Dragon Emperor, Martial God

The female traffic policeman who rushed over to stop Ling Yun from beating, stared blankly at Sun Xing, who was curled up on the ground, her face swollen like a pig's head, blood all over her face, and she was dying.

He was so arrogant and domineering just now, and in the blink of an eye, he was beaten like a dead dog by two people?

Lingyun and the little demon girl looked at each other and smiled, and walked past the female traffic policeman from left to right, heading straight for the seriously injured and dying old man.

Zhuang Meifeng had already got out of the BMW. There were a few silver needles stuck in her neck and shoulders. Although it was a little inconvenient, it did not hinder her movement.

No wonder Sun Xing chased Qingshui City from the capital, Zhuang Meifeng really looks very ecstasy!

She is about 1.69 meters tall, with long burgundy hair like a waterfall, and a mature, hot and sexy figure, which immediately attracted the attention of passers-by to her.

Zhuang Meifeng looked like she was only twenty years old, with snow-white and crystal-clear skin, a soft and soft face that could be broken by blows, and delicate red lips.

She has a pair of rare and attractive Danfeng eyes, the most attractive thing is her chest and her waist.

Her chest is a perfect peach shape, very plump and attractive; her waist is an unbearable water snake waist, she doesn't need to step, she just stands there quietly, supporting the wind and swinging willows, naturally exuding a kind of maturity Charming temperament.

With snow-white skin, enticing phoenix eyes, a perfect breast shape like peach, and an eye-catching water snake waist, it has to be said that Zhuang Meifeng has really won the greatest favor from the Creator.

It's just that her arrogant and cold eyes can easily drive back the gazes of those men who have been hooked by her and who can't help but want to hit her.

Beautiful and charming! Cold and bright! Fabulous stunner!

She first glanced at Sun Xing, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with disgust and fear in her cold eyes.

When she turned to look at Ling Yun again, Zhuang Meifeng's eyes were full of gratitude and worry, and her expression was very complicated.

The onlookers were talking and saying everything.

"Why are today's students so fierce! If they say they fight, they fight, and they don't even say a word!"

This was shocked by the power of Ling Yun's beating just now.

"That grandson really deserves to be beaten, he said it himself, that woman doesn't like seeing him at all, so she drove a car to hit people and injured three innocent people, in my opinion, beat him to death It's all light!"

This is to see Sun Xing bullying people too much, expressing support for Ling Yun to beat people.

"That's right, I haven't seen such an arrogant person before, isn't it just rich and powerful?"

"Don't tell me, just look at his car, his dad is definitely better than Li Gang..."

This is to know the ins and outs of "my father is Li Gang".

"Hmph, you look at that woman's coquettish appearance, she looks like a vixen!"

"I'm driving a BMW, I guess it's the third child of a rich man..."

...... This is of course the opinion of a woman who has all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred for Zhuang Meifeng's beauty.

Zhuang Meifeng turned a deaf ear to these remarks, her expression was indifferent, and she just stared at Ling Yun's back silently.

Ling Yun squatted in front of the old man, and once again unfolded the cowhide bag containing the silver needles. He calmly stared at the change in the old man's face, and rubbed his hands together.

"Ning'er, I may spend seven or eight minutes this time. During this time, don't let others disturb me."

Ling Yun instructed the little demon girl very seriously.

His spiritual energy could not be mobilized. This time, he could only save the old man's life by relying on the nine-needle technique of the spirit pivot. Ling Yun did not dare to be careless.

"Don't worry, Brother Lingyun, I won't let others disturb you."

Xue Meining knew that the old man was in danger and might stop beating at any time, so she nodded quickly.

When the rubbing of his hands became a little hot, Ling Yun pulled out his hands together, pinched seven or eight silver needles with his left and right hands at the same time, shot like electricity, and began to pierce the big acupoints in the old man's body.

The middle-aged surgeon and the male traffic policeman were beside the old man. They saw it clearly and were dumbfounded. Is this fat man treating people or doing acrobatics? !

Ling Yun's technique is really too fast!

Pinch needles, puncture acupoints, and pull out needles, the whole process is like flowing water!

Ling Yun's hands were much fatter than ordinary people's, so he should be clumsy to use a needle, but his needle movements were more skilled than an old embroiderer who had been embroidering for decades!

In less than three minutes, Ling Yun had already pierced twenty-seven needles into the old man, Xue Meining was fascinated by the look on the side, his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg!

She didn't even dare to blink, for fear of missing any detail.

As the saying goes, amateurs watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway.

Although Xue Meining does not know how to use the nine needles of Lingshu, she can also use TCM acupuncture very proficiently, and recognizes and finds acupoints.

Therefore, she could probably tell that Ling Yun had used the Nine Needles of the Spirit Pivot three times in a row just now.

The first time was to help the old man stop the bleeding completely, the second time was to help the old man strengthen his heart, and the third time was to help the old man smooth his breath.

Ling Yun exhaled a long breath, the old man's fate was saved.

But that's not the point.

Lingyun knew that the old man's internal injuries and broken ribs were not enough, and the real trouble was that the old man had hurt his brain.

If the old man saves his life, but is only in a vegetative state or paralyzed, what's the use?

Ling Yun raised his elbow and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression extremely solemn, and pinched nine silver needles from the needle bag.

Shuigou, Yingxiang, Sibai, Chengqi, Qingming, Zanzhu, Yintang, Touwei...

Eight silver needles pierced slowly.

"This... it's all about the head!"

"This kid is so bold!"

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Turning a deaf ear to the exclamations and admiration of the people around him, Ling Yun calmed down, holding a four-inch long silver needle and slowly plunged it into the old man's Baihui Point!

The nine stitches of the spirit pivot, the last stitch, is also the most crucial stitch!

"Dive in half!"

"My God, what is he going to do? With such a stab, a good man has also been stabbed to death!"

Another exclamation!

"Don't shout! Be quiet and don't interfere with his acupuncture!" Xue Meining was shocked, but did not forget to get angry at the people around her.

Baihui Point, as the name suggests, is where the hundreds of veins meet, the meeting of hundreds of veins, the master of all diseases!

How important is it here?

Even if his grandfather wanted to acupuncture this acupuncture point, he had to think twice and be extremely cautious, but Ling Yun did not hesitate to puncture it!

How much confidence and courage does it take?

Xue Meining only needed to look at Ling Yun's dignified expression to know that he had reached the most critical moment of needlework, and of course he didn't want him to be disturbed.

In fact, she thought too much, Ling Yun would not be affected by everything around him at all, and his spiritual pivot nine needles had already been used.

"Huh... It's still a success! As long as the old man wakes up and heals his injuries, he will be fine."

Ling Yun sat down on the ground with one butt, and performed the nine needles of the spirit pivot four times in a row, and he was exhausted from exhaustion.

"Brother Lingyun, are you alright?"

Xue Meining wiped the sweat from Ling Yun's forehead rarely with her sleeve, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Ling Yun glanced at Xue Meining, stood up and said.

"Boy, please stay!"

Seeing Ling Yun stand up, the middle-aged doctor thought he was going to leave after saving people, so he hurriedly called to stop him.

"What's up?"

Ling Yun had a good opinion of this doctor who took the initiative to save lives.

"I'm a surgeon at Jiangnan Provincial Hospital. My name is Zhong Qingshan. This is my business card."

Zhong Qingshan walked up to Ling Yun, reported himself to his home, and took the initiative to hand over a business card.

Ling Yun took it and glanced down at the words on the business card, "Chief surgeon of Jiangnan Provincial Hospital, doctor...", nodded, and asked, "It's Dr. Zhong, what's the matter with you?"

"Young man, you should be studying Chinese medicine, right? I see that you are skilled in medicine. I want to get to know you. Can you give me a way to contact you?"

Zhong Qingshan was outspoken.

Although Zhong Qingshan is modern Western medicine, he is by no means ignorant of Chinese medicine.

Just now, Ling Yun bandaged the wounds of the two little girls, corrected and connected the broken bones, and used a few silver needles to wake Zhuang Meifeng from the coma, and then acted to pull the seriously injured and dying old man back from the front of the gate of hell. It took about ten minutes. In the same time, four wounded with different injuries and injuries were treated in a row!

This medicine is also amazing!

Who can do this, let alone Zhong Qingshan, even if Zhong Qingshan searched all the famous doctors he knew, he couldn't find one!

That's why he started thinking about making friends.

"Contact information?" Ling Yun suddenly got into trouble.

He doesn't have a mobile phone, where can he leave his contact information for Zhong Qingshan?

"That, Dr. Zhong, I don't have a cell phone..." Ling Yun told the truth.

Zhong Qingshan thought that Ling Yun wanted to do something good and not leave his name, but he refused to give up: "Young man, I heard this girl say your name is Ling Yun, right? It doesn't matter if you don't have a mobile phone, just leave me an address, and I will definitely come to the door. visit!"

Seeing that the two were at a stalemate, Xue Meining, who was holding Ling Yun's arm tightly, suddenly rolled her eyes and said to Zhong Qingshan with a tender smile: "Uncle Zhong, it's enough to have your business card, we will definitely contact you..."

Hearing that Xue Meining said that others would contact him, even if Zhong Qingshan knew that he was trying to prevaricate him, he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he could only nodded with a wry smile.

Only then did the peculiar siren of 120 ambulances sounded from a distance.

"The ambulance is here!"

At this time, the traffic police at other intersections had come to direct the traffic, and the traffic flow in three directions at the intersection was already passable.

Vehicles and crowds moved out of the way, and two ambulances roared.

Numerous medical staff alighted.

"Yo, isn't this Director Zhong? Why are you here?"

As soon as a young attending physician got out of the car, he saw Zhong Qingshan standing opposite Ling Yun, and hurried over to say hello.

In fact, as soon as the ambulance arrived, Zhong Qingshan knew that it was an ambulance from Jiangnan Provincial Hospital.

"So it's Xiao Wang? Are you on duty today?"

Zhong Qingshan immediately greeted him.

"Look, the old man is moving!"

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd of onlookers.

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