Otherworldly Merchant

Sun Yuliang was provoked by this sentence. When he rose red, he turned his face and looked at Vice President Zhao as if asking.

Vice Dean Zhao paused a little: “If you're really sure, do it! ”

Sun got better, pulled the gold needle out of his arms and turned to me: “Master Zhang, the master's mind is not very clear, you have to help me hold it, I fear he will suddenly move. ”

I hurried over, and Professor Fang was extremely enthusiastic to lean forward, and we held the old man tight from left to right.

He was so skinny and skinny, he didn't have a few or two meats all over him, and he grabbed it in his hand like a dead piece of wood.

We grabbed him tightly, but he still didn't realize it, or he was staring at the broken handkerchief in his hand.

Sun Yuliang pinched a gold needle and said to me and Professor Fang with great solemnity: "I'm going to do it, please both of you must obey my command! ”

“Yes!” replied Professor Fang very seriously.

Fatty Tan sat on the bed with her eyes wide open and Vice Dean Zhao and other doctors tightly beside her.

Sun Yuliang turned around and looked at them and said: "It may be dangerous later, you better back out the door! ”

“Damn, there's no such exaggeration.” Fatty Tan was reluctant.

But those doctors had seen Sun Yuliang perform dragon irrigation at the dermatologist with his own eyes —— that technique was amazing enough, and I had never seen him so solemnly, and at this time his God was so solemn, as if he were not really bluffing.

After looking at each other for a few moments, they all retreated.

Suddenly, there was only Fatty Tan left in the room. He looked at Sun Yuliang and said, "Okay, let me see what kind of dangerous law it is.” He went out, too.

The ward door was half-covered, revealed a small seam, and the gap was tightly squeezed in a row of eyes, staring at the house.

Sun Yuliang saw everyone back out. This is why he raised the first gold needle and put it straight in his eyebrows!

It's not twisted, it's not twisted, it goes straight in like an arrow! Look at Tan Fatty's fat flesh shaking.

The rest of us couldn't help but be surprised.

Subsequently, Sun Yuliang pinched two gold needles at the same time, stabbing each other left and right, running to the temple. Silent, straight in again!

Fourth needle throat!

Fifth needle back neck!

Sixth needle belly button!

Seventh hand Dantian!

Eighth needle top!

Eight needles in a row, extremely fast, the needles are straight in, no hesitation!

A golden dance, gorgeous!

Immediately afterwards, he pinched up the longest ninth needle and stabbed it hard, shouting, “Gotcha! ”

Professor Fang and I hurried to push our hands hard and hold on to each other dead.

In the meantime, the long needle goes straight into the heart!

I don't know if the old man's pain nerve is numb already, or if Sun Yuliang's golden needle sticks too fast. Eight needles go down in a row. The old man just swayed gently and didn't react violently.

But the ninth needle to the heart, just stuck, the old man shook, wanted to turn over to stand up, the strength was really surprising, even I was almost overturned, hurried up the spiritual power to hold it down.

Professor Fang was prepared, but after all, he was only a doctor. He was not too young. He was taken by the old man so hard that he almost fell.

Sun Yuliang not only didn't help him, but instead pressed him to the ground and shouted at me: “Get out of the way!” Meanwhile, punch the old man in the heart!

As soon as I heard him scream, I hurried to let go and quickly retreated back.

Whoa, whoa!

Almost at the same moment, several golden needles, like arrows, all shot out of the old man's body, rubbing my shoulder and flying past, pounding deep into the door!

“Oh, my God!” I don't know who shouted.

Then the door slammed shut.

The old man leaned forward, pounding blood.

The blood seemed to block the cork in the mouth of the kettle and erupted as soon as it was pulled out.

“Xiu Lian!” The old man made a mournful cry and his voice was so bright!

Then there was the whining and crying.

“Okay!” Sun Yuliang climbed out of bed and wiped a sweat bead on his forehead.

After listening to him, the people hiding outside the house slowly pushed the door open, but dared not enter, still staring at a pair of small eyes, sweeping everything in the house.

The sun penetrated through the glass windows and spilled all over the house, reflecting a ray of gold from the gold needles that were inserted everywhere.

The apple on the table was pierced; the gold needle on the back of the chair went straight into a few centimeters and still trembled slightly; the furthest one flew to the bed of Fatty Tan, deeply stuck into the cowhide wallet, revealing only tiny holes with glitter of gold!

Professor Fang climbed up from the ground, couldn't help his glasses, couldn't get rid of the dust all over him, and looked at the old man at first sight.

The old man was still alone, but no longer silent, but cried loudly, tearing his heart open, and his body leaned forward, beating the bed constantly, smashing the bed slab directly!

“Xiu Lian! Why don't you take me away?” He cried loudly, two cloudy tears rolling down, melting with the black blood in his jaw at the corner of his mouth, dripping all over the bed.

His crying was loud and bright, he could reach the hospital corridor far away, and the bottom gas was extremely abundant, which is like a patient with heart failure?!

“This… what is this needle method!” Professor Fang looked a little silly, stunned and half-witted, which is why he turned around and asked.

“This is nine needles from the soul, using the method of forcible punching, penetrating two pulses, untying the blockage, expelling the bleeding gas, and the heart naturally recovers.” Sun Yuliang picked up gold needles that had fallen all over the place and heard Professor Fang ask questions. It was very polite to reply.

“Goddamn it... this is a magician!” Tan Fatty first walked in and looked at Sun Yuliang with great amazement: “Great Shen Doctor! I don't know Tarzan. Don't worry about what you did wrong. This... please fix it again. ”

“I'm sorry, I'm here...” Sun Hao had a good face and was just about to refuse. I hurried to answer the question: “Can I fix it for you? He doesn't count. It's up to Vice President Zhao. ”

I already know Sun has a good temper, with teeth for teeth, eyes for eyes. You look down on me, and I don't care about you. If you treat me nicely, I will be polite to you. If you treat him according to his personality, you will definitely not treat Fatty Tan.

If I had come before, I would have come by his personality.

But at this time, Fatty Tan is of great use!