After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

The two of them were stunned for a moment, their eyes widened, both of them couldn't believe it.

The people who had just been arguing that Song Mingyi and the others were spies, all seemed to be paused, looking at this scene in disbelief.

The leader...is not dead?

How can it be!

Just now I saw that the leader had no heartbeat and no breathing!

Can a dead person be resurrected?

Song Mingyi didn't even give the leader a pacemaker.

They were speechless for a moment.

Song Mingyi was not shaken by the external environment.

She looked intently at the golden needle in her hand. This was the last needle.

The thirteenth stitch!

"Master, are you still okay?" Song Mingyi's voice was trembling slightly.

Ji Qihuang was sweating all over and nodded with difficulty.

Song Mingyi stopped talking. The master and disciple already had a tacit understanding, so she went straight into inserting the last golden needle.

The people around not only did not dare to stop it, they also did not dare to breathe.

When the thirteenth needle was inserted, a golden light flashed, and the next second, the leader's complexion suddenly became rosy and normal, and all his physical indicators returned to normal.

Everyone had the same idea in mind.

Is this the ghost doctor?

Diagnose meridians, save lives, and fight against the King of Hell.

The Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles are indeed bizarre and live up to their reputation!

All those who had questioned Song Mingyi and Ji Qihuang were speechless and could not utter a word.

Even they, the top experts in the country, would never dare to say that they could bring the dead back to life.

Song Mingyi felt weak all over and had no time to care about what the people around him thought.

Suddenly, Ji Qihuang spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Master!"

Song Mingyi's face changed, and he rushed over regardless of anything and held Ji Qihuang.

"Nourish, blood ginseng, angelica, quick!"

She almost blurted it out.

She forgot that her master was already old, and had been concentrating on treating the leader these days, and could no longer withstand such consumption.

The guards who had drawn their guns just now quickly put down their guns and rushed out to get medicine.

Song Mingyi cut a few slices and stuffed them directly into Ji Qihuang's mouth. Then he gave Ji Qihuang several injections. Finally, Ji Qihuang woke up slowly, with a bitter taste in his mouth.

Ji Qihuang smiled bitterly: "In the end, I still need you to save me."

Song Mingyi felt relieved, and wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Finally, she said, "Master, don't take your life lightly. You need to take good care of yourself. When you get old, you have to accept your age."

"Oh, I'm just too tired these past few days! It's nothing serious."

Ji Qihuang has recovered, but his body still needs rest. Song Mingyi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The first lady came over and eagerly held Song Mingyi's hands, with tears of emotion in her eyes.

"Ming Yi, thank you. If it weren't for you, my husband..."

The first lady only knew that her husband was visibly in better condition than before.

The previous leader was like a dying man, lifeless all over.

Song Mingyi: "It's okay. This is what I should do. The leader and you have contributed a lot to this country."

This is Song Mingyi's true words.

Before coming, she didn't know he was the leader and she only wanted to help her master, but after seeing the leader, she felt that as a citizen, she should also do her part.

The first lady's eyes were wet: "Thank you, thank you!"

Lin Lao Lin Lan had just checked the leader's body. She said happily: "All the energy in the leader's body has been adjusted and balanced. How did you do it?"

Ji Qihuang snorted coldly: "We have our own secret book, unless you become my disciple."

Lin Lan: "Bah, the old man is so bad!"

She is a master of her generation, but at her age she is still someone else's apprentice. Isn't it laughable?

Song Mingyi explained to Lin Lan and the First Lady: "The black blood that was vomited just now was the poison in the leader's body that attacked his heart. My master and I worked together to force it out."

"But all the energy in the leader's body is only maintaining a surface balance. If the poison is forced out, it will definitely break the balance. So we each use our own heart power to help seal some of the leader's meridians and then reconcile them."

"The leader was just pretending to be dead, which was caused by us sealing his meridians. During this transition from fake death to real death, Master and I worked together to straighten out all the auras and toxins so that they complement each other."

This is too exhausting, so Ji Qihuang vomited blood just now. Song Mingyi is fine purely because his body has been well rested some time ago.

Moreover, if it is not done well, the leader might really die!

Song Mingyi is walking on a tightrope on the edge of danger!

Be bold and careful, smart and cautious!

If they were to do it, not only would they not be able to do it, they wouldn't even be able to imagine that it could be possible!

Mr. Bai and Mr. Shen are not ignorant of medical skills.

They could tell that everything Song Mingyi said was right.

But it is simply impossible to balance the yin and yang in the leader's body. They have been treating him for so long, but they are just maintaining the superficial balance as Song Mingyi said.

She managed to do everything with just one move?

They could also see that the leader was really getting better and was alive again.

Thinking of the words that had just been clamoring that the leader was dead and that Song Mingyi should be shot, they suddenly felt a burning pain on their faces.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

It feels so bad to be slapped in the face!

But who would have thought that Ji Qihuang was right, his disciple was really capable...

Ji Qihuang had also recovered by now. He could not wrong anyone except his disciple!

Ji Qihuang: "Didn't you all just accuse my apprentice of murder? Why are you pretending to be insignificant? Hurry up and apologize to my apprentice!"

Mr. Bai and Mr. Lin spoke reluctantly and awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, we misunderstood you."

“You are really amazing.”

Song Mingyi: "Generally, it's just a little better than some elderly male doctors who think highly of themselves."

This adjective hit the nail on the head for the doctor who had just challenged Song Mingyi.

Several people were so angry that they wanted to go up and point at Song Mingyi's nose and curse him.

But they were in the wrong and didn't dare to do so.

Ji Qihuang was very dissatisfied: "What kind of apology is this? You might as well kneel down and kowtow to my disciple. Didn't you just want someone to kill me and my disciple?"

Everyone knows that Ji Qihuang is protective of his son and a gossiper.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Shen didn't want to get entangled with him, as they would get nothing in return, so they had to apologize humbly.

"Master Ji! Young friend Song! We were wrong just now! We were too shortsighted! Please be magnanimous and let us go!"

That's more or less.

Ji Qihuang protected Song Mingyi and said, "I will protect my disciple. You old guys who don't have good medical skills!"

Okay, you just saved the leader, so you have the right to be arrogant.

They can only endure it with frustration.

Song Mingyi just thought it was good that the old man was laughing so happily, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

She checked Ji Qihuang's pulse to make sure that his body was not too damaged. She took out some medicine from her pocket and handed it to Ji Qihuang: "This is made with Mingxin grass. Keep it for use."

When Lu’s company got into trouble before, he had saved someone at an industry banquet. What that person needed was Mingxin Grass Pills, so Song Mingyi prepared some extra.

Ji Qihuang was touched: "I knew that my apprentice treats me best!"

Song Mingyi: "If it's not enough, there's more. You don't have to save it. There's plenty."

The other veteran doctors were deeply jealous.

Look at people!

He has a good disciple who eats Mingxin grass as if it were candy pills.

Not to mention this disciple's talent, he is simply overwhelming!