Personalized Dragon Son-in-law

Shen Zhonghan looked at the dead Shen Mengqian in front of him. He could no longer restrain his emotions. He knelt in front of his granddaughter's body and cried.

Shen Zhonghan cried bitterly. How he hoped that the person who died was himself, not his granddaughter.

He never thought that Shen Mengqian would solve the problem in this way.

Shen Mengqian is still young, but she chose to end her life for the sake of the Shen family.

Shen Zhonghan felt extremely remorseful. He hated his incompetence and couldn't even protect his granddaughter.

Shen Zhonghan dried his tears, checked the room and found Shen Mengqian's suicide note on the table.

Looking at the contents of the suicide note, Shen Zhonghan left tears again.

The old man finished reading the suicide note with tears.

Although the content is simple, Shen Zhonghan seems to have a sharp knife in his heart every time he reads a word.

Tears wet the suicide note. Shen Zhonghan quickly dried the tears on the suicide note. This is the last relic left by Shen Mengqian. He folded the suicide note as a treasure and put it in his pocket.

Jiang Feng came to Shen Zhonghan's residence and wanted to go to North Lake College with him, but he heard a choking voice coming out of the room.

Kicking the door open, he sought help and came to Shen Mengqian's room.

What came into view were Shen Mengqian lying in bed and Shen Zhonghan with a dull look.

Jiang Feng ignored Shen Zhonghan, went straight to Shen Mengqian's body, examined it carefully, and immediately found the silver needle Shen Mengqian used to end his life in his chest.

Jiang Feng immediately realized that Shen Mengqian committed suicide.

"Old Shen, calm down. Why did Shen Mengqian commit suicide?"

Jiang Feng didn't comfort Shen Zhonghan because he knew that no matter how much he comforted Shen Zhonghan at this time, it was useless.

Shen Zhonghan looked at Jiang Feng blankly and told Jiang Feng what Liu Xin came to them yesterday.

After hearing this, Jiang Feng was angry and angry. He was angry that Shen Mengqian did not cherish his life. As long as people live, there is no barrier they can't cross.

Jiang Feng was angry that the Du family forced Shen Mengqian to marry Du Jiang. For Du Jiang's selfish desires, they didn't consider the life and death of others.

Jiang Feng glanced at the silver needle on Shen Mengqian's chest and suddenly realized something.

Jiang Feng carefully observed the silver needle and measured the length of the silver needle by hand.

"Old Shen, go and prepare a silver needle for me. Your granddaughter may still be saved."

Shen Zhonghan just looked at his granddaughter's body as if he hadn't heard it.

"Shen Zhonghan, I asked you to prepare a silver needle for me. Hurry up."

Jiang Feng roared to Shen Zhonghan.

Shen Zhonghan, who came back, was stunned first, and then immediately handed his needle bag to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng results in a needle bag and immediately starts to apply needles for Shen Mengqian.

Shen Zhonghan looked at Jiang Feng puzzled. He had confirmed that Shen Mengqian had no pulse. Jiang Feng had to give her a needle. I don't know why.

"Jiang Feng, can you bring my granddaughter back to life?"

Shen Zhonghan said sadly.

"Take a good look at the position and length of the silver needle on Shen Mengqian's chest."

Jiang Feng didn't say it directly, but let Shen Zhonghan observe it himself.

Before, Shen Zhonghan was also concerned and chaotic. He didn't pay attention to these details at all.

"See the clue?"

Jiang Feng asked as he gave Shen Mengqian a needle.

"The acupoints pierced by the silver needle are used to fake death under special circumstances. Do you mean Qianqian is now in a state of fake death?"

Shen Zhonghan said excitedly.

Jiang Feng nodded and shook his head again, which made Shen Zhonghan at a loss and didn't understand what Jiang Feng meant.

"Shen Mengqian is really in a state of suspended death, and the length of the silver needle is not deep enough, which is more dangerous."

"Moreover, the heart has stopped beating for some time. The blood of the whole body remains in the blood vessels, and all organs of the body are absorbing the only nutrients left in the blood to maintain themselves. If you want to save Shen Mengqian, you must let her heart beat again."

Jiang Feng explained.

"However, it is almost impossible to use the method of traditional Chinese medicine to make the stopped heart beat again. Even the Taiyi divine needle I know may not be able to do this."

"And it's too far from the hospital. Even if you send it to the hospital, I'm afraid it's too late."

Shen Zhonghan, who thought he had seen hope, fell into sadness again.

He is a master of traditional Chinese medicine and is very clear about these.

"Have you heard of the flat magpie needling?"

Jiang Feng asked.

"You mean the flat magpie needling method that is more terrible than Taiyi divine needle?"

Shen Zhonghan looked at Jiang Feng in surprise.

The effect of Bian que acupuncture is actually no better than Taiyi divine acupuncture. Because of this, people studying traditional Chinese medicine ignore it, so fewer and fewer people know it.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Although the Bian que needling method is not as good as Taiyi divine needle, the two needling methods have their own advantages, and Shen Mengqian still has a glimmer of vitality. I can only try it now, hoping to save her with the Bian que needling method."

"Bring me all the silver needles you still have. The more, the better."

Jiang Feng gave an order and started a race with the God of death, hoping to pull Shen Mengqian back from the edge of death before the God of death laid hands on her.

In fact, there is another reason why we should not forget the flat magpie acupuncture method. That is, when treating patients, the flat magpie body method needs a terrible number of silver needles, while the Taiyi divine needle is simplified. A few silver needles can cure diseases, so it is called divine needle.

Fortunately, Shen Zhonghan has only one special hobby in learning traditional Chinese medicine, that is, collecting silver needles. Otherwise, even if Jiang Feng has another way, I'm afraid he has more heart than strength.

Soon, Shen Zhonghan took all the silver needles he had collected over the years to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng looked at the needle bag piled in front of him and roughly calculated that there should be two or three thousand silver needles. It should be enough.

"Wait outside now. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Treating Shen Mengqian will be a very long process, and I can't guarantee you that you will be psychologically prepared if you can finally save her."

Shen Zhonghan nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry. I'm watching outside. Even if the sky falls, people won't affect you."

"Jiang Feng, I'll give you all my granddaughter's life. If you save my granddaughter's life, my old life will be yours in the future."

Shen Zhonghan said excitedly.

Jiang Feng was not interested in Shen Zhonghan's life. He asked him to go out quickly, guard the outside, and repeatedly told him not to disturb him. Then he began to treat Shen Mengqian formally.