My favorite big treasure

The three elders stared at Han Que without even daring to blink. At this moment, they were looking up at the young Patriarch.

Suddenly, under the backlight, I seemed to see the shadow of my brother Zeng when he was young.

"Big Brother~" Master Jiu Zeng's eyes softened.

He is the youngest of the senior brothers. When he entered the school, the senior brother was about the same age as the restricted Han Que. At that time, the master did not often guide them. Brother's advice.

The big brother treats them... as master, father and brother.

The three elders rubbed their eyes, and retreated respectfully: "Patriarch, please!"

The rest of the Han family bowed together.

Han Que came out carrying the medicine box, came to the child, looked down at Ma Sanyou who was staring straight at him: "Please let me go."

Ma Sanyou ordered and moved one by one, and crawled away on the ground with his hands on the ground.

Spreading the windbreaker on the ground, Han Que put the child named Xiaosong on the windbreaker, first opened his eyelids to take a look, then pinched his chin, and accurately found the tongue in his blood-spitting mouth , The index finger and middle finger pinched lightly, pulled the tongue out, a thick and short needle came out of nowhere between the fingers, and stuck on the meridian in the center of Xiaosong's tongue.

A lot of people crowded and leaned over to see, but the soldiers forced their bodies to block them back, "Don't squeeze!!!"

Seeing the way he attacked, the three elders were a little bit at the bottom.It seems that in the past 30 years, in addition to learning from his seniors, he himself...has also worked hard!

Taking off all the clothes on the child, Han Que first took out an oil lamp from the medicine box, and lit it on the child's left shoulder.

"What does this mean?" People who didn't understand were asking.

"Is it a life-saving lamp?"

This is the first time for the Han family to see this kind of thing, so they don't know why.They are not witch doctors, magic sticks and the like, how could they be "life-saving lights"?

"Qi acupuncture?" He turned to look at Master Lin once.

Uncle Lin was excited and sent out his Qi needle.

The so-called "air needle" is a hollow tube with a small air pump on the tip of the needle. This kind of needle was originally created by the Han family, and it was taught to his apprentices, and has been passed down from generation to generation.

Now, Lin Yi's family has the most outstanding attainments in Qi acupuncture.Political Uncle Lin is proud of this.

He didn't expect that the Patriarch would still be angry... He wanted to help, but when he sees this situation now, he should obediently watch from the sidelines.

Once Lin was a senior brother who had experienced Han Que's attainments in acupuncture, the first time he made a move in front of everyone on the mountain, he used needles, and immediately put himself and You Lao, who was the same generation as Hai Lao and the others, as both of them. Give uniforms.

Lin once believed in Han Que from then on, since he dared to say let him come... then it couldn't be bragging rights.

At this time, I got the news that the Patriarch of the Han family was treating the Ma family's aplastic anemia patient. The other doctors who were interested in this hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and wanted to go this way.

Ding Shichun and Qiu Deye were among them. These two were the first people Ma Sanyou asked for help, but they were helpless.

Because it is an old doctor, those people who lined up still let them go in first, thinking that they could go there to help or something.

When Ding Shichun and the others arrived, they happened to see Han Que lighting an oil lamp and holding a gas needle.

Luckily, Uncle Lin had enough qi needles. Han Que carefully estimated the number of needles and how many he could grab with one hand. After confirming that he could grab these needles three times, he quickly used the marquee in his heart. The situation demonstrates what happened.

These may be complicated for ordinary people, but for a guy with a super memory and intelligence, these are just fast-forwarding the pictures in his mind for a while.

"Why hasn't he done it?" someone asked.

"Guilty! The masters can't do anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Que moved, and when he moved, there was an afterimage. Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes. When they looked closely, they only saw Han Que's hands typing on a computer keyboard at high speed. One finger flicked on Xiaosong's body.

Everyone didn't know what happened, they only knew that after he moved his hand a few times like this quickly, a piece of needle could be seen where his hand moved away, stabbing firmly into the child's body.in the main acupoints above.

Xu Weiran held a stopwatch in his hand, and he pressed the countdown at the same time that Han Que started to move. At this time, the stopwatch "dada da da da" was moving very fast, and all the sounds in the surrounding seemed to be suppressed by this The sound of the movement of the stopwatch hands was drowned out, and the air in the surrounding space seemed to be pulled away and turned into a vacuum, and in this vacuum, there was only one person who could move normally, and that was the man kneeling in front of Xiaosong. Han Que.

He is highly concentrated, his eyes are selfless and single-minded, and all external objects, including time, seem to be isolated from his consciousness by him.

For a moment, his hand almost melted into a piece of transparent air...

The three elders were so shocked by this scene that their eyes widened, and they were so frightened that they almost disrupted their normal breathing.

Such a state, such a speed, such a concentration... This cannot be achieved in one year, two years or ten years, nor can it be easily mastered by talent... It is talent and hard work and insist on the results achieved together.He knelt and sat there, as if he had entered a state of no one, like a monk or a Taoist priest, everything he did was integrated with nature, so that people couldn't see clearly what he was doing. What did you do in that short amount of time.

If it is calculated in seconds, one stitch is one second, and only sixty stitches can be inserted in 60 seconds. Then, how did he manage to insert one hundred and eight stitches in 60 seconds?Everyone is very curious, but it is really unclear.

Time passed little by little while everyone was stunned, holding their breath, and soon you could see the child's body from lower limbs to chest.The upper row of needles with red rubber pump heads are arranged neatly from bottom to top.Xu Weiran looked down at the stopwatch nervously, 30 seconds had passed, and when he looked at Xiaosong again, he swallowed hard.

Han Que's needle had already reached the upper part of Xiaosong's chest. From here, the acupuncture points became more precise. Han Que lifted the child up, and the Seventh Master Uncle and the Ninth Master Uncle stepped forward to hold the child's arm with one hand , let him keep his body in a sitting posture, this time, Han Que's hands were in front of him with one hand, and behind him with the other, and quickly slid across, and every air needle in several important acupoints on Xiaosong's spine penetrated deeply. Until only the red pump head remained, a patch of gas needles was also concentrated on the front chest.

"He injected two needles with both hands at the same time, no, no, here he injected two needles with one hand at the same time... Someone has already seen clearly what his nimble fingers are doing.

"In the beginning, he gave needles in each of his hands, that is, two needles at the same time. Now that he has reached the area where the organs are mainly concentrated, the hand behind the spine is still given needles at a time, but the hand in front is given two needles at a time..." Someone next to him corrected him.

Because there are more concentrated acupuncture points on the front chest, if you still do it one at a time, you won’t be able to keep up.

Everyone is digesting what the two men said.It took a while to understand.

It is well known that a person's left and right hands are usually dominated by both sides of the brain, and they do one thing consistently at the same time.

If you need to separate your hands and do two things at the same time, you need special training, and not everyone can develop this ability.

It's like asking you to draw a circle or a square with both hands at the same time. It can be done easily, but if you are asked to draw a circle with one hand and a square with one hand... this is not an easy thing to do.

However, the young head of the Han family can "draw squares with one hand and circles with the other" to perform more meticulous and delicate movements than painting.

Many doctors tried to be like him, with their heads and hands alone... After trying, they found that it was impossible.

Even the three elders were imitating his movements, imitating and imitating...the movements made by both hands became consistent.

Was he supposed to?Or how many times he has trained himself.

Xu Weiran's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was moved and proud of his elder brother's performance.

His elder brother...is a little genius in medicine.But there are many people in this world who are more genius and smarter than him, or who can be regarded as geniuses like him.Qiu Chuanbai of the Qiu family was hailed as a genius, but he dared to say that these people lived by their own talents, but his eldest brother... besides talents, he paid two hundred, three hundred, five percent Hundreds and thousands of efforts have overcome loneliness, boredom, loneliness and repeated actions day after day. In the midst of ridicule and calculation, I have sharpened myself into a multi-edged knife'.

Those who feel that their talents are superior to others only need to put in normal efforts to reach a level that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime, no matter what, they are just a single-edged knife... His big brother, as long as he wants to, he can move in any direction Stretch out a blade, and each side can cut hairs decisively, cutting iron like mud.

"Da da da" the last rapid countdown woke up Xu Weiran's slightly emptied mind, and he quickly saw that there were only the last ten seconds left.

His elder brother also injected needles back and forth on Xiaosong's neck.

Coming to the head soon.

There are also many large holes on the front and back of the head.

The two nervous great masters and uncles really wanted to help him do it together, but... no, they don't know if he had considered the sequence, depth, and sequence of starting and closing of this set of needles, so they didn't dare to do it, maybe that would be the case There will be bad things.

The little old lady squatted in front of them, she was so speechless, she subconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes.

quick!quick!Hurry up!Patriarch!

Han Que's head was already dripping with sweat, obviously it was only a minute, but from the perspective of the people around him, it felt like a whole day had passed.

Can it be done?Is it possible?

"Five seconds left! Five, four, . . . "

Fuck you!Who the fuck is counting down the seconds?Xu Weiran glared at him viciously, seeing that the person counting down the seconds was a strange onlooker, who didn't know if he was really nervous for Han Que, or for other purposes.

Counting down the seconds at this time is disturbing the other party's psychology!

The son of the Ma family bumped into him without saying a word, and punched him hard.

But, in the hearts of others, the countdown is still going on.

When Han Que pointed to the 012 mark at the last second, he pierced the two Qi needles into Xiaosong's left and right temples with both hands.

time up!

(End of this chapter)