My favorite big treasure

time up!

The results of it? ??

Everyone still dare not make the slightest movement, waiting for the final result.

In 60 seconds, one hundred and eight needles must be inserted into every important acupuncture point on the whole body, or, there is no way to do it, right?

Han Que let out a long breath, tilted his head slightly, and said regretfully, "It's a pity..."

The people around took a breath.Sure enough, didn't it work?

"It can be faster."

Sick! !A group of people were so frightened by his panting that they cut off their breath.etc?What's the meaning? ?

"Patriarch!" The two teacher uncles looked at Han Que emotionally.

Someone is taking the trouble to the red pump head: "One, two, three...."

"Don't count, one hundred and eight, the roots are in place!" This was said by Uncle Lin once, with such admiration in his tone!

"My box of needles has a total of 150 needles. If you look at the rest of the box, you will know that the owner has succeeded."

All the apprentices of the Han family let out exclamations.

The disciples of the first, second, third, and fourth generations watched Han Que's back with strange expressions.

That, the Patriarch who was once labeled in their minds as "no talent", "a waste of good resources", "too poor qualifications" and other labels... When did they learn such a skill?

He is... self-taught?

By the way, he has studied with the old Patriarch for 11 years. However, after the old Patriarch passed away, no one taught him the orthodox medical skills of the Han family.Well, the only explanation is that he, self-taught.

Self taught? ???

How many ordinary mortals would die of envy and envy.

Ma Sanyou came from the ground.Walking over on his knees, he needs to confirm again and again, whether it has really succeeded.

He stuttered and his tongue was trembling...Han, Mr. Han...

"It's done." Knowing what he wanted to ask, Han Que said.

"Thank you, Mr. Han, thank you! Thank you!" Ma Sanyou was in tears, and he had lost his image for a long time. He wiped the tears from his eyes with his hands stretched left and right.

"Now it's just protecting his three meridians, and it's not out of danger yet." Han Que said.

"Mr. Han, please think of a way. Please!" Ma Sanyou held onto Han Que's arm tightly.

"Then, you... need to make another choice at this time. However, I don't know whether this choice is right or wrong. If you choose the right one, he can live, but if you choose the wrong one..."

When Ma Sanyou heard that it was a choice again, he shuddered heavily.

He had... already missed it once.That's why the grandson became what he is now.If you choose wrong again this time!

"You, help me choose..."

"I'm not his relative." Han Que refused.

Ma Sanyou looked at his son and daughter-in-law, who were too scared to choose.

"You, tell me. What choice?" Ma Sanyou asked.

"The first option, you take him to the hospital as soon as possible, enter the ICU, and rescue him."

Ma Sanyou stared at him eagerly, "What about the second one?"

"Second option...stay here and wait."

"Wait? What are you waiting for?" Ma Sanyou's voice was full of tears.

Han Que turned his head and looked in the direction of "Jiulong Guiyiding".

Ma Sanyou followed his gaze, and his body was paralyzed by the electric shock.

"Sir, sir, would you..." Would you like to give his child a medicine there?

"I can't promise you anything. If your luck is good enough, this time the medicine is a life-saving medicine...he can survive."

Ma Sanyou nodded slightly.

"If it's not a life-saving medicine..." Han Que shook his head apologetically, "...he has lost even the last chance of being rescued."

So, it's more than....luck! ?

Not only Ma Sanyou, but even many people around who heard this, held their breath hard.

"Sir, sir, can you give me a hint? There...in the end..."

"I don't know!" Han Que interrupted him, "You should understand that the medicine is inside. If you don't take it out, no one will know what it is. This is the biggest mystery of Jiulong Guiyiding."

Ma Sanyou fell into another huge and difficult choice in life.On the one hand, it is absolutely viable, on the other hand...

Ma Sanyou began to think about what would happen if he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.His grandson has already reached this point. It is estimated that there is not much blood in his body, and many organs in his body have entered a state of failure due to blood loss.I'm afraid... even though he was sent for an emergency blood transfusion, he couldn't control his symptoms of vomiting blood. The effect of the needle will eventually pass.

He also studied medicine and knew that this was a situation where the blood barrier was lost... With the medical technology of the hospital, he might not be able to stop it.

After taking a hemostatic injection, when the effect occurs, the person has already vomited all blood, and it is gone.

He looked at his son and daughter-in-law again, "What do you guys think?"

"Dad, maybe you can get it back after sending it to the hospital..." his son said.

"Even if you grab it back, you can't save it." Ma Sanyou cruelly smashed the last hope in his heart.

The daughter-in-law raised her head and looked at her husband, "Dad! Then, the medicine in there..."

"I don't know what it is, the doctor said, if it's life-saving, Xiao Song, he can live.

"Can you.. get back to health?"

The whole family went to see Han Que.

Han Que lowered his eyes, "He can live, but he still needs hematopoietic pills due to his illness... However, if you can get the medicinal materials again, I can help you make a pill, a real hematopoietic pill!" "

The serious pupils of the family of three dilated at the same time, and the bright light flickered.

"Stay!" When the Ma family father and son were still hesitating, the daughter-in-law spoke out two words firmly.

"Wife!"

Take a gamble! "The daughter-in-law stared at her child's face in a daze, "Bet, one, one!" "

"Good! Good! Good!!!" Ma Sanyou said three good things in succession, "If you are unlucky...we will send Xiaosong...on the road in a decent way."

After the daughter-in-law heard this, she covered her distorted face and cried again. She nodded in pain.

They all know that sending them to the hospital and entering the ICU will only increase the child's chances of being tortured.In the end, he couldn't be saved.

If you stay, maybe... there is still a slight possibility.

Even if there is only the last possibility, for their family at this moment, it is also the greatest energy to support them to persevere.

Ma Sanyou looked at Han Que on behalf of the whole family, "Mr. Han... we, stay and wait!"

"Then sit him up carefully, don't touch the needle on his body, don't leave the lamp, don't let anyone touch the lamp. I'll release the blood poison in his body after a while. If not, "Xue Feng Dan, "Give me one of the Yangshen Pills."

Xu Weiran originally wanted to take it from his pocket, but changed his mind temporarily, went to the compartment, took out two pills after a while, and handed them to Ma Sanyou who came up to hold them in both hands.

"Give it to him first, he has stopped vomiting blood, these two, let him maintain the last bit of strength for now.

Ma Sanyou bowed deeply to Han Que gratefully, came back cautiously, and put the pill into Xiaosong's mouth.

The two men in the family carefully supported the child, and the woman protected the strange oil lamp with her hands.

It seemed that the lamp was the last life of his son.The woman didn't even dare to breathe normally.

"What's the light for?" Someone else was asking.

"Is it really life-saving? Haven't you heard Zhuge Liang's "Seven Star Lantern"? "These people have big brains.

"The lamp is a medicine lamp!" Fearing that they would call him a "magic stick", Han Que sighed and explained.

Medicine lamp?What is that?Many people asked.

"Using all kinds of precious medicinal materials to refine and extract...infused into lamp oil, the medicinal properties will diffuse with the air when ignited, and it can enter the body when it touches the skin. Now the child's breathing is weak, use this method to inject medicine into his body first. ...Sure enough! " Ding Shichun praised sincerely this time.

Only then did everyone understand.It turns out that the lamp has medicine!

So, it's still a "life-saving light"!

"Don't look at it, don't look at it! Those who have finished prescribing the prescription hurry up and leave, you are not allowed to stay, there are still many people outside." The security personnel clapped their hands and reminded everyone to restore order quickly.

Then, those responsible for maintaining order began to maintain order again.

The others discussed and returned to their own team, "Tell me, can there be medicine to save this child in the stove?"

"It's hard to say. Listening to Mr. Han's tone, they don't know what's in the stove."

"Our ancestors are really amazing. How could such a strange stove be made?"

"A lot of things from our ancestors are gone, if they can be handed down... maybe what the world is like now.

"What a pity! Fortunately, Mr. Han's family kept this stove."

"That's a tripod! A medicine tripod! The Taishang Laojun used a tripod to make alchemy, what kind of stove is there!!"

"Let's pray for their family, I hope it contains life-saving medicine." The kind-hearted people pity the children and hope that their family can get a good result.

However, some people still hope that there is a medicine for longevity.What does the life and death of other people's children have to do with them?

The people of the Ma family knelt in front of the Nine Dragons Guiyi Ding, praying to the Gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless them with life-saving medicine, and those who supported them also paid a symbolic obeisance to the Ding when they passed by the Ding.

Of course, with other purposes, I also secretly prayed in my heart at this time, and even prayed: the pharmaceutical failed.

Many people stood by with good intentions and malicious intentions... all kinds of ideas gathered together, and they all drifted towards the Jiulong Guiyi tripod invisibly.

The free clinic continued, and the time seemed to be almost five o'clock.

At this time, more than one party focused their attention on the Jiulong Guiyi Ding. Someone directly asked: "How much is the medicine in the Ding sold?" "

"Did you see that uncle in the wheelchair sitting at the door staring at that thing?" Xu Weiran pointed at Yue Liang behind him, and whispered, "...you have to ask him if you want to sell it or not!"

The other party glanced at Yue Liang, suddenly saw the big logo engraved on the back of Yue Liang's wheelchair, and left in despair, not daring to ask another question.

Xu Weiran was surprised: Oh! !Uncle Bodyguard can still play this role!

(End of this chapter)