Ten minutes later, Pengcheng Third People's Hospital, critical care area.

Everyone met Dean Li, a kind-hearted and elegant old man.

"Brother Meng, you are finally willing to come and see me."

President Li’s real name is Li Peiyuan. He is both a teacher and a friend of Meng Bailing. He once wanted to become a disciple of the Medicine King, but Meng Bailing rejected him because he was too old and later called him brothers.

"Brother Li, today's protagonist is not my old bone, but the new leader of our Yaowang Sect in the future." Meng Bailing looked at Li Peiyuan with deep meaning.

Li Peiyuan's eyes instantly passed over Meng Bailing, and he stayed on Meng Xiaoshi and the others for a while, and finally saw Cheng Chuan hanging behind him.

"The Medicine King Sect is going to select a new sect leader today? Is it too urgent? Didn't Xiaoshi and the others still have the last injection that has not been trained?"

Li Peiyuan is very familiar with the situation of the Yaowang Sect.

Meng Xiaoshi is young and is already the director of the traditional Chinese medicine group and professorship of Pengcheng Second People's Hospital.

Chen Shengnan is the head of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Pengcheng Medical University and the title of associate professor.

He Changqing is even stronger and is the deputy leader of the Pengcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Expert Group and the title of associate professor.

However, as far as he knows, none of these three people have mastered the last injection, and as for Meng Xiaoli, he has directly ignored it.

"Hahaha, Brother Li is not in a hurry. Let's go directly to the intensive care unit and the answer will be announced soon."

Meng Bailing kept it a secret and blinked at Li Peiyuan.

Li Peiyuan didn't know what Meng Boling sold in the gourd, so he could only do it.

Everyone soon arrived at the ward of the first severe patient, with patients with ALS patients with advanced muscles. According to Dean Li and others' diagnosis, there is only three months at most.

Liu Qing, a young girl in her prime, is 20 years old, the best age in life.

Dean Li had confirmed with the patient's family before, and explained Meng Boling's status in the traditional Chinese medicine industry to them clearly, and they agreed to take the initiative.

After taking the patient's family out of the ward, Li Peiyuan looked at Meng Bailing, and Meng Bailing nodded.

"Who are you here?" Meng Boling looked at everyone.

"Master, I'll come first." Chen Shengnan immediately stepped out of the crowd, and Meng Boling nodded with satisfaction.

Chen Shengnan took out the needle bag he carried with him and spread it next to the hospital bed.

Standing next to Liu Qing, unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a snow-white patch.

"Little girl, I'm going to start."

Looking at Liu Qing's wide eyes, Chen Shengnan greeted him, although he knew that Liu Qing could no longer speak.

Chen Shengnan picked up a cold silver needle in his right hand and stabbed it at the Zhangmen acupoint on Liu Qing's waist like lightning.

The Nine-Dead Soul-Returning Needle is divided into the starting needle, the bearing needle and the final needle.

The acupuncture is a correct disease. The more accurate the acupuncture is, the faster the effect is.

The needles are power-retaining. The more needles that accumulate power, the greater the effect.

The maximum number of needles is seven, symbolizing the Big Dipper and has the power to turn the world.

The final acupuncture will eliminate life and death, the final acupuncture will accumulate energy and the patient will be healthy; the final acupuncture will be exhausted, and the patient will die.

Chen Shengnan started to acupuncture the Zhangmen point, carried six acupuncture points, and finally acupuncture the Jueyin Shu point.

Liu Qing's face instantly turned from pale to red, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out and she fell into a coma.

"Oh, it's almost a little better than the man, it's not bad. If you hit all nine shots, it's probably going to be fine."

Meng Boling walked over, investigated Liu Qing's situation, and sighed.

Meng Xiaoshi and He Changqing on the side were both in deep thought. They asked themselves that they could not be better than Chen Shengnan.

"Do you two still want to try it?" Meng Bailing turned around and looked at Meng Xiaoshi and He Changqing, but both of them shook their heads.

Meng Bailing could only sigh inwardly, then looked at Cheng Chuan, but found that Cheng Chuan's face was pale and his body was shaking.

"Brother Ogawa, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Xiaoli, who was beside Cheng Chuan, hurriedly supported him and asked with concern.

"I think I'm a little dizzy..."

Cheng Chuan was angry but not strong, Meng Bailing and the disciples of the Medicine King were suddenly full of black lines, and Li Peiyuan almost laughed.

This is no wonder Cheng Chuan. It was the first time he knew that he had fainted from blood.

"Do you want to take a break before coming?"

Meng Bailing looked at Cheng Chuan, and Cheng Chuan nodded.

"Okay, Xiaoli, pour Cheng Chuan a cup of hot water and drink it."

Meng Bailing said angrily, thinking that he would take the guys from Cheng Chuan to the pharmacy king's gang to perform a crushing performance.

Who would have thought that Cheng Chuan would faint from blood? It’s really better than God’s.

"Master, I have refined the Lingyuan Pill in advance. You can swallow it now and you can immediately control the Qilu needle, and you don't need to touch those black blood."

At this moment, Cang Yun's gentle voice suddenly came into Cheng Chuan's mind. Cheng Chuan was overjoyed and hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash his face and penetrated into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the cute baby space, Cang Yun walked towards Cheng Chuan with a smile, holding a blue pill in his hand.

"Master, open your mouth and activate your Nine-Dead Soul Recovery Needle to Control Qi Hui Needle."

Cang Yun threw the pill into Cheng Chuan's mouth, and Cheng Chuan suddenly felt a cool breath spread out from his throat.

Then it penetrated into every cell in his body, and then slowly gathered in his tendons and veins, gathering into a trace of cool true energy.

As he used the mental method of using the Qi-Restraint needle, the true qi flowed in his body according to a certain rule, and the qi moved at will.

"It's done, I've really practiced the Qi-Restraint."

Cheng Chuan was overjoyed, hurriedly hugged Cangyun, and then escaped from the cute baby space.

After drying the moisture on his face, Cheng Chuan opened the bathroom door and walked out.

"Master, I'm ready."
Chapter completed!