Chapter 829: Give up?

Chapter 829
Luo Meixia was very angry at the moment, but she had no choice but to swallow her anger and stop making that unpleasant sound.
Lin Guozhong sneered, followed Fang Chuan and walked over.
After a while, they came to the room where Emperor Fan was lying.
This room, about fifty square meters, has a brown high-end bed in the center of the room.
Fan Huang was lying on the bed with life-saving tubes and various medical equipment placed in it.
"It's up to you now, Doctor Lin." Fang Chuan's mouth twitched and waved to Lin Guozhong.
When his spiritual consciousness swept over, he had already discovered that the true energy that had been infiltrated by him in Fan Huang's brain was constantly circling in his mind.
It was precisely because of the true qi that Fan Huang couldn't wake up.
Over time, Emperor Fan may develop brain tumors or even other diseases.
However, all of this is within Fang Chuan's controllable range.
As for the others, I am afraid they are really powerless.
Because his true qi is not the qi in an ordinary person's body, it can be induced through acupuncture by ordinary doctors.
Lin Guozhong had known about Fan Huang's condition before, and knew that the problem was with that qi.
He used needles for Fan Huang before, but it was of no use. Later, after he consulted the mysterious Mr. Hu, he gained confidence.
"You see, your sorcery is useless to our real doctor."
Lin Guozhong gave a cold snort, then strode up, put the medicine box on the bedside table, then took out a row of silver needles and disinfected them with disinfectant.
Later, he took out a piece of yellow talisman paper.
This talisman was handed to him by the mysterious Mr. Hu, and said that it cooperated with his medical skills to guide the evil spirits in Fan Huang's body.
Since ancient times, there has been no distinction between medical disciplines.
However, when Lin Guozhong took out the talisman paper, everyone was a little surprised.
However, due to Lin Guozhong's identity, everyone did not say anything.
Fang Chuan couldn't help but smile when he saw the talisman.
It turned out that the talisman paper is the most common type of air-conducting talisman in Taoism. It was originally used to guide air from the outside to the inside.
However, the reverse is not a problem.
However, Fang Chuan didn't care at all, because this Qi Talisman had too low a level to guide his true Qi.
However, Lin Guozhong was obviously very confident. He lit the talisman paper with a lighter, and then blew at the silver needle.
The breath of the air guiding charm was attached to the silver needle.
At this moment, the silver needle is equivalent to enchanting, possessing a kind of ability to conduct air.
"Look up!"
Lin Guozhong snorted coldly, then grabbed the silver needles, and inserted them into Fan Huang's head with great speed and precision.
His technique is indeed fluent and has a very deep foundation.
Moreover, his method of inserting needles is also well-known. It is an advanced acupuncture technique called'Nine Back Needles'.
Such acupuncture method consumes much energy and also consumes the Qi in his body.
This kind of qi, in terms of medical practitioners, is a kind of internal qi and yang qi, passed down through medical practitioners, and is a kind of qigong based on Wu Qin Xi.
This is a kind of qigong, which prolongs one's life and keeps people away from diseases.
In ancient times, traditional Chinese medicine with a little inheritance would start from the time of apprenticeship, and often later, through acupuncture and qigong.
"it is good!"
"It's worthy of being a teacher. This nine-back stitch is really amazing."
The two students of Lin Guozhong did not praise them indiscriminately this time, but praised them from the bottom of their hearts and praised his teacher's profound knowledge.
At this time, when Lin Guozhong plunged all the nine silver needles into Fan Huang's head, Fan Huang's body continued to shake.
Streaks of white air floated along the silver needle.
This is the effect produced under the action of the Qi Talisman and Lin Guozhong's internal qi. The average person will wake up very quickly even if he suffers from a poisonous miasma.
Ordinary wind-cold and evil, even more so.
"Okay!" Lin Guozhong was overjoyed, looked at Fan Huang, smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at Fang Chuan, "Young man, you still need more hardships. Today I will teach you a lesson to let you know what is meant by heaven outside. There are people outside."
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "Let's wait for Emperor Fan to wake up before talking big."
"You wait, he will wake up in ten minutes!" Lin Guozhong looked confident.
"The teacher said that if you can wake up, you will definitely wake up."
"You wait to kneel down and admit your mistakes, boy, you will thank the teacher in the future."
Lin Guozhong's two apprentices were also extremely happy, and they believed in their teachers very much.
Luo Meixia was also very happy when she heard it.
Had it not been for her inability to speak, she would have started cheering.
Firstly, her son was about to wake up, and secondly, when Fang Chuan knelt down and confessed his mistakes, confessed and languished, she couldn't be more happy.
At this time, even Fan Youmei was a little worried about Fang Chuan.
Fan Dongsheng was expressionless, but he still hated Fang Chuan in his heart, and he also hoped to see Fang Chuan languish.
However, time passed little by little, and soon fifteen minutes passed.
Huang Fan no longer trembles, and the aura on his head no longer gushes out. Instead, invisible, wisps of aura are sent to his head again.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, all this was in his expectation, because his innocence quality was too high, how could it be guided by ordinary means.
The corner of his mouth clicked: "Mr. Lin, it has been fifteen minutes now and there is no movement at all, do you give up?"
"you--"
Lin Guozhong was already in a cold sweat. He looked at Fang Chuan, a little annoyed, but also a little surprised, "Impossible, Mr. Hu must be able to do it!"
"I said no, it won't work even if the king of heaven comes here." Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "I hope you lose the bet, let your two students kneel down!"
"No." Lin Guozhong shook his head, "In this case, Fan Huang must be hopeless, let alone me, even the ancestor Hua Tuo won't be able to live again!"
"In this way, the genius doctor Lin is going to regret it?" Fan Youmei also helped Fang Chuan say.
"Xiaomei!" Fan Dongsheng quickly scolded.
Fan Youmei smiled: "Mr. Fan, I'm afraid you can't control me."
"You--" Fan Dongsheng was trembling with anger, but he was not easy to have attacks with outsiders.
Moreover, he reacted again, now that the genius doctor Lin is not good enough, he can only rely on Fang Chuan.
He hurriedly said: "People have their strengths, they must have their shortcomings. The great doctor Lin may not be ready in this regard. Mr. Fang, why don't you try?"
The corner of Fang Chuan's mouth ticked: "Does our gambling agreement just now count?"
He looked at Lin Guozhong: "Mr. Lin, you are so old, do you want to speak in a contradictory way?"