Chapter 294: Take off (second shift)

The cry stopped abruptly!
Mu Xueqing, Mu Zhenghong and his wife, including the doctors and nurses, were all stunned on the spot.
"These silver needles can only hold the father's life temporarily, for two hours at most. I will pick up Mr. Li Mengdong and Mrs. Li, you must not touch the silver needles on the old man." Liu Lang calmly said to Mu Xueqing. Mu Zhenghong and his wife said.
"Lao Li is in Nanshan?" Mu Xueqing said in surprise, who was relieved.
"Yes, it's in Nanshan. Time is running out. I will pick him up personally! Don't touch the silver needle on the old man's body." Liu Lang reminded again, and then rushed out.
In fact, there are drivers and some cars in the manor, but the time is limited. It is the peak time for off-work. It is difficult for ordinary people to drive from here to the place where Li Mengdong lives in Nanshan City. It is difficult to make a round trip in two hours. Liu Lang went on his own.
The Extended Land Rover rushed directly out of the Mujia Manor like an arrow from the string. Liu Lang held the steering wheel in one hand and dialed Li Mengdong's mobile phone in the other.
"Lao Li, where are you?" Liu Lang asked directly after the call was connected.
"I'm still in Nanda General Hospital, something?" Li Mengdong replied.
"You are waiting for me at the entrance of the hospital. Father Mu is no longer able to do so. I temporarily hanged him with acupuncture for two hours at most." Liu Lang said quickly.
"Do you still use needles for hanging?" Li Mengdong asked in surprise.
"Lao Li, it's help now!" Liu Lang was speechless for a while, "Let's talk about the acupuncture method later. You can go downstairs quickly. I can be at the entrance of the Medical University General Hospital in 20 minutes at most."
"Okay, I understand." Li Mengdong also knew that life matters, and immediately agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Lang directly used the speed of the car to the limit. Fortunately, Liu Lang's control is super strong. Even in crowded urban areas, he can see the stitches. It took only 18 minutes to reach the extended road rover. The entrance of the General Hospital of Medical University.
Li Mengdong was already waiting here, the old man opened the door neatly and jumped into the car.
"Lao Li, fasten your seat belts, we are about to take off." Liu Lang solemnly said to Li Mengdong.
"Take off? Isn't this a car?" Although he didn't understand what Liu Lang meant, Li Mengdong put on his seat belt for the first time.
A second later, Li Mengdong fully understood the meaning of takeoff.
The Land Rover was like a rocket, and it was shot out with a bang. Li Mengdong's small heart was almost scared out. Fortunately, he was well maintained. If someone else was at this age, he might have had a heart attack.
On the way, Liu Lang told Li Mengdong about Father Mu's situation.
Although he memorized "The Book of Qing Sang" upside down, his experience of seeing a doctor was almost zero. Moreover, although "The Book of Qing Sang" was written by the genius doctor Hua Tuo, it was only a mortal medical book after all and it was impossible to record. So comprehensive, at least the strange disease that Mr. Mu had suffered was not recorded in "The Book of Qingsang", so Liu Lang could only temporarily save the life of Mr. Mu with the needle technique among the thirty-six stitches in Tiangang, and then ask Li Mengdong for help.
"Maybe Mu Lao's physique is too weak. I can't bear the power of the medicines I prescribed before. Therefore, his condition suddenly deteriorated." Li Mengdong thought about it and said: "If this is the case, it can only be from the source. I started, using the treatment method I mentioned before, sealing the meridians of Mu Lao with 13 Tiangang needles, and then applying the prescriptions recorded in ancient books, it will definitely cure the disease."
"But, didn't you mean that your success rate in using the 13th needle of Tiangang is extremely low?" Liu Lang doubted.
"Damn, isn't there you?" Li Mengdong couldn't help but explode.
"But on that day, I don’t know which 13 needles were specific!" Although Liu Lang suspected that the 13 needles of Tian Gang mentioned by Li Mengdong were probably the incomplete version of the 36 needles of Tian Gang that he had learned, He didn't know exactly which part was missing, and even if it was the incomplete version of thirty-six stitches, these thirteen stitches must have evolved, because there is no acupuncture method specifically designed to block meridians in the thirty-six stitches of Tiangang.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you the main points when the needle is applied later. You have played with all 36 needles, and 13 needles are definitely no problem." Li Mengdong seemed to be more confident than Liu Lang.
"That's Mu Xueqing's grandfather, once something goes wrong..." Although Liu Lang felt that it was not too difficult, he still had no idea.
After all, he had experienced three times of not hitting the Zhongji acupoint, although, to a large extent, it was because of Hua Bailing itself.
Because Li Mengdong was in the car, Liu Lang controlled the speed a little bit. After twenty-five minutes, the car drove into Mu's Manor.
However, it didn't take an hour to go back and forth, and it was already fast.
"Lao Li, please save my grandpa!" Seeing that Liu Lang really picked up Li Mengdong, Mu Xueqing endured the pain in his ankle and walked to Li Mengdong.
Mu Zhenghong and his wife also seemed to see hope and greeted Li Mengdong expectantly.
Li Mengdong just nodded slightly, and then hurried to the bed, putting his fingers on Mr. Mu's wrist. Three seconds later, he nodded to Liu Lang, "It is true that the strange disease has occurred."
"After you take this life-saving acupuncture method, will there be a problem?"
After all, the 13 needles of Tiangang had to be used to seal the meridians of Mr. Mu. Li Mengdong worried that there would be conflicts between the two sets of needles. If you can, you must first remove this life-saving silver needle.
"After taking it down, it should last for half an hour." Liu Lang recalled the contents of the Thirty-six Needles in Tiangang, and said very confidently.
"Half an hour? That's enough! I'll go to dispense the medicine first, and you will prepare it. When I come back, I will teach you 13 injections of Tiangang!"
Listening to what Li Mengdong said, Mu Xueqing couldn't help but wonder, "Lao Li, didn't you give the injection yourself?"
Regarding the 13 needles of Tiangang, Li Mengdong made it clear when he came last time.
"If I give the injection, the chance of Lao Mu's survival is no more than 30%, but if you change Liu Lang, you can be at least 90% sure." After Li Mengdong finished speaking, he came under the leadership of Mu's domestic servant. At the back pharmacy, the so-called long-term illness became a doctor. After Mr. Mu became ill, a pharmacy was rebuilt later, with ordinary medicinal materials, just in case, of course, the poor must not be able to do this.
The ancient medicinal materials are not complicated and not difficult to find. They are available in the pharmacy. Li Mengdong quickly prepared the medicine, took a little decoction with water, and took the clear liquid, and then returned to Mr. Mu's house.
"Let's start!" Li Mengdong nodded towards Liu Lang and said.
Feeling the look in Mu Xueqing’s family’s expectations, Liu Lang took a deep breath, took a palm, and swept it in the air in front of Mr. Mu, and the thirty-six silver needles bounced out and flew directly into Liu Lang’s hands. .