Free Soldier King Mixed Country

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, Meng Nana was anxious, Xiao Yi knew very well, but here, Xiao Yi could not tell lies.

"Do you want to hear me tell the truth?"

"I definitely want to hear the truth. If I tell lies, I don't have to say it."

Xiao Yi shook her head, her face a little heavy, Meng Nana looked at Xiao Yi's face and knew that the situation was not optimistic, otherwise Xiao Yi would not have this expression.

"To be honest, my father's illness has reached the deadline. I can only maintain this situation for a while. The point is that if the blood of the old man's body is damaged and the blood is not cleared, he will not last three days if he develops under this condition."

"What? Three days?"

Meng Nana said in astonishment, three days was too short, and there was no time to make any preparations. Why did things come so suddenly.

At this moment, Zhang Chuncheng also walked in from the outside, and was scolded by Xiao Yi just now. Zhang Chuncheng felt a lot of joy, and suddenly realized that sometimes the taste of being scolded is actually quite good.

"Xiao Yi was right. I guess I wanted to say it just now. I don't know how to talk to you. The old thing really only has three days."

Zhang Chuncheng said that he was afraid that his family would not be able to withstand such a blow once they knew about it, so Zhang Chuncheng chose to hide it.

"Young man Xiao Yi, it was mine just now. I am an old man who is leaning on the old and selling the old. Don't worry about anything inappropriate in talking."

"Old man Zhang, I spoke a bit hard before, and it made you so angry. Don't worry about me. I know that I have admitted my mistakes but I never correct them. Next time you are like me, I will still talk to you. Talk back."

Xiao Yi spoke very straightforwardly, and Zhang Chuncheng smiled. No wonder Meng Qi had this kind of evaluation of Xiao Yi before. This young man is really special.

Sticking to your own position, even if others are more authoritative and qualified than him, Xiao Yi will still stick to his own ideas, know the importance of things, and in the end, give the other party enough face. This is Xiao Yi.

"You kid really likes to tell the truth, but you can rest assured, through what you just said, I already know that you do have some abilities, and I will never say that to you again in the future."

"You should continue to maintain your previous attitude. I am a special person. Since Mr. Zhang knows that his condition is serious and there is not much time left, do you know what can be done?"

Xiao Yi wanted to hear Zhang Chuncheng's opinion. After all, he is an old Chinese doctor with a lot of knowledge.

Zhang Chuncheng stroked his gray beard. Since Xiao Yi asked this, he would tell the truth, and just say what he knew.

"Injured muscles and bones can be recuperated, injured in the lungs, nourish it with decoctions, wound on the skin, hemostatic and apply medicine to treat it, but this injury is in the blood, I have been treating the disease for many years, there is really no way."

Here Zhang Chuncheng is telling the truth, he really has no way to cure the disease, he can only use decoction to maintain his body and maintain his life.

Xiao Yi frowned. The old Chinese doctors all his life have said this. It seems that this condition is indeed troublesome, otherwise Zhang Chuncheng will have a way to cure the disease.

"The bloodline is severely damaged. The only way I know is to find a hundred-year-old ginseng. The medicinal properties of a hundred-year-old ginseng can warm and nourish the blood and clear the blockage in the blood. This is also the method I thought of. "

Zhang Chuncheng said, this method has been mentioned before, but it is not easy to find such a ginseng.

Such treasures are owned by very few people. They buy them for collection. Under normal circumstances, they will not easily sell them. There are many ginsengs that are more than ten years old, and ginseng that is hundreds of years old is very rare.

"Elder Zhang is right. The ginseng that has been used for a hundred years can indeed be used to warm and nourish the blood. It is very difficult to find such a ginseng."

Xiao Yi sighed. Suddenly Meng Qingyun, who was lying on the hospital bed, coughed violently. After hearing the sound, Meng Nana, Meng Qi, father and daughter hurriedly came to Meng Qingyun's hospital bed.

I saw Meng Qingyun lying on the hospital bed with a face full of wrinkles. At this moment, his complexion became purple, and with a burst of coughing, crimson blood appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

Suddenly, Zhang Chuncheng didn't know what to do. At this moment, Xiao Yi took a few steps forward, pulling the father and daughter humanely.

"You two get up first!"

Xiao Yi said, Meng Qi and Meng Nana, the two were pulled apart by Xiao Yi, and then Xiao Yi pulled away the quilt covering Meng Qingyun.

As Xiao Yi pulled off the quilt and opened Meng Qingyun's jacket, they were surprised to find that they didn't know when it started, and a large blood red appeared on Meng Qingyu's chest.

It was as if he had been beaten with congestion inside, and the color was bright, as if bleeding was about to flow from it, Meng Qingyun was still coughing constantly.

"Xiao Yi, what are you doing? He can't easily acupuncture in this situation, it will kill people!"

When Zhang Chuncheng saw Xiao Yi taking the silver needle, he knew what Xiao Yi was going to do next. This was a risk. Originally, Meng Qingyun's blood was seriously damaged.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Xiao Yi squeezed a silver needle and came to Meng Qingyun's side. He decisively stretched out his finger and took his tongue out of his mouth.

Immediately after, Xiao Yi grabbed the silver needle and used the silver needle to pass Meng Qingyun’s tongue from one side to the other. Meng Qi and Meng Nana, neither of them knew what was going on, the old man’s tongue was used by Xiao Yi. The silver needle pierced through.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yi pinched the remaining silver needles in his hand, one on the neck, one on the Tanzhong point, and one on the lower abdomen.

For the last stitch, Xiao Yi held the silver needle, facing the position of the old man's heart. At this moment Zhang Chuncheng could not calm down, Xiao Yi was taking a risk.

"Boy Xiao Yi, you have to think about it. If there is any deviation in this needle, the person will be over immediately. Even if I have been practicing needle for many years, I dare not take such a risk!"

It is the most difficult one to make a needle in a person's heart. Even a person with superb medical skills does not dare to move such an idea easily. The depth and position of the needle are not allowed to be wrong.

Xiao Yi pinched the silver needle. If he was not sure, Xiao Yi would not pick up the silver needle. At the same time, a trace of Dao Qi was wrapped around the silver needle.

A silver needle is lingering with a faint breath of air. If others don't pay much attention, they will not notice the special feature of this silver needle. Xiao Yi held the silver needle for half a minute, and his fingers dropped quickly.