"Sher—"

The seven-inch long golden needle was slapped into the eyebrows by Ye Qiu's rough palm.

Qian Bowen only felt that his heart tightened. Can his father bear it if Ye Qiu held this palm?

However, he didn't understand medicine, and the three masters of the national medical practitioners did not stop Ye Qiu, and he did not dare to speak out.

Little did they know that the three masters of the national medical practitioners were also in extreme shock at this moment.

This is the first time they have seen this method of applying needles.

"Lao Zhang, you are proficient in acupuncture. Have you ever recognized what acupuncture method Xiaoye uses?" Nie Xueliang asked in a low voice.

Zhang Jiuling shook his head: "I have never seen it before."

hiss!

Nie Xueliang took a breath and said, "This technique is too domineering, and you don't even know..."

"No need to worry, Xiaoye won't do anything wrong."

Zhang Jiuling has a blind trust in Ye Qiu.

Among the people present, only he had seen Ye Qiu treat illnesses and save lives several times, so he was very confident in Ye Qiu.

then.

Ye Qiu took out a second golden needle, which was also seven inches long and as thin as a hair. After disinfecting it with alcohol, he flicked his fingers.

"Buzz!"

The golden needle trembled rapidly and made a buzzing cry. Then, Ye Qiu slapped the golden needle into Mr. Qian's Baihui acupoint.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu pointed at Mr. Qian's temple and sent a wisp of innate true energy into it.

As soon as the innate true energy entered Mr. Qian's body, Mr. Qian's body suddenly trembled.

"There was a reaction!"

Qian Weidong's eyes lit up and he began to look at Ye Qiu with some admiration.

The three national medical masters treated their father for a long time and used many methods. Even if they swallowed the Dapu soup made from a century-old ginseng, their father showed no sign of awakening.

Qian Weidong did not expect that Ye Qiu only responded to his father in a very short period of time through two golden needles.

Moreover, Mr. Qian's body trembles faster and faster, and it seems that he will wake up at any time.

"Jinglan's son is not simple!"

Qian Weidong glanced at Ye Qiu and said in his heart.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Mr. Qian's body trembled for ten minutes, but he did not open his eyelids.

"What's going on? Why has Mr. Qian not woke up yet?" Li Chunfeng said in confusion.

Nie Xueliang followed and said, "According to common sense, Mr. Qian should have woken up long ago!"

Zhang Jiuling smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, look quietly, Xiaoye has his own sense of responsibility."

Another five minutes passed.

Ye Qiu took back his fingers, but did not take back the two golden needles left on Mr. Qian's eyebrows and Baihui acupoints.

"Ye Qiu, why haven't my father woke up yet?" Qian Bowen asked anxiously when he saw Ye Qiu stop.

"Uncle, grandpa won't wake up."

What's the meaning?

Qian Bowen's face turned pale. Doesn't this mean that his father is still going to die?

When Qian Jinglan heard this, tears appeared in the corner of her eyes and asked, "Qiu'er, is your grandfather really unsuccessful?"

"Mom, don't cry, I haven't finished speaking yet." Ye Qiu said: "Grandpa can't wake up for the time being, but it won't take long to wake up."

"Ye Qiu, what do you mean?" Qian Bowen said in confusion: "You said your father would not wake up, and then you said you would wake up. I was confused by you."

Ye Qiu explained: "I said before that my grandfather was cursed by someone using the art of dying victory. Therefore, there is only one way to wake up, that is, to find the dying victory."

"As long as you find something that you hate and burn it, your grandfather will wake up immediately."

Qian Bowen's face then calmed down a little, and he said, "So that's the case. Then you'll say it a long time ago, I'll scare me to death."

"Ye Qiu, let me ask you, can my father wake up only by finding something that is ill-fated?" Qian Weidong asked.

Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes."

"What if I can't find something that is irritating?"

"Then grandpa will never wake up."

"That's trouble." Qian Weidong said with a bitter face: "We don't know who the curse was given to our father, so how can we find something that is disgusting?"

Qian Bowen followed and said, "Although my father is a bit rigid, he has never made enemies with others. I can't imagine who is trying to kill his father's life?"

Ye Qiu said, "Uncle and second uncle, you don't need to worry. I have my own means to find the man who put the curse."

Upon hearing this, Qian Bowen and Qian Weidong had surprises on their faces and asked one after another:

"Ye Qiu, what you said is true?"

"Can you really find the man who puts the curse?"

Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I said, two uncles, can you trust me more? Apart from being a doctor and your nephew, do you not even have some basic trust in me?"

Qian Bowen coughed awkwardly: "Cough cough, we don't trust you, it's just..."

"Qiu'er, don't joke with your two uncles." Qian Jinglan glared at Ye Qiu and asked, "When will you go to find the man who has the curse?"

"No hurry, you have to prepare something first." Ye Qiu asked Qian Bowen: "Uncle, do you have a compass at home?"

"Compass?" Qian Bowen was stunned for a moment and reacted: "Are you talking about a compass for fortune telling?"

"Yes." Ye Qiu nodded and asked, "Do you have it at home? I need it."

"My father likes these things. If I remember correctly, there is one in the drawer of his desk. Wait for me for a while." After Qian Bowen said that, he went to find a compass.

As soon as he left, the three masters of national medical practitioners couldn't help asking Ye Qiu.

"Xiao Ye, what acupuncture method did you use just now?"

"Why leave the two golden needles in Mr. Qian's acupoints and don't take them out?"

"Since you know that you need to find something that is ill and burned before Mr. Qian can wake up, what is the meaning of your treatment just now?"

"Three seniors, I will answer your questions one by one."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "I just used the soul-suppressing needle, which is a relatively unpopular Taoist acupuncture technique, so Mr. Zhang probably hasn't heard of it."

"The soul-suppressing needle has the effect of eliminating evil spirits."

"The curse is an evil spirit, and it happened to be restrained by the Soul-Suppressing Needle."

"As long as I leave two golden needles in my grandfather's acupoints, my grandfather will not be cursed to further harm his body."

"I wonder if the seniors have discovered it. After I applied the Soul-Suppressing Needle, my grandfather's face recovered, which means that the Soul-Suppressing Needle has already taken effect."

The three Chinese medical masters looked at the bed. Indeed, Mr. Qian's face had regained its rosy face.

Ye Qiu continued: "As for what Mr. Li asked, I knew I needed to find something that was ill and burned before my grandfather could wake up. Why did I still use the soul-suppressing needle? What is the meaning of doing this?"

"Actually, there are two meanings for me to do this."

"First, I have said just now that the soul-squeezing needle can restrain the curse and prevent the curse from further harming my grandfather's body."

"As for the second... Mr. Li, please take your pulse for grandpa!"

Li Chunfeng was a little confused, but he still did what Ye Qiu said. When he held Mr. Qian's pulse, he was suddenly shocked.

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