Chapter 109

"Go and get my silver needle." He Xuanmin immediately ordered Lu Zhiwei.

Then Ji Siyu should help his mother to lie flat.

After a while, Lu Zhiwei brought a wooden box. He was full of joy and asked, "master, are you going to use the thirteen needles again?"

He Xuanmin nodded.

"Thirteen needles! Doctor he's unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. " Some people were shocked.

"This time I came to get the medicine, I can see Dr. he's doing his best. I still remember the last time doctor he saved people from death with a magic needle

"Jingshen thirteen needles, needles can be Jingshen!"

Countless people will wait and see, looking forward to he Xuanmin's 13 needles.

He Xuanmin took out the silver needle and disinfected it.

Then he Xuanmin held his breath and looked solemn. With the passage of time, there were wisps of heat above his head.

The vision startled everyone in an instant.

Lu Zhiwei said with a smile: "Shifu's hand is really extraordinary. You just wait to admit defeat."

Han Zhen smiles gently.

About three minutes later, he Xuanmin suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were as powerful as electricity.

The old arm was like a phantom, and the thirteen silver needles in his hand were like lightning. He stabbed into the big acupoints around fan Shaojing.

He stabbed fan Shaojing's acupoints impartially and exactly.

Fan Shaojing's body trembled and her eyelids beat because of the silver needle.

"She's going to wake up! Master, when will your thirteen needles be passed to me? I will study hard. " Lu Zhiwei's face is full of ecstasy.

The onlookers clapped one after another because they didn't even see what he Xuanmin was doing.

However, fan Shaojing eyelid beat a few times, still did not wake up.

He Xuanmin's face was heavy, and his condition was still the same. She couldn't activate her decaying body just by thirteen needles. "It seems that the last needle will be used! I can only use the fourteenth needle a few times in my life. I didn't expect that I would use this needle when I was old. "

He Xuanmin's head was steaming with heat several times stronger than just now. He looked very stern. His right arm was extremely slow and heavy, as if he had a huge stone on his back.

And the silver needle in his hand seems to emit a different color.

People are forced by this tense and repressive atmosphere, and they can't help getting nervous.

He Xuanmin slowly stabbed into fan Shaojing's big acupoint. With the last stab, fan Shaojing's face was in pain. The body vibrated involuntarily.

"Wake up!" He Xuanmin gave a big drink, and the silver needle in his hand immediately penetrated.

With the penetration of this needle, he Xuanmin's breath fell rapidly, and his spirit seemed to be extracted in an instant. Even the ruddy face looked a little old.

With the complete penetration of the last needle, fan Shaojing's body reaction became bigger and bigger.

She was shaking all over, her mouth clucking.

"Master, will the patient be affected too much and abnormal because of your strength of the fourteenth needle?" Lu Zhiwei asked with a little doubt.

He Xuanmin calmed down his anger and said, "the first 13 needles are just human needles. Under the human needle, enough to save people. And the fourteenth needle is the real startling needle! "

In he Xuanmin's explanation, fan Shaojing's body suddenly trembles. She opens her eyes and shouts. Then the body a soft, breath scattered, unexpectedly no longer any movement.