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Although Mu Xuelan had anticipated some Chinese medicine techniques that Ye Chen might use, she never expected that Ye Chen would actually use acupuncture and moxibustion.

Acupuncture and moxibustion is considered to be the most basic treatment method in Chinese medicine, but Mu Xuelan still feels that it is a bit of a fantasy to treat tumors.

"I do have a set of silver needles, just wait for me, and I'll get them for you."

As a member of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, Mu Xuelan has her own set of silver needles for acupuncture.

However, under normal circumstances, Mu Xuelan used needles from the hospital, and rarely used her own silver needles.

Since Ye Chen specified that he wanted silver needles, Mu Xuelan could only take out her own silver needles first.

She was also a little curious about how Ye Chen used these silver needles to treat tumors.

If it is really successful, it will definitely cause a huge disturbance in the medical field.

"Brother Ye, are you sure?"

At this moment, Qiu Yuqing looked at Ye Chen nervously.

Today, Ye Chen has become her only hope.

If Ye Chen couldn't stabilize her father's condition, Qiu Yuqing really didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry, there's nothing you can't do, Brother Ye." Ye Chen comforted Qiu Yuqing with a smile on his face.

"Some people should not speak big words. This is not a game. It is a matter of human life. If something happens, you will be a murderer."

The male doctor sneered, and looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy face.

"Of course I know that this is a matter of human life. Unfortunately, it seems that some people don't know that this city's People's Hospital is a relatively well-known hospital in Zhonghai. I didn't expect that the medical skills are not as good as the market says."

Ye Chen glanced at the male doctor and said calmly.

"You..." The male doctor's face changed, and anger flashed in his eyes.

But when he saw Qiu Zhigang on the hospital bed, a sneer appeared on his face.

Make you crazy now, and you will know the price of being crazy later.

He still doesn't believe it, just those few silver needles can kill this tumor for me?

You're popping a balloon.

Soon, Mu Xuelan walked into the ward with a wooden box.

"This is the silver needle my father made for me. I will lend it to you first."

Mu Xuelan handed the wooden box to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen reached out to take the wooden box, feeling heavy.

"Good thing, this wooden box is not made of ordinary wood, is it? Looking at the texture, it is a high-quality agarwood?"

Ye Chen looked at the wooden box in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Agarwood is one of the more precious woods in China, and there is a lot of Agarwood used in such a large box.

The wooden box alone is worth a lot.

It seems that this Dr. Mu has a good family background, otherwise it would be difficult to use such precious agarwood to make this acupuncture box.

"This gentleman has a good eye. This wooden box is indeed made of agarwood." Mu Xuelan nodded, with a smug look on her face.

This set of acupuncture boxes and the silver needles inside are all her favorites.

Usually, there are not many people who know goods in the hospital, but now that Ye Chen recognizes them at a glance, Mu Xuelan's mood suddenly becomes much happier.

Ye Chen opened the wooden box, and twenty or thirty silver needles appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Silver needles of various sizes and styles are available.

Ye Chen nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

As expected of a doctor from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, at least the silver needles are fully equipped, which is completely enough for him.

"I'm going to give my uncle an injection. When I'm giving an injection, don't let anyone disturb me. Otherwise, there may be some accidents."

Ye Chen turned around and looked at the people in the ward, and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ye, don't worry, I won't let other people disturb you."

Qiu Yuqing nodded, her face full of determination.

"Since I am in this ward, no other doctors will come in. You can perform acupuncture as you like, but the time cannot be delayed for too long."

Mu Xuelan spoke at this time.

"Doctor Mu, is it appropriate to just let him perform the injection?"

The male doctor frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Once something goes wrong, I'm afraid the dean and hospital leaders will blame it."

"It's fine, I'll take on any responsibility." Mu Xuelan frowned slightly, and said firmly.

Seeing this, the male doctor stopped talking.

He knew Mu Xuelan's background, if anything happened, it would be Mu Xuelan who took the responsibility, and it had nothing to do with him.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, helped Qiu Zhigang up from the bed, leaned against the back of the bed, and kept him upright.

Afterwards, Ye Chen took out a silver needle from the wooden box, fixed his eyes, and inserted it directly into Qiu Zhigang's Baihui acupoint.

The two-inch-long silver needles were all inserted into the Baihui acupoint, leaving only a small section of the silver needle exposed.

Mu Xuelan's pupils shrank slightly, and a solemn look flashed in her eyes, and she almost couldn't help but stepped forward to stop Ye Chen.

Baihui acupoint is one of the most important acupoints on the human body.

She had never heard of this acupuncture technique of inserting all the silver needles into the Baihui acupoint.

Once it is wrong, it may even put the patient's life in danger.

Is this person sure he knows acupuncture?

But thinking of Ye Chen's words, Mu Xuelan stopped in her tracks.

The needles were stuck, and it was pointless to step forward to stop him at this time.

If it really disturbs Ye Chen's acupuncture, then the trouble will be even bigger.

At this time, Mu Xuelan regretted letting Ye Chen mess around.

Ye Chen didn't care what other people were thinking at this time, and immediately picked up a few silver needles, and stuck them on other acupuncture points on his head.

Although it looked a bit messy, the silver needles that Ye Chen pierced surrounded the tumor in Qiu Zhigang's head.

Then Ye Chen took a deep breath, slightly moved his thumb and ten fingers together, just pinched the top of the silver needle, and rotated it slightly.

Wisps of energy flowed through Ye Chen's fingers, along the silver needles, and poured into Qiu Zhigang's head.

If you look closely, you can see that Ye Chen's fingers are not in direct contact with the silver needle.

But as Ye Chen's fingers moved, the silver needle on the skull also moved accordingly.

Not long after, there seemed to be waves of white mist floating out of the silver needle, dissipating into the air like water vapor.

Mu Xuelan's face moved slightly, she subconsciously walked to the other side of the ice bed, and carefully looked at Qiu Zhigang's head.

From Mu Xuelan's perspective, Ye Chen's fingers did not touch the silver needle at all, but the silver needle turned accordingly.

Not only that, Mu Xuelan felt a slight heat spreading out from Qiu Zhigang's head.

This technique reminded Mu Xuelan of an acupuncture technique recorded in Chinese medicine classics.

"This is...Using Qi to Control Needles?"

Mu Xuelan exclaimed subconsciously, and looked at Ye Chen's right hand with burning eyes, her face was full of shock.