong sighed. If he still had the cultivation level in his previous life, he would be able to destroy ghosts with just a raise of his hand. But now his cultivation level is too low and he has not even completed the foundation building. If he wants to deal with this kind of ghost fetus,
It's really difficult.
If the ghost fetus in Qi Wan'er's body must be destroyed, it must be done with the help of magic weapons such as talismans. This is not 100% guaranteed.
He said: "I have found a way to make a breakthrough, but it cannot guarantee a 100% cure. I can only have a 50% hope."
"This..." Shi Kuohai hesitated. He was just Qi Wan'er's uncle, not her parents. It was not easy to make decisions on behalf of someone with only half hope.
"No problem, I am willing to receive treatment from Dr. Qin." Qi Wan'er agreed, and then said, "But I have a condition."
Qin Haodong glanced at her and said, "You tell me what the conditions are!"
Qi Waner said coldly: "If you can't cure me, you must kill me. I don't want my body to become someone else's slave."