Chapter 848

It seems to know that even if she was asked to go upstairs to bandage the wound, I'm afraid it would be rejected directly. The gentle man with glasses stopped her, glanced at the piercing wound on her lower abdomen, and ran upstairs without stopping.

I didn't expect that this woman was called Heiyu. It's a name that people can't compliment. Song Dandan has said that a girl's name is Zhen, Ling and Feng. It's so pleasant to hear. What you don't know about Heiyu is that it's environmental pollution!

But this is also Suk's heart. Looking at the wound on Heiyu's abdomen, it's obviously very painful. If you put it on ordinary people, I'm afraid it's all over. But she can tolerate it. It's absolutely a resounding man. She can't be offended. She really can't be offended.

Uncle Tian sat quietly on the sofa, although his wrinkled old face was still gujingbo. Looking at these young people, they all surrounded each other like enemies, he said softly, "don't make a fuss, all of them are scattered!"

It's just as if his orders didn't work. These people didn't move. They didn't hear of him at all. At this time, the gentle man who just went upstairs came back again and again with amazing speed. When he came back, he had a small square box in his hand. [

to tell you the truth, this is the first time that Suk has touched acupuncture. Even though it has been a long time since he was proficient in acupuncture, he has never touched a needle at all.

A box of nine needles, put in order, nine needles shining, it seems that there are some Yingying water marks, open the lid, even a pungent smell of alcohol: "have you eliminated the poison?"

"Well, it's disinfected!" The gentle man nodded.

All kinds of techniques related to acupuncture and moxibustion constantly flashed in the brain. The midnight noon ebb flow needle began to clear up slowly. Suk was silent for about four or five minutes. Even the shrew Nanfeng began to frown and get angry. Finally, she reached out and pulled Tianshu's arm and continued to put it on the armrest.

At that time, when I was feeling my pulse, I vaguely felt that uncle Tian seemed to try his best to concentrate the toxins in his body, and then drove them all to his palm. I don't know if he had the idea of a strong man breaking his wrist, but the toxins in his body had already spread to all parts of his body, and it was different from a fool's dream to expel them all to his palm.

Many things are not visible at the beginning, but when you calm down, you will feel like you are clear of the clouds. For the sake of safety, Suk puts the needle box aside and cuts uncle Tian's pulse again. Now he is more and more sure of his previous judgment. There is indeed a toxin that has been suppressed by him on the palm of his hand.

With a deep breath, Suk now seems to have entered a state of emptiness. All the people and things around him disappear, with only one hand in front of him.

Take out the needle, hold the tail of the needle with the thumb and index finger, and hold the position of the needle with the middle finger.

Dali Duan's six pulse sword, which are Shaoshang, Shangyang, zhongchong, Guanchong, shaochong and Shaoze, also correspond to six acupoints on the palm of the hand, and Suke's acupuncture point is one of them - Shangyang.

Shangyang point is about 3 mm near the top of the nail on the right side of the index finger, which is almost distinguishable by the naked eye. Suk's right hand finger gently touches the finger like a withered tree branch.

Just as he was about to put the needle in, there seemed to be a force in his body. After swimming all over his body, it converged on his thumb and index finger, and then it was transferred to the needle. It seemed that it was the kind of static waiting for Qi, and the Qi came down to the needle.

The movement is steady, and the tip of the needle seems to have a navigation. When the tip of the needle goes into the Shangyang acupoint, Suk feels that the previous strength slowly goes along the tip of the needle into uncle Tian's index finger. Until this time, he finds that this strength is nothing else, but he has been working as a fireman to control the sequelae of the flower picking system As time went by, a layer of sweat slowly appeared on Suk's forehead, and then he slowly slid down his temples. Even ten minutes later, except that the right hand of the needle was still stable, his body was shaking slightly.

The strength of twelve sections of Taoist brocade wants to force the mass of black material out, but it seems to grasp a spring, pull out an inch, and then quickly retract back, repeatedly, even the body has a sense of weakness. Is it going to give up all the previous achievements?

Uncle Tian's face is also dignified now. He knows the state of his body very well, and even suppresses the toxin in the palm of his hand. He can feel it. It's just a stratagem. But as soon as Suk makes a move, he immediately feels that the toxin is beginning to change.

Seeing that Suk's condition is getting worse and worse, I want to help him. But if he had this ability, wouldn't he have solved the poison long ago, and now he can only honestly let Suk do it.

Suk's body is shaking more and more, and he is about to collapse. Uncle Tian knows that he has done his best. He just wants to persuade him to stop. At this time, Suk suddenly opens his eyes. His eyes, which were full of vitality before, become very dispirited. When he opens his eyes, the silver needle rubbed by his fingertips is lifted up.