Chapter 883

Shenting, Baihui, Taiyang, Ermen, Qingming, Renzhong, yamen, Fengchi and Renying have a needle on each of the nine acupoints. Finally, Suke slowly penetrates a silver needle from Qianding. This is the real key. ['

first, use Jiugong acupuncture to stimulate the nine key points on Zhang Junde's head, which can not only stimulate brain tissue to maintain vigorous blood flow, but also keep people awake all the time.

Zhang jundeping sat on the chair, with his hands on his knees and his eyes closed. He had been trying his best to calm himself down, but when the first silver needle entered the acupoint, he had no reason to think.

Hope to succeed, but also worry about failure.

Suk twists the last silver needle and slowly probes into the Qianding acupoint. The movement is gentle and stable. With the silver needle entering the acupoint, Suk feels that Li Feifei shows something intriguing in his body. He looks at himself deeply all the time, but wan Qihong goes to bed early after being frightened.

Deng Xiaotian is sitting in a critical position, his face is calm, but his mood is a little more nervous than on the surface. If Suke can help Zhang Junde to treat the tissue damage after cerebral hemorrhage, it is a great event of merit and virtue for the nation, and he also has more hope for himself.

It seems that the scholar didn't pay much attention to Suk's treatment of Zhang Junde. However, after being with Uncle Tian for so many years, he knew his every move very well. Seeing his serious expression, he could understand the emotional change in his heart. He prayed silently that Suk could remove all the toxins from Deng Xiaotian's body.

"Well!" Just at this time, Zhang Junde suddenly snorted, frowned slightly, and then a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. It seemed that he was gnashing his teeth and enduring something. After a while, the sweat on his forehead turned into big beads of sweat. He kept falling down, holding his hand on his knee and buckling it.

"Yeh --!" Zhang Rui is about to step forward subconsciously, but the first word in his mouth hasn't been spoken yet. His steps just came back. It seems that there is a strong wind directly facing him, followed by a big hand like a dead tree branch in front of him.

"Don't panic!" Deng Xiaotian said in a deep voice, deliberately lowering his voice.

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