Chapter 34 Two Hours of Horror

Almost all doctors despised Qin Zhong, thinking that Qin Zhong was close to madness because of Guo Dafu's situation, so many rich brothers came forward to stop Qin Zhong and prevent Qin Zhong from approaching Guo Dafu's body.

Lao Guo stared carefully into Qin Zhong's eyes: "What are you going to do?"

"He is a villain who only recruited him to become like this. I have a way to treat him. Please believe me, at least let me try. Wouldn't it be better if I could really save him? If we can't cure him, we have worked hard. I, Qin Zhong, have no regrets." Qin Zhongyi's words were very serious.

Lao stared at Qin Zhong for two minutes, knowing that in the end, he sighed and two lines of tears rolled down: "Oh, I was excited just now. We should believe in medicine. I'm afraid it's impossible to save him. Forget it. Anyway, he is a dying person. If you want to treat him, you can treat him. Anyway, those doctors didn't do it. It's legal."

"That's good. As long as you talk, I'll see who else can stop me?" Qin Zhong was really a little excited. He came to Guo Dafu and saw Guo Dafu trembling all over, and thick body fluids kept flowing out of his mouth. The sour corpse was really unacceptable to everyone present.

Qin Zhong then pulled out a silver needle from his back and wanted to prick Guo Dafu's body, but his needle was pinched in his hand, trembling and his trembling appearance made him unable to continue.

"Fare, what's wrong with you? Don't be nervous. Have you forgotten how we studied at home just now?

"I haven't forgotten. I'm afraid that I will never see my brother after this injection. Maybe if I don't treat him, I can still see him for two hours." Qin Zhong said, with bursts of cold sweat flowing from his forehead. He didn't know whether he should get a needle immediately.

"I need a needle, my father-in-law, I believe you, you can do it." Yingzi repeatedly cheered for Qin Zhong and encouraged Qin Zhong again and again.

Lao Guo immediately got up and patted Qin Zhong with his hand and said, "He is my son. Now I ask you to give him a needle immediately. Don't be indecisive. I believe you. I order you."

"Good!" Qin Zhong answered fiercely, turned around and grasped the needle in his hand tightly, took a breath, stared at Guo Dafu lying in **, and squeezed out a few words in his mouth: "Brother, it's up to you. I'm going to get a needle."

Qin Zhong said, and the silver needles in his hand were inserted into several key acupuncture points on Guo Dafu's body. After these needles went down, Guo Dafu spit out black blood like a fountain, and his breathing became more rapid. When he turned around, he applied another round of needles, which actually made Guo Dafu's whole body gradually stop. When he turned around, that Guo Dafu's body seemed to stiffen and gradually turned into a zombie. In the smelly skin, there were bursts of stench, which was simply a deadly smell, which made everyone present feel that they could not live.

Qin Zhong's forehead was sweating coldly. He felt that Guo Dafu had embarked on the road of death and becoming a zombie: "Brother, you are a human being. You have to live. Don't compromise with the acid in your body, never."

He said that another wave of needles in his hand, dozens of acupuncture points in Guo Dafu's body rotated into the body. This time Guo Dafu's changes were incomprehensible. His body gradually became peaceful, as if all parts had become stiff and hard.

"Son, are you going to change?" After all, Lao Guo is the most to endure. That's his flesh and blood. He must not become a human, ghost or ghost like this, because there is also a feng shui master around him, and he also knows some shaman techniques. That's why Lao Guo explained that the formation used by Qin Zhong is the ghost doctor's needle in the lost ghost medical manual. Of course, Of course, he has to talk clearly about the advantages and disadvantages of this method with Lao Guo.

Qin Zhong's face darkened, and two-thirds of the silver needle in his hand had been used, and almost every needle was pierced in the position that should be pricked.

"Fare, you will succeed. Come on, we are all looking forward to you." Yingzi said.

Qin Zhong's expression became more and more calm, and his face became ruddy, as if the great righteousness in his body was about to burn again, and the method of needle in his hand became more and more calm.

"It's an hour and a half. I'm afraid it's a little difficult for my remaining needles to be used in half an hour." Qin Zhong said.

Yingzi hugged his hands tightly: "Big brother, come on, you can do it, you can definitely do it, just a little bit, we can save his life."

"Hey!" A doctor said dejectedly, "The electrocardiogram has been pulled into a straight line, and the blood pressure has become zero. Is it still saved?"

"It's impossible. There's something wrong with your instrument. I will never let my brother die so soon." Qin Zhong had finally calmed down, but this time he became nervous again.

Lao Guo turned his head and looked at the ECG screen. The old man suddenly fainted and was given emergency treatment by several doctors.

He cried and gasped, "My son, why did you die like this? Do you know how much assets your father left for you? Your mother died early. Do you really want me to die alone?"

"Don't talk. Don't you have 20 minutes left? Isn't there no heartbeat? Isn't there no breathing? Whatever, I'm sure I can save him." Qin Zhong shouted.

At this time, bursts of camera flashes flashed in the crowd, and even some reporters have asserted: "We are fine this time. Whether he is dead or alive, it will definitely become explosive news. We are no longer afraid of no headlines. Our news can be sent to the higher level of news. Society, let me see who can deduct our salary.

"That's right. I think he is dead. Then Qin Zhong should be crazy. This is also a new thing. That boy seems to have a great influence in the feng shui world. His unique method and fresh and rich experience are at least a little famous person. It's definitely news."

No wonder many times, journalists are very disgusting, because many of the things they want to interview and see to everyone will violate the so-called human rights.

Qin Zhong did not stuff any word into his ears. On the contrary, he rubbed the silver needle in his hand with his hands and rubbed the alcohol. He concentrated and began to apply the needle again. Ten minutes later, Qin Zhong put the last few needles into Dafu's body. Finally, he pulled out the longest needle, which was three. Ten centimeters, if this needle is really inserted, the whole Guo Dafu will be penetrated by this needle.

The long needle was put on top of Guo Dafu's head by Qin Zhong. He slowly penetrated the needle into his brain. What he had to do was to slowly penetrate the needle from the patient's Baihui acupuncture point through the meat tendon in his brain. And you can't touch or hurt any other parts of the brain until the needle touches the tip of the patient's large vertebrae.

The whole audience was shocked by Qin Zhong's needle. Many people can't look directly at Qin Zhong's technique. You know that Qin Zhong's hand is simply experimenting in that life. If the needle is inserted into the position accurately, it is a real miracle, and the caster is definitely a righteous god.

"Is this person stupid? People are dead, and they still have to torture the corpse like this. Only when so many thin needles are pierced into several big holes of the human body can this be regarded as success. Until the last needle, there is not much time left for Qin Zhong, and the long injection has also entered half of Guo Dafu's head, but the remaining half is whether this treatment can be completed. The key to success, that is, at this time, Qin Zhong's forehead was sweating again and covered his cheeks.

"Go in, go in!" Qin Zhong meditated and knew that his method could successfully insert the needle into the tip of Guo Dafu's spine. His two fingers kept spinning until the end, he suddenly felt that the hair needle in his hand seemed to be stopped by some hard object, and there were bursts of joy on his face. He knew that he had It was successful.

But he didn't know that no value on the modern instrument had changed, only Qin Zhong's body had changed.