The man who was dancing at the side hurriedly said: "Yi Zhang, since he is willing, let him come."
Everyone else was staring at the man doing the great dance.
The man who danced the magic seemed to see through their eyes. He hurriedly whispered: "If you are not sure that you can cure the monarch, you'd better shut up. Since this kid is willing to stand up and be a scapegoat, let's not stop him."
When several people heard this, their eyes lit up.
After a day of trying, they were completely unable to cure the monarch.
Because they used all the treatment methods they thought were the best when they arrived, but there was no response at all. Therefore, they had no confidence that they could cure the monarch. They even worried that they would be beheaded.
As soon as they were reminded by the dancing man, they immediately came to their senses.
"Yi Zhang, just let him come."
"Yes, if anything happens, he will bear all the consequences."
…
Everyone spoke out one after another, and some even couldn't wait to speak out what was on their mind.
Dr. Zhang glanced at these folk doctors with contempt from the bottom of his heart.
He looked up at Guo Yi again and asked, "Are you sure you want them all to leave and let you handle the treatment alone?"
"Yes!" Guo Yi nodded.
"Do you know that if you fail to cure the monarch, you alone will bear all the consequences?" Doctor Zhang asked.
"Of course." Guo Yi smiled.
"Since you understand, that's good." Zhang Yuyi nodded and said, "You all step aside and let him treat him alone."
"Yes!" The dancing master and others stepped aside one after another, with relaxed and cheerful expressions on their faces, as if they were waiting to see Guo Yi's joke.
This group of people had smiles on their faces, and a strange expression on their lips.
As soon as these people left, the area around the Qi monarch's bed suddenly became much more relaxed and quieter.
Guo Yi walked over.
He checked carefully and found that the condition was not as serious as imagined.
It was the monarch's birthday a few days ago, so he drank some wine. Once people drink alcohol, their blood pressure will easily rise. In addition, as they get older, they also have some diseases in the body. They directly suffered a stroke!
Even on earth, if you are not sent to the hospital for treatment immediately after a stroke, you may suffer from hemiplegia or even half-side paralysis.
Fortunately, he was still young and although he had a stroke, it did not cause hemiplegia.
Guo Yi stood up.
Zhang Yuyi didn't know when he stood beside Guo Yi, and he hurriedly came over: "I don't know, what disease does the monarch suffer from?"
"Stroke!" Guo Yi replied.
"Stroke?" Dr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand. He asked, "What is a stroke?"
"It's just a very simple disease." Guo Yi didn't explain the pathology, but replied.
But this sentence made Dr. Zhang not know how to answer it!
For diseases that a young man can easily detect through examination, your imperial doctors in Qi State cannot even detect them, let alone cure them.
Doctor Zhang's expression turned even gloomier.
The dancing man hurriedly approached: "Yi Zhang, what do you think?"
"He is a liar!" Dr. Zhang spat out a few words coldly.
Everyone on the side was stunned for a moment, and then they all secretly rejoiced. It seemed that this boy was going to be unlucky today, unless...unless he could really save the monarch. Otherwise, he would have to die here today, and his head would fall to the ground.
Guo Yi walked slowly towards the monarch's bed and took out a row of golden needles.
One hundred and eight gold needles.
Every golden needle glowed with cold light.
Whoosh!
Several soldiers on the side immediately jumped over and put the knife on Guo Yi's neck.
"It's too much for you to bring a murder weapon into the palace," the soldier said.
Guo Yi smiled slightly and said: "This is a life-saving golden needle, not a murder weapon."
The soldier looked up at Dr. Zhang.
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Yuyi's eyes, and he said: "I have heard that strange people can use golden needles to save people's lives. Have you ever practiced such a technique?"
"Acupuncture is nothing." Guo Yi shook his head.
"Can this method of acupuncture really cure diseases and save lives?" Dr. Zhang asked.
"Of course!" Guo Yi nodded.
"Do you know that if anything happens to the monarch, it will be a crime of beheading." Dr. Zhang reminded.
"I don't need you to remind me of this." Guo Yi didn't even raise his head.
Doctor Zhang was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and said, "Okay, then you can do it. I'm just reminding you out of kindness."
Guo Yi smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness."
Guo Yi took out the black kit, and one hundred and eight golden needles were exposed to the air. The bright golden needles exuded a cold light. The light simply penetrated the heart and made people feel trembling. Guo Yi held it lightly
A golden needle was slowly inserted into the Tianling acupuncture point of the Lord of Qi.
A gold needle more than ten centimeters long actually only exposed the length of a thumbnail.
Hiss!
The people around him took a deep breath subconsciously. With such a long golden needle piercing his brain, this person shouldn't die on the spot?
No one here knows the art of gold needles or acupuncture.
But they knew that once such a long needle penetrated the body, it would be completely destroyed and die on the spot.
"You, you are crazy!" Dr. Zhang shouted.
Before Doctor Zhang could finish speaking, Guo Yi took another golden needle and stabbed it into the monarch's temple. One on each side, two symmetrical needles, slightly shorter than the golden needle on the Tianling point, which was inserted directly into the emperor's temple.
Once inside, there was no trace of gold needles at all.
Guo Yi scolded: "Shut up!"
In one sentence, they were completely speechless.
A group of people looked at Guo Yi blankly.
"Let him fool around. If the monarch has any shortcomings, let this boy be buried with him." The man who danced with the master roared angrily.
"That's right!" Others nodded.
Doctor Zhang frowned, his face turned livid: "This kid will definitely die an ugly death!"
Guo Yi didn't care about the sounds around him, but devoted himself wholeheartedly to the treatment.
He put all the fun in the monarch, and he planned to use a set of theories deduced from his heart to diagnose and treat him. Anyway, as long as his soul persisted, he could bring him back to life. Now he happened to encounter such a stroke
People, don't you just try your own theory?
If it can be realized, it would be a good idea to leave all this medical knowledge to these royal doctors, so that they can pass it on from generation to generation, and let the medical skills be passed down on this planet of Atyan. It can save all people and save many suffering people.
One hundred and eight needles were all used up until the opponent was pricked into a hedgehog.
