The best medical fairy in the academy

Chapter 415 Nine Spirit Needle Technique Nine Spirit Needle

In fact, Wang Fan guessed right, Mr. Jiang was indeed gambling, taking his few lives for this gambling, because he really needs time now, he has just retired, and there are still many things in the country that he needs to deal with , There are still a lot of things he needs to explain, two months is not enough time, even if he does not eat, drink or sleep, it will take more than half a year, so he has to bet that as long as he has this year, he can Doing a lot of things is enough for him to arrange everything, so Mr. Jiang has no choice.

"Father..." Hearing Elder Jiang's choice, Jiang Zhengguo and Jiang Fuguo looked at their father in surprise. You must know that the probability of [-]% is not high, which means that the probability of death is very high. If they are allowed to choose , will definitely not agree.But when they saw the resolute expression on their father's face, the two of them fell silent immediately. They also knew something about what Elder Jiang was thinking, so they didn't try to persuade them any more.

"In that case, please ask Dr. Wang to treat my father." After a long silence, Jiang Zhengguo finally said, "Does Dr. Wang have anything to prepare?"

"Yes, yes, if there is anything you need to prepare, just tell me, Doctor Wang, and I will send someone to prepare it immediately." Jiang Fuguo also echoed at this time.

"There is nothing to prepare." Wang Fan shook his head and said, "But please leave the room of Mr. Jiang, I need a quiet environment, so as not to make any mistakes when treating Mr. Jiang."

Hearing Wang Fan's words, the Jiang brothers looked at each other, then turned around and prepared to leave the room, and Wang Fan glanced at Jiang Lao at this time. To be honest, he really admired the old leader. You must know that there is a [-]% chance It's not that Wang Fan said it to scare him, but he really only has such low confidence, because Wang Fan has not fully mastered the seventh needle of the Jiuling Needle Technique until now.

Recalling the chapter on medicine recorded in "Wu Yi", Wang Fan suddenly remembered an important matter, his face paused, and he immediately turned to Jiang Zhengguo and Jiang Fuguo and said, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, please wait first." one time."

After speaking, Wang Fan immediately took the pen and paper on Old Jiang's desk, quickly wrote down the names and quantities of a list of medicinal materials, and then handed the prescription to Jiang Zhengguo and said, "Mr. Jiang, please prepare a batch of medicinal materials according to the above. You must use a wooden barrel to soak in the bath water, and at least soak the medicinal materials on this prescription in hot water for more than three hours, and let him soak in the potion after I finish treating Old Jiang."

"Okay, no problem, I'll send someone to prepare it right away." Jiang Zhengguo took the prescription, nodded quickly and agreed, then turned around and left the room quickly with Jiang Fuguo to prepare the medicine for Mr. Jiang to take a bath.

After they left, Wang Fan locked the door so that no one would disturb him when he was treating Mr. Jiang. When he walked to Mr. Jiang's bed, he looked at Mr. Jiang who was only wearing a thin pajamas on the bed. He sighed helplessly.

Compared with the last time when Wang Fan came to see him, Jiang Lao looked very haggard, pale and weak. When Wang Fan lifted the quilt, he was shocked by Jiang Lao's figure.

I saw that Mr. Jiang was so thin that it was unimaginable. He had almost no muscles at all, his chest ribs were completely protruding, and his wrinkled skin was shriveled. He is like this, which shows that Mr. Jiang has been sick to various extents.

If one sentence is used to describe Mr. Jiang now, it would be that he would be blown away by the wind. Wang Fan felt that this sentence was not too much to describe Mr. Jiang's thin body at this time.

Looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, looking at his thin and frail body, Wang Fan's eyes became moist unconsciously. At this moment, he realized that the old man in front of him had devoted ten years to Huaguo. How much he has suffered, how difficult it has been for him in the past ten years, how much pain and perseverance he has persisted in that position.

No wonder, no wonder Mr. Jiang still drinks so much wine every day at his age. It seems that he does not simply like to drink, but to numb his nerves, so that he can reduce some pain, so that he can be better in that position work!

Seeing this, the expression on Wang Fan's face became more determined, his eyes swept over Mr. Jiang's body again, and then he took his pulse again seriously, then took a deep breath, and took out seven needles from the needle bag in his arms. There were silver needles of different lengths, and a resolute look appeared in his eyes.

At this time, the seven silver needles in Wang Fan's hand are different from the silver needles he used in the past. Those silver needles in the past were specially made by him. It's the same, but the seven needles in his hand are brought out from the Longshan secret room by him, and they are the Jiuling needles that really perform the Jiuling acupuncture method.

From the very moment he felt the pulse of Mr. Jiang, Wang Fan had already confirmed in his heart that his illness had reached the worst point. If he wanted to be cured, he had to use the Jiuling acupuncture method, and he still had to activate the seven needles. It is possible to save him.

Because of Mr. Jiang's illness, the state of his body has far exceeded Wang Fan's expectations, and it is more serious and terrifying than he imagined. If Mr. Jiang takes the prescription normally and does not make those medicines lose their effectiveness, maybe Five needles can be cured, but in this situation, seven needles are beyond the cure, and the last retreat in Wang Fan's heart has been completely blocked.

Wang Fan actually has no idea about the seven needles, but thinking about all that Mr. Jiang has paid for Huaguo these years, Wang Fan gritted his teeth secretly, his eyes burst out with a trace of determination, his eyes froze on Mr. Jiang's body, and then his wrist gently As soon as he moved, seven silver needles of different lengths flew out from his fingertips in an instant.

From different angles and at different speeds, the seven silver lights pierced different parts of Mr. Jiang's body on the bed. At the end of the seven silver needles, there were seven invisible silver threads, which were wrapped around Wang Fan's body. on seven fingers.

If there are people in the room at this time, they will be surprised by Wang Fan's healing methods, because no one has ever seen such a strange way, mist is constantly coming out of the seven silver needles, and the seven silver threads are under the light. Under the light, it emits a flash of light.

Looking at Wang Fan's treatment method, Mr. Jiang lying on the bed showed a shocked expression on his face. He even thought that his eyes were hallucinating, but when he felt the continuous heat in his body, he knew What I saw was not a hallucination, this is what Wang Lao said about the magic medicine.

(End of this chapter)