Special Forces: I am really a hygienist

Hearing Zhang Tianzhi's words, He Qiu immediately took a step forward and put his finger under Luo Feng's nose to probe.

After not perceiving Luo Feng's breathing, He Qiu suddenly frowned, and immediately pulled up Luo Feng's arm again, stretched out his finger and put it on his wrist.

Looking at He Qiu's skillful posture, a look of shock flashed in the eyes of Zhang Tianzhi and the others next to him.

I didn't expect

He Qiu to even take the pulse? Why did he mention it every day before? How many unknown skills does

this He Qiu have?

Although Zhang Tianzhi wanted to ask He Qiu in person at this moment, when he saw Luo Feng lying on the stretcher, he had no choice but to endure the curiosity in his heart, and stay quietly in place to watch He Qiu take Luo Feng's pulse.

But another Colonel Yan Guo, who came to check on the situation, couldn't help but take a step forward, his face anxious: "He Qiu, how is Luo Feng's situation?"

He Qiu frowned, waved his hand and said softly: "You be quiet first, wait for me to finish the pulse!"

Seeing He Qiu's serious expression, Colonel Yan Guo immediately closed his mouth and waited anxiously for the result on the side.

There is no doubt about He Qiu's ancient medical skills, and that is what even Dean Lu Hong of the Military Medical University wants to fight for!

Therefore, He Qiu quickly learned the details of Luo Feng's situation.

After a while, He Qiu felt the faint pulse beating in Luo Feng's wrist.

Combined with Luo Feng's current physical condition, He Qiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's okay, Luo Feng just held his breath."

As soon as the words fell, He Qiu took out the silver needle he carried with him, and used the alcohol lamp brought by the medical staff to start disinfecting the silver needle.

While disinfecting, He Qiu said to the medical staff: "You put down the stretcher and try to keep Luo Feng's body stable." "

Untie his upper body military uniform, pay attention, the movement should be light!" Zhang

Tianzhi immediately stepped forward and helped the medical staff to start unbuttoning Luo Feng's shirt.

When the silver needles were sterilized, He Qiu quickly pierced the silver needles that had been sterilized into Luo Feng's upper body acupoints.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tianzhi and the others next to him couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This technique is too skilled, isn't it? What is the origin of this

He Qiu?

When He Qiu pierced the last silver needle into the acupoint, Luo Feng, who was lying flat on the stretcher, finally let out a long gasp in his throat.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Luo Feng began to wake up leisurely and slowly opened his eyelids.

As soon as they saw Luo Feng wake up, the surrounding Yanguo soldiers all burst into cheers, and at the same time, they all cast admiring glances at He Qiu.

"He Qiu, your medical skills are simply amazing!"

"Luo Feng shouldn't have any big problems now

, right?" Luo Feng, who was lying on the stretcher, was confused for a while, then glanced left and right, and then said with difficulty: "I, did I win?"

Hearing this,

the cheers around him stopped abruptly.

The Yanguo soldiers present glanced at each other one after another, and their faces were a little ugly.

Originally, this competition should have been won by Luo Feng.

But under the decision of those blind referees, it was just a tie in the end.

For a while, no one dared to speak first, for fear of causing another psychological blow to Luo Feng.

In the end, Zhang Tianzhi stepped forward, and his face was a little embarrassed and wanted to tell Luo Feng the truth.

But in the next second, He Qiu grabbed Zhang Tianzhi's arm and looked at Luo Feng lying on the stretcher with a serious expression: "From the moment you broke your arm and still insisted on fighting." "

You've already won this competition!" Seeing

that Luo Feng had woken up, He Qiu stepped forward and pulled out those silver needles one by one.

When he put away the silver needle, He Qiu got up and raised his finger to the sky, and said to Luo Feng on the stretcher: "The spirits of our martyrs in the sky, they must be very relieved to see your performance. "

Luo Feng, it was you who let the ancestors see that we, the junior soldiers, did not lose their face!" Hearing

this, Luo Feng grinned, but his eyes became red, and clear tears slipped from the corners of Luo Feng's eyes.

Immediately, Luo Feng closed his eyes, lay on the stretcher with a calm face, and was carried away by the medical staff.

Watching Luo Feng go away, He Qiu stood in place, his body was tense and straight, he stopped in place, and solemnly saluted Luo Feng.

The other Yanguo soldiers also straightened up one after another and saluted solemnly in the direction where the stretcher was headed.

Luo Feng, that's good!

This is the bloody nature and demeanor of our Yanguo soldiers!

When the backs of the medical staff disappeared at the end of the exit of the venue, the Yanguo soldiers present put down their hands.

The colonel, who was in charge of the competition, glanced at He Qiu and Zhang Tianzhi, and said in a deep voice: "Next, who of you will go on!?"

Captain He, let me go next, you can just press the formation for us

at the end!" He Qiu shook his head with a cold expression: "This time, replace me

!" As he spoke, He Qiu glanced at the other Yanguo soldiers present and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't have any other advantages as a person, but I just love to hold grudges

!" "I like an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!"

He Qiu glanced at the direction where Luo Feng was carried away on a stretcher, and his voice was low: "Since they dare to make a trick against Luo Feng in front of me."

"Then then, don't blame me for being ruthless!" In

an instant, everyone immediately felt an indescribable strong murderous aura from He Qiu.

This cold and piercing invisible aura instantly made the other Yanguo soldiers feel that the hairs on their bodies were rising.

Even the colonel couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

But seeing He Qiu's sharp and cold eyes, the colonel had no choice but to remind in a low voice: "You pay attention to proportions later, don't make trouble..."

He Qiu nodded: "Don't worry, after all, we are in Goryeo, and I still know the importance of this in my heart."

But looking at He Qiu's unkind expression, the other Yanguo soldiers present were still muttering in their hearts.

Looking at this posture, how could He Qiu know the severity of his attack when he started?

He Qiu, who looked like he was about to go on stage and directly wring off his opponent's head!

However, after the first two competitions, He Qiu's brilliant performance had already been deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

Judging from the current situation, only He Qiu can completely suppress those Goryeo sticks.

Thinking of this, the senior colonel of Yanguo, who was in charge of contact, said: "He Qiu, it's up to you next

!" "You must fight for our Yanguo!"

As soon as the words fell, He Qiu directly stepped into the ring, and said with a cold face: "Next, which of you will go up!?"

A white-haired old man wearing a military uniform and carrying a long knife walked out of the crowd of the Goryeo military, slowly walking up the stairs along the edge of the ring step by step.

Seeing the white-haired old man with a knife on his back come to the stage, Jin Zhengmin immediately introduced to the commander of the Mi Army beside him with a proud face: "Your Excellency Wilson, that is our No. 1 master in Goryeo, Jin Daxun

!" "As long as he makes a move this time, that Yanguo soldier will definitely not be able to parry!"

Wilson nodded with satisfaction: "Your Excellency Jin Zhengmin, we have secretly helped you twice before."

"This time, your Goryeo military must not make any mistakes again!" Kim

Jung-min swore and promised: "Please rest assured General Wilson, Kim Dae-hoon will definitely win this competition!"

And the Yanguo soldiers who were also on the viewing stage saw that the Goryeo stick that appeared this time actually came to the stage with a long knife.

One by one, a look of anger suddenly appeared on their faces: "These Goryeo sticks can be so shameless

!" "How can a military competition still be staged with weapons?" It is simply unheard of!"

Gao

Shiwei stood behind the railing of the viewing platform, and then raised his hand to silence the Yanguo officers behind him.

Looking at He Qiu in the ring from afar, Gao Shiwei was full of confidence: "I believe in He Qiu, he will definitely win this competition this time!" On

the other side, the stick host who was in charge of commenting the competition immediately let out a surprised whisper after seeing the white-haired old man with a knife on the stage: "Who did I see!?"

"That's our number one master in Goryeo, the respected Your Excellency Kim Dae-hoon!"

The host of the stick introduced to the camera with a smile on his eyebrows: "Presumably, all the people of Goryeo know that His Excellency Kim Dae-hoon has always been good at double swords and has won many international championships.

"This time, the Yanguo soldier on the stage met His Excellency Kim Dae-hoon, and I don't know if it was his honor or misfortune.

"Now it seems that this Yanguo soldier should ask for more blessings!" For

a while, the entire online live broadcast platform exploded.

Netizens in other countries have already scolded: "The Koreans are so shameless! They still bring weapons to the stage when they can't beat

them!?"

and the netizens in Goryeo responded cheekily: "Since it is a military competition, it is normal to bring weapons!"

"Yes! His Excellency Kim Daxun was originally a swordsman, this is like the fists of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom, how can he not bring a knife on stage!".

But soon, the shameless remarks of these Korean netizens were sprayed into a sieve by netizens from other countries.

In the ring, Kim Dae-hoon untied the long knife on his back and held the handle in his hand.

"Over the years, I have participated in countless competitions", Jin Daxun's face was full of confidence: "Every time you shoot, you will definitely seriously injure the other party

!" "If you can't support it next, you can kneel down to me and beg for mercy, I can consider letting you go!"

After a pause, Jin Daxun smiled at the corner of his mouth: "After all, this is a military competition, and I will show mercy to your subordinates."

He Qiu stood in the center of the ring with a calm face, and said in a light tone: "This is also what I want to say to you."

"If you're willing to get down on your knees and beg for mercy now, I can consider breaking just two of your arms!"