The little genius doctor: the beautiful CEO of divorce at the beginning

Chapter 127 Flying Needle Technique, Silver Dragon Body
This subtle change made Qin Yuan tense up immediately.

I have never seen it before.

At this time, I kept recalling the teachings of my master in my mind.

After checking step by step, after confirming that I have made no mistakes, I can only observe temporarily.

And Song Yuhan, who was at the side, felt a little relaxed when he saw this situation, and suddenly raised it again.

"Qin Yuan, how are you doing?"

Qin Yuan did not answer, but observed silently.

Song Yuhan looked at everything in front of her anxiously, and prayed in her heart that nothing would happen to her father.

"Whoosh!"

The silver needle suddenly flew out by itself.

Qin Yuan, who has quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed it.

Looking at the silver needle in his hand, it was extremely cold, and the needle was even a little black.

A bad thought flashed in my mind.

Poisoned!

But even if it was poisoning, how could this situation be the same as what I saw with my master before?
Was that person also poisoned back then?
This is impossible!
After so many years, how could this happen?
"Yuhan, where has Mr. Song been recently?!"

Song Yuhan was taken aback for a moment, then began to think in his mind, trying hard to remember.

"My father has been very busy recently. There was only one day when he said that someone asked him to meet, but after I came back, I felt something was wrong, but my father said that he was just too tired, and didn't say much."

"Meet? Who did you meet?!"

"Zhao Silai!"

Song Yuhan's words made Qin Yuan tense up immediately.

Could it be that this fat man has some ulterior secret in his hands, and now he is starting to attack Song Mingwu?

"Qin Yuan, how is my father? What are you talking about?!"

Anxious Song Yuhan began to question.

Seeing Qin Yuan's appearance, Song Yuhan felt something bad in his heart.

"Yuhan, don't worry, your father is stable now, but he still needs a period of treatment."

These words made Song Yuhan feel completely unconfident, and still worried, "Qin Yuan, just tell me the truth, what happened to my father?"

Seeing Song Yuhan's appearance, Qin Yuan paused for a moment, and after his throat throbbed, "Your father's condition is not very good, he must have been poisoned by a kind of poison, which has serious side effects, but it is chronic. If there is no timely treatment After treatment, within a month, you will hate the Northwest."

Song Yuhan was completely shocked by Qin Yuan's words, staring at her huge eyes with disbelief all over her face.

How could my own father be poisoned when he was fine?

If this is the case, then only Zhao Silai was seen during the recent trip.

Could it be that Zhao Silai still hasn't given up his attachment to Yao Wang?

Want to take the opportunity to kill your father? !

The more Song Yuhan thought about it, the more frightened she became, tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Yuhan, don't get excited, I have stabilized your father's situation."

Qin Yuan's words were ordinary, but he stopped.

"Qin Yuan, please, you must save my father, no matter what, please."

Song Yuhan's appearance was pear blossom and rainy, begging Qin Yuan.

"Yuhan, don't worry, I will."

Qin Yuan, who hesitated for a moment, still did not say the result.

But I knew in my heart that the master had treated this kind of poison for three days and three nights before dragging him back from the brink of death.

Although I am now the only heir of the Tianshimen, but in any case, facing such a complicated and wrong poison, I am still a little nervous.

"Okay, Yuhan, you go out first, I will give your father a new treatment."

The worried Song Yuhan was still standing aside, choked with sobs.

Qin Yuan took a firm look in his eyes, then nodded to express his reassurance.

Song Yuhan just walked out of the room.

Looking at Song Mingwu who still didn't wake up on the bed, he began to count in his heart.

It seems that this situation requires a more carefree treatment.

Qin Yuan quickly took off the clothes on Song Wuming's body.

Looking at the irregular dark red color of the body, it seems that the poison in the poison is still slowly exuding in the body.

What I did just now should have slowed down the speed.

Looking at the silver needle in his hand, Qin Yuan used the flying needle technique without hesitation.

The environment in the house instantly became cooler.

The needle was pinched in the tiger's mouth, turned around and flew away, and the silver needle was precisely pierced on the important acupuncture points of the whole body.

Each stitch goes exactly a third of the way through.

The strength is even.

Song Mingwu's body couldn't help shaking.

The silver needle kept shaking, like touching a silver dragon attached to the body.

With the beating of the pulse, the silver needle is constantly shaking.

It's as if the silver dragon is resurrected, traveling around the whole body.

The dark red color on Song Mingwu's body also began to gradually darken and sink.

Qin Yuan's eyes widened immediately. It seemed that his flying acupuncture technique was very useful in dealing with this kind of toxin.

Using the medical practice level I have mastered for many years, combined with the martial arts taught by my master, this rare and strange disease can almost be stabilized.

At this time, Song Mingwu's body trembled.

His lips could not help but sip, it seems that he must be thirsty.

"Yuhan, hurry up and bring in some water."

Song Yuhan who heard the voice hastily went to fetch a glass of water.

Looking at his father, there is still no sign of waking up.

A suspicious look appeared on his face.

"Yuhan, don't be dazed, hurry up and moisten your father's lips."

Song Yuhan, who seemed to be in a hurry, had never done these things before.

Qin Yuan took the water glass over.

Directly and carefully delivered to Song Mingwu's mouth.

Miraculously, just as the edge of the cup touched his lips, Song Mingwu drank it in a big gulp.

At this moment, Song Yuhan was also shocked, could it be that his father recovered?

Seeing Qin Yuan's still nervous expression, he didn't dare to ask more questions when he stood aside, he could only observe.

Soon, Song Mingwu drank a glass of water with his eyes closed.

"Qin Yuan, what's going on?"

Looking at his father's strange behavior, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Don't worry, this is a good thing, your father should be fine soon."

Hearing this, Song Yuhan felt relieved.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, now we need to wait for your father to wake up and ask what's going on?!"

Qin Yuan's words made Song Yuhan fall into deep thought again.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, Mr. Zhao was going to look for me before, but my father didn't want Mr. Zhao to see me, so he and Zhao Silai had a bit of a verbal confrontation."

"But after a few days, Zhao Silai actually called and said that he had something important to discuss with my father. Out of politeness, my father went anyway, but unexpectedly, when he came back, he felt a little out of his mind. After a few days God, it has become like this."

Song Yuhan's tone choked up again.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier."

(End of this chapter)