Sun Yingying made preparations, then looked at vice president Jiang, "eighth elder martial sister, please wipe the silver needle for me this time and hand it over."

"With pleasure!" Vice President Jiang smiled and looked at the younger martial sister confidently to witness the miracle.

Xu Kaining and Luo Jingmin have some doubts about sun Yingying's medical skills, but now only sun Yingying says he is sure to cure it, so he can only trust sun Yingying.

At this time, pan Xiaoyu lay quietly. After three weeks of conditioning, his body was in good condition. He didn't look bad because he had been lying with muscle atrophy.

Sun Yingying directly took out a 12 cm long silver needle from the inside and stabbed it into the hole on Pan Xiaosong's head, leaving only two centimeters exposed.

The eyes of the people were wide open, but no one dared to make a sound.

The knowledgeable gatekeeper said that others only thought that sun Yingying had done incredible things, but vice president Jiang was stunned. He could let such a small needle into his brain and achieve the therapeutic effect. It was difficult to go to heaven!

At this time, everyone held their breath and carefully watched sun Yingying's actions. Vice President Jiang also helped sun Yingying clean the silver needle.

Sun Yingying started from Pan Xiaoyu's head, then continued to prick the needle to his heel, and finally completed it in 12 minutes.

Yingying sat on the chair beside the bed tired and gasped.

At this moment, pan Xiaoyu's body is full of silver needles, a full 168, more than Bai shangdeshi's needles given to the Shanghai stock market before.

At that time, Bai Shangde was only hemiplegic, but his brain was awake. Now pan Xiaoyu is a vegetable and unconscious.

More treatment is needed to awaken his consciousness and restore his physical function.

But fortunately, pan Xiaoyu's body has no problem. The main problem lies in the brain. Therefore, sun Yingying puts part of the treatment on the upper body, and the lower body is just an auxiliary role.

Vice President Jiang took out his handkerchief to wipe sun Yingying's sweat and asked softly, "junior sister, how's Xiaoyu?"

Mr. Pan and pan Pantai are also waiting anxiously, but they dare not ask sun Yingying.

Xu Kaining hurriedly asked, "little martial sister, can Xiaoyu wake up?"

Luo Jingmin also looked expectantly at Sun Yingying, "little master, you are actually very powerful. I know that Xiaoyu will be able to wake up, won't you?"

Sun Yingying smiled and nodded, "yes, wait a moment, he will wake up slowly."

After taking her pulse just now, she felt that the situation was much better than expected, so pan Xiaoyu could not only wake up, but also recover.

Hearing this, everyone was very happy, but pan Xiaoyu still had some needles on his body and didn't wake up, so they couldn't take it lightly.

Inside the house, except sun Yingying, everyone else was very nervous.

Especially Mrs. pan and Mr. Pan, their eyes were red. They stared at their son in bed without blinking. They prayed for hope that their son could wake up soon.

As long as their sons can wake up, they can live ten years less.

The saddest thing in the world is that white haired people send black haired people. Parents would rather die than die in front of their children.

Sun Yingying drinks tea with a cool expression and looks out of the window.

She feels that it is also a very fulfilling thing to restore the health of patients. She must treat more and more people through her own medical skills in the future.