Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The two bodyguards brought by Li Wenzhong, who seemed to blend in with the environment, suddenly stepped out from the corner. One of the bodyguards had a QSZ11 pistol in his hand, and the black muzzle was pointed at Zhou Yi.

China banned guns, and the gun was also equipped with officers above the regiment level, reconnaissance guards, personnel with special tasks such as reconnaissance, as well as top-secret guns used by pilots and astronauts.

Such a thrilling scene shocked everyone present. In peacetime, who has seen such a battle?

Li Wenzhong's bodyguards could actually carry guns? How terrifying?

How could they know that the two bodyguards were also shocked. They didn't even see how the kid made the move, and the doctor fell down. The speed was so fast that they raised their alert to the highest level.

For a moment, the temperature in the room seemed to have cooled down a bit. The dean looked defeated. Zhang Hao on the ground stopped howling and only dared to groan miserably. Ning Qiushuang's face was bloodless for a moment. She felt weak all over and almost leaned on Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi just glanced at it lightly, but he didn't frown. It seemed that this disease today could not be cured. Think about it, who would believe an 18-year-old boy?

He took two steps and suddenly thought of something, then turned to the woman on the bed and said, "The person who asked for your life was wearing yellow clothes, right?"

This incoherent sentence made several people in the ward even more angry, and the dean howled in his heart, it's over, it's over! !

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, a faint voice came from the bed. Although the voice was small, it was no less than the morning bell at dusk to shock the eardrums.

Su Jingan, who was dying on the bed, was shocked. These days, she dared not close her eyes for a moment. As soon as she closed her eyes, a woman in yellow clothes would ask for her life.

Ask her to return her child. Because this dream involved her husband's private affairs, she couldn't tell the doctor, and she didn't think that this was the root cause of her serious illness. But she didn't expect that the young man would reveal it in one word. How could she not be shocked?

"Let him help me treat the disease." The woman made a weak voice.

The whole room was in an uproar. Several experts looked at each other, blushing for a while. This feeling of being slapped in the face was really uncomfortable. Let a brain-diseased teenager treat you? You really dare! Who will be responsible if something goes wrong? This is the First People's Hospital!

Gao Shan had never been so despised in his life, and he was so angry that he almost spit out blood.

"Wen Zhong, please sign for me and ask this young doctor to treat me. Life and death are my own responsibility and have nothing to do with the hospital!" Director Su has a delicate heart and knows the difficulties of the hospital. She feels the passing of life and knows that she can't delay for a moment. She originally thought that she would die, but now hope rises in her heart, like a drowning person catching a floating wood, and hurriedly said.

The dean breathed a sigh of relief, his face a little embarrassed.

"All of you go out. I want to treat the patient." Zhou Yi said lightly. In the eyes of others, this is naturally pretending to be Boyi to the extreme. How could they know Zhou Yi's mind? When treating the disease later, he must use his Nine Heavens Thunder Method. How can this situation be seen by others?

"In addition, I need 365 sterilized silver needles." Zhou Yi ordered without looking at anyone.

"He wants to use silver needles to prick the acupuncture points?" Gao Shan was shocked, and his heart was in turmoil. Because of the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture is now mostly a gimmick in some foot massage shops and physiotherapy shops. Moreover, it is possible that a needle will prick the nerve endings and make a person disabled.

He has been working hard for traditional Chinese medicine in recent years, but it is in a state of decline. Traditional Chinese medicine is like a helpless Adou. Even many medical masters have published articles calling for the abolition of traditional Chinese medicine. And the words are so convincing that he can't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Nurse Ning, go get it for him." The dean was entangled in his heart and made up his mind.

"You all go out. The patient doesn't have much time left." Zhou Yi repeated it again when he saw that no one moved.

"Including you." Zhou Yi looked at the girl who borrowed his car and was about to stay, and said bluntly.

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"Professor Gao, in this critical moment, please turn on the surveillance. Please supervise it yourself." When they got outside the door, the dean gave Gao Shan an order with a serious face.

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When there were only two people left in the ward, Zhou Yi seemed to stop treating the patient and spoke to the air for a minute before shaking his head and muttering to himself: "Since you don't want to come out by yourself, don't blame me for letting you suffer from lightning!"

He exchanged glances with Su Jing'an and said

"You only need to know what I said. Please don't spread it. After a person dies, if he has obsessions, he can become a ghost. The yellow clothes you see are just because your mortal eyes can't see the essence."

"Ghosts are divided into levels. If they die unjustly and have too much resentment during their lifetime, they will become evil ghosts after death. Evil ghosts seen by mortal eyes are wearing red clothes, and now this ghost is just yellow. So, you can still be saved. If you see red, I won't save you."

Zhou Yi has seen through everything. Although he is only at the entry level of Qi training now, it is still a piece of cake to deal with an ordinary ghost.

"Take off the clothes and leave a close-fitting underwear." The boy suddenly said while Su Jing'an was still digesting the ghost talk that the boy said.

Su Jing'an didn't expect the boy to say this. She couldn't help but blush and her ears felt hot. She couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi. This boy, who was much older than her daughter, made her a little at a loss for a while.

"In fact, in the eyes of doctors, patients are not divided by gender. You can choose not to treat, I will turn around and leave, think about your daughter and your family. There is no one else here, I can tell you that the Yin Qi has entered 365 acupoints around your body. I see that you are not a very evil person, so I choose to save you. I need silver needles to pierce the acupoints all over your body, and there can be no mistakes, so you have to take off your clothes and make a decision quickly."

Zhou Yi was also a little impatient, and he really didn't want to take advantage of others. If he was in his heyday, there would be no need for such trouble. Now it is different. Every penny of immortal power can be saved.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Zhou Yi took a spare needle and pierced her finger, blood flowed out, tore off a blank paper from the case, whispered the spell, and a pair of blood-red eyes jumped onto the paper. Zhou Yi slapped the paper on her forehead, and then said: "Heavenly Eye, open!"

Su Jingan opened her eyes again, and saw the Yin ghost in horror. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was covered by a pair of hands.

"I trust you. Please help me take it off. I don't have the strength." Faced with life and shame, Su Jing'an chose life, and kept reminding himself that this was the doctor treating him again, and said through gritted teeth.