Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

"Deliberate murder? Oh, no, dear Mr. Wells, you and your team just agreed to let Mr. Matsushita and Park Mingshushen personally participate in the exchange as representatives."

"I let them participate on our behalf but I didn't let you hurt them!"

"Dear Mr. Wells, how can they understand the secrets of the treatment if they don't experience it for themselves!"

"Then you can't, you can't do this!"

"How about it? Does Mr. Wells mean to experience it for himself?"

Facing Wells' question, Luo Qiong had already thought of his words. When it comes to playing word games, the Chinese are their ancestors.

Wells originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the smile on the corner of Luo Qiong's mouth, he immediately thought that he had silently controlled a dozen people just now.

Looking at Luo Qiong's smile at this moment was like seeing a devil.

"No, no. We have reached an agreement that Professor Park and Mr. Matsushita will conduct the experience on our behalf."

As he spoke, Wells immediately turned his head and walked under the podium in a few steps. It was not until he sat back down again and saw his companions beside him that he felt more at ease.

"Haha, okay. So, does anyone else have any opinions?"

Everyone looked at Luo Qi's sweeping eyes and immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

Luo Qiong is very satisfied with the current situation.

"Mr. Charles."

"Ah, what's the matter."

At this moment, Charles was also a little frightened. He was afraid that Luo Qiong would wake him up and cause him an aortic dissection.

"I believe you have read Mr. Matsushita's examination report. Could you please announce his diagnosis?"

After hearing this, Charles couldn't help but feel relieved.

Then after exchanging glances with the "experts" present, he picked up a report in his hand and stood up.

"According to the examination results, Mr. Matsushita Kosuke was diagnosed with grade III aortic dissection."

"Okay, then if I cure Mr. Matsushita now, will it mean that we have mastered the method of treating aortic dissection?"

"That's true in principle!"

"Okay, can I start treatment now?"

"Okay, okay, Luo Sang, please treat me quickly!"

Charles hadn't spoken yet, but Matsushita Kosuke, who was lying on the hospital bed, couldn't wait any longer. Although he was lying down, he could still see the big screen on the podium with his peripheral vision.

He was able to represent Japan at this exchange meeting and had certain abilities, so even with his peripheral vision, he could be sure that he was really suffering from aortic dissection.

"You're so annoying."

Seeing that her words were interrupted, Luo Qiong couldn't help but frown, and then waved again, and Matsushita Kosuke's voice stopped abruptly.

The scene fell silent instantly.

"Mr. Charles?"

"Mr. Charles?"

When Luo Qiong focused his eyes on Charles again, he was shocked again by his actions just now, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"what"

"I wonder if I can start treatment now?"

"Yes, of course. But we need to send someone to supervise on site."

"Okay, let them come up?"

"Come up here? Aren't you going to do surgery? Are you going to be treated here?"

"Let your people come up here!"

Charles looked at Luo Qiong with some doubts, and finally waved his hand, and several record-keepers walked onto the podium and gathered around Panasonic.

Several photographers immediately took a close-up shot of the podium and teaching bed.

After several people stood still, Luo Qiong said.

"I'm going to start treatment now. Remember, no matter what you see, you don't need to speak or get close. Do you understand?"

"clear."

After seeing that everything was ready, Luo Qiong reached into his arms and took out the needle bag.

"The Soul-Chasing Needle"

When the camera projected a simple needle bag onto the big screen, someone immediately screamed in surprise.

"Old Chen, you actually gave this boy the Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Needle. It seems like you have really found the successor!"

This voice came from Mr. Chen’s side.

"Hey, Old Man Sun, I already told you that he is my direct disciple!"

"I bet, are you serious? Isn't this set of needles an inherited token of your Taoist lineage? Is this kid really that powerful?"

"Haha, take your time and don't be in a hurry."

Mr. Chen did not answer the other party's words, but motioned for the other party to look slowly.

After Luo Qiong took out the gold needles, he opened the bag of gold needles and laid them flat on the table.

Then in front of everyone, he took out a golden needle and pierced the little devil's heart.

"what!"

When everyone saw Luo Qiong's actions, they immediately covered their eyes in surprise.

That's the heart there. Even with acupuncture, no one dares to prick the heart directly!

But before everyone could finish being surprised, Luo Qiong's hand moved again, and six consecutive needles were inserted into Panasonic's heart.

"Drip drip drip drip"

As the six needles fell, the monitor connected to Panasonic immediately sounded a beeping alarm.

"The patient's blood pressure dropped, and the patient's heart rate dropped."

"No spontaneous breathing, heart stopped beating."

The staff who were testing the equipment were stunned when their hearts that were still beating stopped beating in just a few seconds.

"Oh, my heart stopped. Is this death?"

"No way, are you going to die now?"

"Nonsense, if your heart doesn't even beat, doesn't that mean you're dead?"

Before everyone finished speaking, they saw Luo Qiong's hand rising and falling, and then they saw a shining golden needle inserted into Panasonic's head.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid that the person's death is not thorough enough!"

At this time, everyone, whether it was the audience at the scene or netizens online, screamed in surprise.

"Oh my god, I killed someone."

"killed"

Everyone at the scene stood up immediately and wanted to run out.

"minister"

"It's okay, keep order."

At this time, the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the third row gave instructions to the people around him. Several people in the crowd immediately stood up and began to comfort the people around them. After a while, the scene became quiet again.

"This is murder, this is murder, and I'm going to sue you."

At this time, Wells saw that his little brother had no vital signs, and immediately stood up excitedly.

"To shut up"

But what greeted him was a golden needle. Wells saw a flash of golden light, and his body was immediately frozen there uncontrollably.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, Luo Qiong took out a gold needle again, a gold needle as thick as a syringe pillow.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, it stabbed Matsushita's chest again.

As the golden needle pricked, the surrounding golden needles began to rhythmically move, and the needle tails began to tremble slightly, as if there was a specific melody.

But just two breaths later, drops of blood began to appear on the tail of the needle inserted in the middle.

This went on for about five minutes. When the last drop of blood flowed out, Luo Qiong waved his hand, and the several golden needles inserted in his chest were instantly withdrawn and then inserted into the needle cover.

As the golden needle was taken out, the electrocardiogram, which had become a straight line, suddenly began to beat slowly, and then various harsh sounds sounded again.

Various data started to jump again, and finally stabilized to a normal value.

"It's impossible, it's impossible!"