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"What about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? Teacher, are you admitting it wrong? Didn't it say that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is the ghost doctor's famous stunt? How could Song Mingyi do it? Song Mingyi can't be the ghost doctor, right?"

Luo Qing said this and laughed herself.

You must know that the ghost doctor became famous three years ago. How old was Song Mingyi at that time?

But how could a college student who just entered college be a ghost doctor?

This woman must be pretending to fool everyone.

Yao Qingchuan suddenly became angry after hearing Luo Qing's disdainful words: "Shut up! If you dare to be nagging again, don't blame me for driving you out!"

He didn't know who Song Mingyi was and whether he was a ghost doctor, but one thing was certain, that was, Song Mingyi had a close relationship with the ghost doctor.

How could such a person fool them?

Besides, how can one fool around with things like curing diseases and saving people?

Luo Qing was shocked.

When he realized that he was scolded because of Song Mingyi, he felt even more annoyed.

She has never hated a woman so much, Song Mingyi did it.

She will never let go of this woman who has repeatedly embarrassed her!

Yao Qingchuan didn't notice Luo Qing's displeased eyes. He pressed against the glass of the observation room and kept looking at Song Mingyi intently, for fear of missing any of her subtle movements.

Song Mingyi had only one thought in her mind, that is, she wanted to save Mrs. Lu.

Although the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate are called thirteen stitches, there are actually one hundred and eight stitches in total.

It is called the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate because the thirteen needles are the fatal points of the human body. If the patient is not careful, the patient will die on the spot.

However, as long as the acupuncture is successfully completed, a life can be taken back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Even though it was not the first time that Song Mingyi used the Thirteen Needles of Guimen, she concentrated on every acupuncture and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Sixty golden needles have been inserted into Mrs. Lu's body.

At this time, Song Mingyi's complexion had become bleak, her breathing had become rapid, cold sweat continued to break out from her forehead, wet her hair, and even her fingertips were trembling.

Yao Qingchuan couldn't help shouting: "No, no, Miss Song's strength will be exhausted!"

Applying the Thirteen Needles of Guimen is not simple, it is as simple as placing one hundred and eight needles.

Special methods are also needed. It can be said that every time acupuncture is performed, the loss to Song Mingyi is huge.

Luo Qing looked at the teacher's anxious look and couldn't help but ask: "What will happen if this woman... I mean Miss Song, can't successfully complete the 108 injections?"

"Then Mrs. Lu will also die without a chance to survive."

The life-threatening acupuncture method is naturally dangerous. If a mistake is made, the patient will have no chance to be saved.

Luo Qing's eyes lit up with excitement when she heard this, and she couldn't help but pray secretly in her heart.

I pray that Song Mingyi will have no choice but to successfully complete the 108 acupuncture treatments.

By that time, she will be the cause of Mrs. Lu's death, and then her chance will come.

Yao Qingchuan couldn't wait any longer and pushed the door open and entered the operating room.

He wanted to go in and see if there was anything he could do for Song Mingyi.

Luo Qing hesitated for a moment and then followed in.

What he wanted to do was to see how Song Mingyi turned into a street rat.

Song Mingyi noticed someone coming in, frowned and scolded: "Stand still!"

Yao Qingchuan said respectfully: "Ms. Song, I have no other intention of coming in. I just want to see if there is anything I can do to help you."

Song Mingyi looked at Yao Qingchuan's sincere look, paused and said, "Wipe my sweat for me."

Yao Qingchuan was stunned for a moment. With his current status, who would dare to ask him to help wipe sweat, but he was not reluctant at all.

He immediately took the gauze on the side and wiped the sweat off Song Mingyi's forehead.

Song Mingyi took a deep breath, picked up the silver needle and stabbed it into her body.

Then he said: "Feed me the black medicine in the white medicine bottle you brought in."

Yao Qingchuan responded and immediately took the pill and fed it into Song Mingyi's mouth.

Soon, Song Mingyi's complexion improved, she took a deep breath and continued to inject Mrs. Lu.

When the 108th needle stimulated Mrs. Lu's body, Mrs. Lu, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes.

Mrs. Lu's eyes were a little dazed, and after a while she murmured: "Mingyi..."

"Mom, I'm here, you go to sleep."

Mrs. Lu looked at Song Mingyi quietly for a while, then closed her eyes tiredly.

The data on the medical equipment connected to Mrs. Lu's body is very stable, which also shows that Mrs. Lu's physical condition is good.

Yao Qingchuan couldn't help shouting excitedly: "I'm alive, I'm alive! I'm alive! This is simply a miracle! Miss Song, can you tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Mingyi's body shaking.

Yao Qingchuan quickly supported Song Mingyi and asked worriedly: "How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Song Mingyi said, "You can take my mother back to the ward in person." "

Yao Qingchuan responded and personally pushed the mobile hospital bed out. He was so excited that he didn't realize that he was being manipulated by Song Mingyi as a trainee doctor.

Luo Qing bit her lip in anger when she saw her teacher acting like this.

She was anxious and angry.

how can that be possible! How could Song Mingyi save Mrs. Lu? Mrs. Lu was obviously about to die just now!

However, Song Mingyi left the emergency room without even looking at her.

As soon as he walked out, Lu Shenxing came up to him and took Song Mingyi into his arms.

Song Mingyi said: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

"Yes, I know." Lu Shenxing bent down and picked up Song Mingyi: "I'll take you back to rest."

Song Mingyi didn't struggle.

She was so tired that she let Lu Shenxing hold her.

Lu Shenxing took only two steps and suddenly stopped. He told Yan Zheng: "Pass the news. Don't spread the news about Ming Yi's treatment tonight."

Yan Zheng agreed and watched Lu Shenxing leave with Song Mingyi in his arms.

It was getting late, so Lu Shenxing took Song Mingyi to the hospital's lounge.

When Lu Shenxing put Song Mingyi on the bed, she had already fallen asleep.

Lu Shenxing brought a basin of hot water and gently wiped Song Mingyi's face.

He looked at her face carefully.

Ming Yi is really good-looking, her skin is thin and white, her facial features seem to have been carefully carved by creation, and her whole person is stunningly beautiful.

The long eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow on the eyelids. The only drawback was that the plump lips looked a little pale at this time.

Seeing Song Mingyi like this, Lu Shenxing felt like his heart was touched somewhere, and he felt an indescribable joy.

"No, no! Don't take him away!" Song Mingyi frowned, her brows furrowed, her expression was painful, as if she had fallen into a deep nightmare.

"Baby! Baby!" Song Mingyi shouted over and over again.

His hands were waving in mid-air, as if trying to catch something.