The Almighty Son-in-Law of the Female President

"Huh" took another deep breath, and Yun Fantian rubbed his face to make himself more energetic.

"Help him well, no matter how you react later, you will hold him firmly, understand?" Yun Fantian said to Qin Yu and He Hehe with a serious expression.

Yun Fantian slowly took out the thickest silver needle from the needle pouch, and pierced it towards the center of the palm print.

The last time he observed Miracle Doctor Hua, he used this method, first using a thick needle to release the poisonous blood in the center of the palm print.

This kind of palm print is very unique. Even though Zhao Ping was bleeding in front of his body just now, the blood in the palm print on his back seemed to be solidified, without any loss, so the poison on Zhao Ping's body did not spread very quickly before.

But it won't take long for the palm prints on the back to rot, sores and pus will appear, and the vitality of the whole body will disappear with the rot of the palm prints on the back. This is the most painful thing.

Yun Fantian hates this kind of insidious move in Jianghu the most. It will make people clearly feel the passing of their own life, and die in despair a little bit. This is not what a warrior should do. People who use this method often It's a villain.

"What kind of existence have you provoked to provoke such a murder, but with me here, I will not allow you to be killed by such a villain!"

After the thickest silver needle was pierced, not much blood flowed out, as if stimulated by the silver needle, the palm print on Zhao Ping's back turned from purple to black.

Yun Fantian's complexion darkened, he quickened his hand movements, and pulled out 7 needles in a row to pierce around Zhao Ping's palm prints on the back respectively, encircling them and injecting true energy.

Afterwards, Yun Fantian quickly pulled out the thickest silver needle in the center of the palm print with his left hand, and slapped Zhao Ping's back suddenly with his right hand in the shape of a palm, and the palm of his hand overlapped with the palm print.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, all completed within three breaths, Qin Yu and He Hehe only saw the afterimage of Yun Fantian, and did not see clearly the movements in his hands at all, everything was over.

Zhao Ping, who was lying on his side, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and then his body trembled violently. Qin Yu and He Hehe were prepared in advance, and they held Zhao Ping's arm tightly so that the silver needle in front of him could not move. will touch the hospital bed.

After a while, Zhao Ping's trembling became weaker and weaker, and finally calmed down slowly, but a tiny sound began to murmur in his mouth.

"Sword...sword...sword..."

He could only hear it clearly when he was near Yun Fantian, and Zhao Ping kept repeating a word in his mouth.

"Sword? What sword?"

Although I don't know what Zhao Ping meant, but Yun Fantian didn't think too much. He just completed the first step, breaking up the poisonous blood on Zhao Ping's back, and the poisonous gas was flooding with the blood circulation. Among his internal organs and six lungs.

However, just now Yun Fantian used the technique of locking the truth to protect Zhao Ping's zhenqi and vital organs. At this moment, he can't do much harm to him, but there is not much buffer time left for him.

"Exchange blood for him now, speed!" Yun Fantian quickly commanded.

"oh oh!"

This kind of professional thing naturally needs to be done by a professional person. Qin Yu slapped He Hehe on the back of the head, and when he woke up, he was still immersed in Yun Fantian's action just now, He Hehe.

He Hehe did not dare to delay, and quickly began to exchange blood for Zhao Ping. The plasma was prepared in advance. Zhao Ping has ordinary A-type blood, and the hospital has a large reserve. ready for use.

After all the preparations were completed, the equipment started to work normally, and the dark brown blood in Zhao Ping's body slowly flowed out, and then the blood transfusion pump began to slowly replenish him with fresh blood.

Seeing the poisonous blood being discharged little by little, Qin Yu began to have a smile on his face. Zhao Ping is the closest buddy besides the boss and himself. If you want to say that you don’t want Zhao Ping to have accidents, Qin Yu is definitely the strongest person. of two.

Even He Hehe breathed a sigh of relief, but Yun Fantian did not let down his guard.

He had to concentrate now, and after the fresh blood circulated in Zhao Ping's body for a week, he used a special method to make the subsequent blood flow out from the pinhole in the center of the palm on his back.

Just as a drop of poisonous blood was slowly dripping into the blood, Yun Fantian quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on Zhao Ping's back with his sword finger out of the handle, and then quickly reached out his left hand to Zhao Ping's In front of him, he quickly pulled out the 32 silver needles that protected his true energy.

Another afterimage flashed by, He Hehe just blinked his eyes, all the movements were completed, Yun Fantian suddenly let out a big breath, stepped back a few steps and leaned against the wall.

"Keep this movement, then lean Zhao Ping's body backwards, find a few ropes, let him maintain this movement, and find a small basin on his back.

In order for the fresh blood to flow into the basin, after pulling out the blood and changing the blood later, don't stop giving him blood transfusion, just slow down the speed of blood transfusion. "

Qin Yu immediately called the two younger brothers to do these things, while he looked at Yun Fantian with a look of admiration on his face. Sure enough, the boss has a way. It was the smartest choice in his life that he chose to follow him.

As for He Hehe, he has already fallen into worship mode at this moment. He has never thought that Chinese medicine can be so miraculous. Now he not only worships Chinese medicine, but also worships Yun Brahma who shows the magical effect of Chinese medicine in front of him.

Yun Fantian glanced at the two bastards, didn't say much, just looked at Zhao Ping lying on the hospital bed quietly.

Qin Yu's younger brother was quick to do things, and he got everything ready in a short while. Neither Qin Yun nor He Hehe left the secret room, just staring at Zhao Ping on the hospital bed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Qin Yun and He Hehe, who hadn't slept all night, soon started fighting due to tired eyelids, but fortunately they leaned on each other and fell asleep sitting in the corner.

When he woke up the next morning, Qin Yu stretched his waist and yawned. What happened last night made him exhausted, but he had a strict schedule, and he must wake up at seven o'clock every morning.

Qin Yu opened his hazy eyes and saw Yun Fantian lying on the ground. When he got closer, he saw that Yun Fantian was pale and his eyes were tightly closed, but luckily he was breathing evenly.

"I didn't expect Boss to be so tired last night!"

Qin Yu looked at He Hehe who was soundly asleep on the ground, and slapped him awake, and the two of them worked together to lift Yun Fantian onto a hospital bed next to Zhao Ping.

"Young Master Yun must have used his mind too much last night, and now he's a bit out of strength, but it's not serious. I gave him some glucose, and he'll be fine after two days of rest!"

Only then did Qin Yu feel relieved, and looked at He Hehe: "You will stay here for the next few days, and keep an eye on Zhao Ping's situation. After the matter is over, your benefits will be indispensable, but remember to remember your mouth!"