The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

Xue Delin opened his mouth, but hesitated. He envied He Dongchu and Old Man Wang's free and easy attitude, and dared to admit their shortcomings in front of so many people.

"It is our sect's stipulation that we cannot accept people as disciples. I deeply regret this. If you don't understand anything about acupuncture, you can ask me at any time. Of course, I may not be able to answer."

Qin Fan smiled and took the black box from Old Man Wang's hand, walked back to Old Man Ding's bedside, and said with a stern expression: "Next, I'm going to use a mahogany needle to cross the acupoint. I think it's okay, but don't make any noise to disturb me." .”

After what happened just now, everyone was convinced by him and wanted to see what other abilities Qin Fan had, so they stood quietly beside him, acting like good students who listened carefully in class.

The acupuncture method of peach wood needles is different from that of silver needles. The silver needles are gently gathered and twisted slowly, while the peach wood needles are fast in and out, otherwise they will not penetrate.

It is said that the Chinese medicine practitioners present, except Xue Delin and Huang Xiangbei, are all from the southern school. They have been dealing with silver needles for half their lives, but they have never used mahogany needles.

One or two people suddenly stared like bells, afraid of missing any details.

The mahogany needle is sixteen centimeters long and about five millimeters in diameter, which is almost four times as thick as an ordinary silver needle.

When Qin Fan twisted the peach wood needle, everyone's eyelids jumped. Can this thick and long thing really be inserted into acupuncture points?

Immediately, Qin Fan shook his body and used his energy and spirit to the peak. Without any hesitation, he directly inserted the mahogany needle into Ding Lao's Yintang point.

Xue Delin and others next to them not only stared, but also opened their mouths.

The Yintang point, located between the eyebrows, is the control point for blood pressure and blood lipids in the human body. Traditional Chinese medicine calls it the "upper Dantian". Usually, when an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner acupunctures the Yintang point, he or she must ask about the patient's condition.

Acupuncture at this acupoint should be done with gentle force and not with force, otherwise it will aggravate the patient's condition, and even lead to neurological disorders in severe cases.

But Qin Fan was so cruel this time, using a mahogany needle that was several times thicker than a silver needle, to force it into the Yintang point. If outsiders saw this scene, they would probably think that he was seeking wealth and death.

The peach wood needle cannot stay in the body like the silver needle, so Qin Fan took out the needle after it was inserted deep enough.

There was a small wound where the needle was inserted, and blood flowed out, covering Mr. Ding's cheek in an instant.

After the Yintang point, there is the Baihui point, which is located five inches directly above the middle of the hairline in front of the head. This point is where all the meridians meet, and all diseases can be cured, so it is called Baihui point.

This is also one of the most sensitive acupuncture points in the human body. People who are unsure would not dare to take the needle. However, Qin Fan was able to forcefully create a hole.

The blood flowed out desperately, dyeing the white sheets red, and dripped to the ground. This was not treating a disease, it was a crime scene.

The Ding family was horrified. A group of laymen could tell that there was absolutely no such violent and bloody treatment method.

Ding Kang'an wiped his sweat, came to Xue Delin's side, and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor Xue Guo, are you sure there's nothing wrong? Why does something look wrong to me?"

"This..." Xue Delin said hesitantly: "I don't have deep research on acupuncture. You should ask He Dongchu."

After so many things, he finally learned his lesson and knew that Qin Fan couldn't use common sense to deal with it. At this time, it was best not to speak carelessly, otherwise he would be the one who got slapped in the face in the end.

Ding Kangan turned his attention to He Dongchu again and asked the same question.

He Dongchu pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "Mr. Ding, you don't have to worry. Since Qin Fan can bring Mr. Ding back from the ghost gate, he will not harm him."

"But..." Ding Kang'an said uneasily: "With such a degree of bleeding, ordinary people may collapse and die. Can the old man's body withstand it?"

He Dongchu still had confidence in Qin Fan and said with relief: "Mr. Ding, I can responsibly say that his acupuncture skills are better than mine. If he dares to take action, there must be no problem."

Ding Kang'an sighed and didn't feel like saying anything more. He could only pray in his heart that Qin Fan would be reliable and nothing would go wrong.

"Uncle, he is committing murder. Hurry up and have him arrested!"

Ding Hua shouted excitedly. Anyone who saw the blood on the ground would think that Qin Fan was killing someone.

"To shut up!"

Xue Delin glared at him fiercely. No doctor can tolerate someone mumbling while treating a disease. It completely undermines the treatment.

Ding Haisheng quickly grabbed Ding Hua and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Xiaohua is also worried about the old man's safety. Don't be surprised."

"dad…"

Ding Hua still wanted to talk, he didn't want to give up this good opportunity to step on Qin Fan.

"You brat, come here."

Ding Haisheng dragged him to the corner and whispered: "Do you have any brains? That's Xue Delin. I can't even afford to offend him. How dare you talk back to him?"

"Besides, Qin Fan is the doctor I found. He cured the old man's problem, and we will all suffer accordingly. You are so happy!"

"I don't care, I will kill him anyway!" Ding Hua said with hatred.

"You don't need to tell me, I won't let him go, but not now. Let the old man pass this test first!"

Ding Haisheng warned again and again: "Don't make any more troubles. We will find ways to deal with him in the future."

"Oh." Ding Hua reluctantly agreed, but the hatred in his eyes did not diminish at all.

The third needle is the Renzhong point in the middle of the indentation above the upper lip.

Qin Fan also did not hesitate, quickly and accurately dropped the needle, and then pulled it out.

At this point, Baihui point, Yintang point, and Renzhong point are connected in a straight line.

"Doctor He, please pay attention to Mr. Ding's nose. Don't let the blood flow back into the nose."

Qin Fan gave He Dongchu instructions and began to close his eyes and rest.

Even though there are only three stitches, the strength, position, and timing of each stitch need to be strictly controlled.

In other words, the three needles that seemed ordinary to outsiders were extremely dangerous to Qin Fan. If his hand shook, it might kill Mr. Ding.

Xue Delin was puzzled and eager to know the answer, but Qin Fan had his eyes closed and he was too embarrassed to disturb him.

The blood was still flowing, and the Ding family wanted to step forward to ask for details, but were stopped by other Chinese medicine doctors.

Practicing medicine must be done in one go, and avoid disturbing the process, otherwise it will easily disrupt the pace of the doctor.

In just a moment, Qin Fan opened his eyes, waved his hand like lightning, and used a peach wood needle to prick the Tiantu point at the bottom of his throat, the Tanzhong point in the center of his chest, and the Xiawan point below his belly button.

These three acupoints form a line with the three Baihui acupoints on the head.

He Dongchu, who observed carefully, discovered that Mr. Ding's skin, which had turned dark red due to the dispersion of Qi and blood, gradually began to return to its normal color.

"Success!"

Qin Fan wiped off his sweat and said with a smile: "Mr. Ding's body has stabilized, but he still needs further treatment before he wakes up."

A group of people looked at the hospital bed stained red with blood. Their scalps were all numb. After so much blood, could Mr. Ding still wake up?