C4 Nine Revolutions Divine Needle

The girl beside the old man did not know who Jiang Li was, but seeing his serious expression and his professional look, she quickly said, "Doctor, please save my father-in-law."

"Alright." Jiang Li nodded and pressed his hand against the old man's forehead. He took out a small box containing many thin silver needles.

Pah pah pah!

More than ten silver needles pierced the old man's head.

After about two minutes, the old man's eyelids twitched.

The surrounding doctors and nurses were all shocked.

Heavens, what kind of medical skill is this?

He had never seen or heard of anything like this before. This was a severe cerebral hemorrhage. It seemed like he was going to die soon, so why did he start recovering after a few needles?

Jiang Li's forehead was covered in sweat, and his shirt was soaked through with it.

For the Jiang Clan's ancestors, although he had the miraculous effect of raising the bones of the dead, he had still caused great harm to the person who cast the skill. In other words, if it were someone else, even if he mastered this technique, he would not dare to recklessly use it, and would easily have Qigong deviation.

"Ah …" The old man opened his mouth and emitted a voice.

The woman cried with joy, "Dad, can you hear me?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "Ten … "What about Thirteen? I'm Thirteen just because I'm a Hu."

"Hurry up, hurry up, my dad is inside, you guys..." "Huh?"

At this moment, the old man's son and a few doctors rushed in. They were stunned when they saw that the old man had already woken up.

The man was wild with joy. "Dad, you're awake!"

The old man sat up shakily. "Thirteen, ah, I've played cards for so many years, but this is the first time …"

"Juan, what's going on?" When the man asked his wife about it, she told him everything. The man cried tears of joy as he held onto Jiang Li's hand, unwilling to let go no matter what, "Benefactor! Thank you for saving my father's life. How can I repay you? "

Jiang Li scratched his head and said, "The purpose of studying medicine is to save people. I don't want any repayment …" However, if you guys strongly request for payment, can you give me seventy yuan? "

"What?" The man was stunned and did not understand.

Jiang Li pointed at the small hotel opposite them and said, "I want seventy yuan to stay here."

"Hey!" The man took out his wallet and stuffed all the hundred dollar bills into Jiang Li's hands. "Benefactor, I was in a hurry to leave. I didn't bring that much money. Is it convenient to leave a phone number?" This is just a small matter, you definitely can't reject it. "

"I can keep the phone number, but there's too much money. I can't take it." Jiang Li only took out a one hundred yuan piece, "As long as you have enough money, it will only add to your worries. By the way, old man, you must control your emotions in the coming period of time and not be too sad or overjoyed."

The old man smiled benevolently and nodded. "Understood, understood. I will listen to you, young Divine Doctor."

Jiang Li retrieved the silver needles and bid farewell to the family of three. He then happily entered the small hotel across the street.

"What a good guy." The old man sighed.

"No, what should we say now? Should we still be hospitalized?" Even if you don't want to, you still have to pay two hundred yuan to get out of the car. " the doctor said.

"I'm already done, why are you still living in the courtyard?" As the old man spoke, he sniffed the air. Strange, where did the fragrance come from? It was so unique.

Only now did the doctors and nurses of the clinic recover from their shock. At the same time, a question appeared in their minds — who was that fellow?