The Almighty Son-in-Law of the Female President

Yun Fantian's heart sank when he saw the palm print, he had never seen that kind of strange sword wound, but he had seen this palm print before.

Yun Fantian once had some medical skills with Huashen doctor, and one night a woman came to seek treatment from Huashen doctor with a man who had suffered the same injury behind her back.

At that time, Miracle Doctor Hua's complexion sank when he saw this palm print, and he refused, but at that time the woman took out a piece of jade, which somehow made Miracle Doctor Hua change his mind and treated the man.

Yun Fantian was standing next to Miracle Doctor Hua at that time, and he only remembered that Miracle Doctor Hua had put in a lot of effort to save the man's life, and in the end he even took out the ancestral medicine bottle that he was greedy for, and used a pill of miracle medicine to save him. that man.

Yun Fantian looked at the palm prints on Zhao Ping's back, and was in a state of confusion. Fortunately, he knew the way to save him, but unfortunately, his method was only to save his life. If he wanted to be completely him, he might have to go Find Hua Miracle Doctor.

f "Surnamed He, you claim to be a master of sword wounds, and now you can't even sew such a big wound to me, what do I want from you? Do you think I, Qin Yun, are easy to deceive, or my Qin family is easy to deceive!
Let me tell you that the surname is He, this is my dead brother, and he made a slight mistake, tomorrow I will sink you into the river! "

Qin Yun had already lost his mind, clutching the doctor's collar with both hands, roaring wildly with red eyes.

"That's enough, please be quiet. Qin Yun went to fetch some boiling water. As for this doctor surnamed He, if you can't sew up this knife wound, then just gouged out this piece of meat and then sewed it up. As long as you can always do it?!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The doctor hurried back, scolding himself for being stupid again, wondering why he hadn't thought of this way.

Facing that sword wounding Yun Fantian, there was no good way. He could only think of this way by chance, and he didn't know if he would succeed if he tried it.

"Go find some more plasma. I'm going to give Zhao Ping a blood change later. Don't just stand around here, go get busy."

Qin Yu, who was standing by the side, quickly nodded and went down to arrange these things.

Yun Fantian walked to the side of the disinfection pool and washed his hands twice, and took another handful of water to wash his face to wake himself up. The set of silver needles he brought when he took it out of his arms was sterilized.

"I'll block his acupuncture point with needles later to save his last breath, and then you sew up his wound first, and then I will detoxify him to prevent blood loss when I detoxify him later. many."

The doctor understood what Yun Fantian meant, and pulled the surgical stand aside, preparing for his own work.

Yun Fantian took out a few silver needles from the needle pouch with one hand, and groped for the acupuncture points on Zhao Ping's body with the other hand. His hands were like swimming dragons, swimming around Zhao Ping's body.

"Shenque, Moisture, Juque...Zhongting...Tiantu!" Yun Fantian applied 32 needles in a row, keeping the true energy in Zhao Ping's body away, and also locked Zhao Ping's breath of true energy.

It stops the blood circulation of several major acupoints, but it will not have too much impact on its blood circulation system. This is the long-lost method of locking Qi recorded in the secret book of Hua Shenyi.

The set of movements just now seems ordinary, but it consumes a lot of zhenqi. The trick to using this acupuncture method is to inject your own zhenqi during the continuous acupuncture process, so as to effectively lock the injured person's zhenqi.

After a set of acupuncture techniques, Yun Fantian was already sweating profusely, and his face was slightly pale. The doctor surnamed He who was watching was already stunned. He had never seen such a traditional Chinese medicine method.

And it seemed to be very serious. The bleeding from the wound that was bleeding just now had slowed down a lot. At this moment, he had a great sense of admiration for this young man who appeared out of nowhere.

"Could this be the mystery of Chinese medicine? If I knew it earlier, I would have studied Chinese medicine..."

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you rush to treat the wound!" Yun Fantian shouted to the doctor, He Hehe quickly picked up the scalpel and started working, he didn't care about his scolding but was a little happy in his heart.

Yun Fantian noticed the smile on the face of the doctor surnamed He, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

""I'm afraid I have some special hobbies...""

He Hehe picked up the scalpel and began to concentrate. With decades of medical experience, he has a wealth of experience in dealing with knife wounds, and the wounds in his hands range from hundreds to thousands.

Yun Fantian looked at He Hehe's exquisite saber technique, his hands did not tremble, and he did not hesitate to cast the saber on Zhao Ping's heart, so he couldn't help feeling admiration.

"This doctor really has two talents, and the person Qin Yu found is quite reliable."

In fact, the doctor was still a little nervous, but he was experienced in dealing with knife wounds. The moment he picked up the scalpel and scratched his skin, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his face, but this did not prevent him from performing the operation.

Yun Fantian walked over quietly, picked up the tissue used to wipe sweat on the operating table, and gently helped He Hehe wipe off the cold sweat on his face.

The movements of He Hehe's hands paused, and his heart was immediately moved. He didn't expect that this young man, then Young Master Qin, would actually wipe his sweat for him, and his admiration grew even stronger.

Yun Fantian noticed that the greasy smile appeared on this man's face again, and immediately felt a chill in his heart, and quickly stepped back a few steps.

"I'm afraid this person is sick, and it's not shallow..."

After all, the surgical operation was delicate. After about an hour, the doctor finally cleaned up the three centimeters of flesh and blood around the heart including the wound, exposing the red muscles and blood vessels inside.

"This doctor really deserves to be imported from Germany. The technique is really extraordinary. I'm afraid I can't be so precise in this technique. The bottom is the heart. If there is even the slightest error in the hand, Zhao Ping may die! "

Two hours had passed by the time the doctor finished treating the wound, and Qin Yu also brought a complete set of writing equipment and a sufficient amount of plasma.

"I will exchange blood after I have dealt with the long seal on Zhao Ping's back, but the action must be quick, I think his poison has deepened!"

At this moment, Zhao Ping's lips were purple and black, but because of the 32 injections that Yun Fantian read on his body just now, which blocked the spread of the poison, Zhao Ping's life was saved at this moment.

"The wound and the palm print on the back can only be made by a master. What kind of person did Zhao Ping provoke and want to kill him? Why didn't he tell himself and everyone?"

A series of question marks flashed in Yun Fantian's mind, but this is not the time to think about it.

Yun Fantian called Qin Yu to turn Zhao Ping's body over so that Zhao Ping's body was in contact with the bed at a 90-degree angle, so as to avoid the needles he applied just now touching the bed.

Yun Fantian stretched out his palm and groped for the palm print on Zhao Ping's back, and sighed, he really didn't want to use Hua's method unless it was a last resort.