Chapter 1053

"Ha ha, good!" When Deng Xiaotian woke up, he already knew that Nanfeng had gone to pick up Suk. Even now he knew more about his physical condition than Suk. The doctors here had already checked it. In the face of this toxin, they still have a plan to do.

The only thing that can be done is to have Deng Xiaotian recuperate himself. However, this once powerful man still killed six enemies when he accompanied the premier on his southern tour the day before yesterday. How could he lie in bed and wait to die!

Deng Xiaotian had already thought about it before Suke came, and regardless of the doctor's obstruction, he was paranoid to get out of bed and sit in the middle of the hall. Even if the toxin broke out immediately, he didn't want to lie in bed.

However, since Suk came, he was no longer stubborn. In fact, he did not understand why he had so much confidence in an 18-year-old.

Maybe it's the magical power that Suk showed before! Deng Xiaotian, who has been immersed in Chinese martial arts for decades, has seen a lot, but he has never come into contact with such mysterious power. You can say it's internal power! But I can't feel the trace of Suk. [

this force is like the water of root. It suddenly appears, but it will disappear.

Deng Xiaotian nodded to Suk and was about to stand up. But at this time, he was so weak that he could not help shaking twice. Suk quickly reached out to help him.

"Uncle Tian!"

"Nothing! It's all right Although Deng Xiaotian's face is still with a freehand smile, Hun does not care about shaking his head, but there is a kind of hero in his voice. How can he even stand unsteadily?

Deng Xiaotian's strange appearance makes Nanfeng, Daolang and the short and fat man who has been standing on one side all nervous and subconsciously surround him.

"It's none of your business. What should I do! I can't die yet. Let Suk help me upstairs! " Deng Xiaotian's eyes glared, but Hu Wei didn't fall down. Looking at his children, they were worried, but he was angry and scolded directly.

Suk nodded to Nanfeng, but looking at Nanfeng's cannibal eyes, she knew that she was ready to take herself as an outlet: "don't worry, I'll deal with it!"

After giving them a reassurance, Suk helped Deng Xiaotian upstairs. Deng Xiaotian was nearly one meter nine tall. Suk could only slightly hold his back and even feel his thin bones.

Deng Xiaotian knew that with every step he took, the active toxins would go deeper into the blood, cells and even bone marrow. He took a deep breath and suppressed all the internal forces that could be mobilized in his body.

Suk followed suit and finally helped Deng Xiaotian back to his room: "Uncle Tian, you have to take off your coat!" While talking, he helped Deng Xiaotian lie on the bed, and then he turned back to close the door.

"Please Although Nanfeng didn't speak, Suk suddenly understood the pleading in her eyes, nodded heavily, and then closed the door. Only at this time did he find that Deng Xiaotian didn't know when there was no movement.

Su Ke was startled and ran over. The result of pulse diagnosis was optimistic, just because Deng Xiaotian had just suppressed the rising toxins in his body, and even went to the point of fishing out of the water. He not only lost his strength, but also his meridians had been damaged.

But doing so also provides a good start for his next work. Now Suk doesn't care about too many things, so he takes off Deng Xiaotian's clothes.

I didn't expect that this set of Tiangang meteorite magnetic needle was used on Deng Xiaotian for the first time. Suk didn't have the bottom in his heart, but now he can't look forward and backward. Deng Xiaotian lies quietly on the bed, breathing gently. His thin skin and bone chest can even see the outline of his ribs.

Before the full-scale outbreak of the toxin, Deng Xiaotian had always wanted to introduce the toxin into his arm, but this time, he had been spared all over his body.

The human brain is the source of consciousness. If a person's brain is seriously damaged, even if his life is in danger, he will inevitably end up in a vegetative state.

Now, Deng Xiaotian's brain nerves and even cerebral microvessels have been invaded by toxins. The first thing Suk has to do now is to rescue the brain.

After all, a sleeping lion is still extremely dangerous. He is always reluctant to see himself in the process of needling. Deng Xiaotian suddenly wakes up and kicks himself away.

There are many meridians and acupoints in the human body. Besides the twelve meridians, there are thirty-six extra meridians and extra meridians and extra meridians and extra meridians and extra meridians and extra meridians and extra meridians.

At the twelve points on the head and neck, Suke carried needles like flying. In a flash, he applied needles to all twelve points, namely, Sishencong, Yintang, Yuyao, Shangming, Taiyang, qiuhou, Bitong, Jinjin, Yuye, jiachengjiang, Qianzheng, Yiming and Anmian.

Suk's hand is steady and accurate. After all the acupoints are put into the needle, there are big sweat beads on Suk's forehead. This is not a simple job, and in fact, the more important thing is still behind.

The next thing we need to do is to enter the needle with luck, nourish the acupoints with the needle, and kill the poison through the acupoints. The strength of Taoist twelve section brocade has been surging in the body for a long time, and seems to be waiting for such a moment.Hand out, each needle lift h knead time, almost the same, and each needle is in accordance with the meridian program and move, feel the body of the force constantly poured into the needle, and then into the brain.

Twelve odd points in the head and neck, eight points in the trunk and sixteen points in the limbs, these extra meridians are like blockhouses. They all need to attack by themselves one by one. They are dizzy, thirsty, their eyes are sour and astringent, and their legs are shaking at a high speed.

Deng Xiaotian's condition of being poisoned is 100 times more serious than he imagined. What he can do now is to stabilize his worsening trend. Only in this way can he buy time and recuperate slowly.

Now Suk's needling has changed from two hands to one hand. Even if he clenches his teeth tightly, his dizziness still washes his brain.

"It's still one last shot away!" Suk pinched the end of the needle and urged out all the strength of twelve sections of Taoist brocade that he could hardly feel in his body. At this moment, suddenly, his eyes were dark and he was completely unconscious.

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