The campus belle’s girlfriend betrays her and activates the ghost system

Yori Zhizao's eyes were fixed on Ichiro Kiie, the little devil from Sakura Country.

He wanted to see through the heart of this little devil in a kimono. Was he really capable, or was he trying to get rid of himself?

Facing Yori Shizuo's scrutiny, Onizuka Ichiro did not show any panic, but showed a leisurely attitude, as if everything was under control.

Lai Zhiyuan frowned. He walked to the patient's side and looked down carefully.

This old man's face was as pale as paper, his breath was faint, and he seemed to have reached the end of his life.

However, Onizuka Ichiro stood aside with a mysterious smile on his face, as if telling Yori Shizuo that she could still be saved.

Lai Zhiyuan took a deep breath, now he had to take action.

I reviewed in my mind the Taiyi Divine Needle technique I learned from my master during this period.

He took out a few silver needles from the medical box and inserted them into the old man's acupuncture points quickly and accurately.

His movements are smooth and powerful, as if he is playing a piece of music of life.

The silver needle shone coldly in the sun, and every time it penetrated, it seemed to be injecting life energy.

Ten minutes passed, but the patient showed no improvement. Lai Zhiyuan took a deep breath and waved his hands gently around the patient's body, as if looking for some invisible power.

His eyes became firm, and he silently recited the formula taught by Wu Bing in his heart. Then he suddenly pressed his hands on the patient's chest, and a stream of warm air flowed out from his palms and slowly flowed into the patient's body.

At this moment, the entire medical center seemed to be quiet, with only Lai Zhiyuan's breathing intertwined with the patient's imperceptible breathing.

Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, but he still maintained this action firmly, not daring to relax at all.

Time seemed to have frozen at this moment, and Lai Zhiyuan's heart was filled with anticipation and tension.

Finally, he felt a weak vitality regenerate in the patient's body.

He felt happy and wanted to increase his intensity, but his physical strength was no longer able to support it.

Lai Zhiyuan reluctantly took back his hand and walked aside in frustration.

The patient's son opened his mouth, but finally did not speak. He turned his attention to Onizuka Ichiro and pinned his hope on this kicker.

"Mr. Onizuka, let's see what you can do." Lai Zhiyu said in an uncomfortable tone.

Onitsuka Ichiro slowly opened the medical box. Various medical instruments were neatly arranged inside. He carefully took out a silver needle box, opened the lid, and a faint silver light spilled out.

He began to sterilize the silver needle with concentration, and every step was extremely pious.

After the disinfection was completed, he picked up a silver needle. Under the light, the silver needle shone with a cold light.

He walked gently to the patient's side, lowered his head slightly, and looked for the best acupuncture point with concentration.

Ichiro Onitsuka gently pressed his fingers on the patient's abdomen, as if feeling the flow of breath there.

Then, he took a deep breath, and the silver needle in his hand plunged into the patient's abdomen at lightning speed.

At this moment, the silver needle seemed to turn into a stream of light, penetrating the skin and reaching the lesion.

His technique is skillful and precise, and the whole process is done in one go, which is breathtaking.

Onizuka Ichiro followed suit and injected five more needles in succession.

Every drop of a needle is accompanied by subtle tremors in the patient's body, as if responding to the external force.

Every tremor caused everyone present to hold their breath and nervously watch the patient's changes.

Finally, Onizuka Ichiro picked up the last silver needle, his eyes became extremely solemn.

This silver needle will determine the patient's life or death.

He gently stroked the silver needle, as if conveying his faith and strength to it.

Onitsuka Ichiro took a deep breath, and then slowly inserted the silver needle into the patient's heart.

At this moment, the entire medical center seemed to be at a standstill.

The silver needle draws a graceful arc in the air, and then accurately penetrates the patient's heart acupuncture point.

The patient's face suddenly turned rosy, he groaned, his eyelids trembled a few times, and then he slowly opened them, regaining some brightness and vitality from the turbidity and dead silence.

This scene changed so quickly that everyone present was stunned.

Lai Zhiyuan's eyes widened and he looked at this scene in disbelief. The frustration in his heart was instantly replaced by surprise.

The patient's son also forgot to close his mouth, his eyes full of surprise and expectation.

However, this feeling of return to glory did not last long.

After a few seconds, the patient's face turned pale again and his breathing became weak.

In the end, she lay there quietly and never moved again.

Onizuka Ichiro stood there blankly, with the silver needle in his hand still inserted into the patient's body.

His eyes were full of disbelief and confusion, as if the whole world had collapsed.

He held the silver needle in his hand tightly and kept adjusting the depth.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not change the reality before him.

People around him began to whisper, and discussions broke out one after another.

"What's going on? It was obviously getting better just now, why suddenly..."

"This Onizuka Ichiro, isn't it said that he has superb medical skills? Why can't he even cure this?"

"It seems that the doctor in Sakura Country is not very good. Just a few moments ago, I thought he was going to perform a miracle."

"..."

The old woman's son roared angrily. He rushed to Onizuka Ichiro, grabbed him by the collar, and asked viciously: "What are you doing? Didn't you say you could save my mother? Why is she still there?" died?"

Onitsuka Ichiro was shocked by his momentum and was speechless for a moment.

He struggled to free himself from the patient's son, but to no avail.

Onizuka Ichiro's entourage, a burly man, immediately rushed forward and pushed away the angry patient's son.

Several more people rushed over. They stood beside Onitsuka Ichiro, looking around at the people around them vigilantly, protecting their employer.

At this time, the young girl in kimono stood up, her voice was clear and firm, as if carrying an undoubted power.

"At least, my teacher made the old man wake up." She pointed at the woman who had just come to life but was now lying there lifeless.

He said again: "It's better than this ape doctor, right?"

Her eyes turned to Lai Zhiyuan with a hint of provocation and disdain.

Lai Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly, and he knew that what the girl said was the truth. He really failed to wake up the patient, but Onitsuka Ichiro did.

"So what? My mother is dead now!" The patient's son was rude and waving his fists uncontrollably.

"I don't care, you must take responsibility for this!" His eyes glanced back and forth between Onitsuka Ichiro and Yori Shizuo, flashing a hint of greed and cruelty.

The atmosphere in the medical center instantly became tense.

Onizuka Ichiro's entourage gathered tightly around their employer, staring at everyone with wary eyes.

Lai Zhiyuan stood aside, frowning and complaining secretly in his heart.