North of Zhonghai City, Villa No. 8, Baojia Garden Villa Area.

In the bedroom on the far left side of the second floor, an old man in a white robe was checking the pulse of the young man on the bed.

"Mr. Guan, how is he?" Song Yuan stood respectfully next to him.

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and he struggled for a long time before bringing Ye Chen here.

Guan Lao's full name is Guan Shengmin, and he is one of the famous old Chinese doctors in China. Song Yuan had no choice but to bother Guan Shengmin so late.

"This young man's pulse is very strange. It is rapid and slow..." Guan Shengmin retracted his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and said in a deep voice, "This kind of pulse is not good. If you don't control it well, once it breaks

If you reach the highest point, you may explode and die."

"Death by explosion?" Song Yuan's head buzzed, and he asked anxiously, "Was he poisoned? Is there any other way? Should he be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment now?"

"Whether he is poisoned or not, I don't know. It seems to be the effect of a neurotoxin, but it is not fatal. Since you took him to the hospital for examination before, it should not be poisoned. There is no use in sending him to the hospital now.

It depends on his personal destiny and his strong willpower to survive..." Guan Shengmin shook his head. As a master of traditional Chinese medicine, he was not sure about Ye Chen's condition.

"so serious……"

Song Yuan looked ugly. Before coming to Guan Shengmin, they took Ye Chen to a big hospital, but nothing could be found there before they were brought here.

At least it was because of a punch with him that Ye Chen became like this. Song Yuan even thought that he indirectly caused Ye Chen's current situation.

"Yes, this young man's physique is very strange. It seems like he is about to die, but he still has breath. His meridians seem to be broken, but they are still connected. It's so strange..." Guan Shengmin said to himself, practicing medicine a few times.

I haven't seen anything like this in ten years.

"Did he eat or drink anything before?" Guan Shengmin asked again.

Song Yuan was slightly stunned and told the truth: "To be honest, Mr. Guan, this young man is Bingyun's boyfriend. We are having dinner together today. He blew three bottles of beer earlier..."

"Three bottles at a time?" Guan Shengmin was a little surprised, how could he still blow beer while having dinner with his son-in-law?

"Yes, it can't be related to this beer, right?" Song Yuan's face turned a little pale.

If it was directly related to the beer blowing, then my family would be murderers.

Guan Shengmin pondered: "It shouldn't be related to the beer. An ordinary person can drink a few bottles of beer without any problems, and his heart rate response will not be so uneven. Did he eat anything else?"

"I didn't seem to eat anything else. I just drank three bottles of beer, and then I had a strange reaction..." Song Yuan finally let out a sigh of relief.

"flutter……"

While the two were talking, Ye Chen suddenly woke up on the bed, and a mouthful of blood spurted into the air and spread all over the floor.

"Xiao Chen, you're awake..." Song Yuan hurried over and grabbed his hand.

"Uncle Song, help me up..." Ye Chen sat up straight with difficulty with Song Yuan's help.

Guan Shengmin also hurried over to check Ye Chen's pulse and asked doubtfully: "Xiao Chen, your pulse is still so messy, how do you feel now?"

His pulse was still rapid and slow, and his face turned blue and white. According to common sense, it was impossible to wake up under such circumstances.

"I heard what you two just said. Mr. Guan, you should be a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Do you have any silver needles at home?" Ye Chen's voice was weak.

"Silver needles? Yes, yes, Xiaochen, what do you want?" Guan Shengmin didn't know what Ye Chen wanted to do, so he asked doubtfully, "Do you want me to use acupuncture to prick it for you?"

"You don't need to come in person, I can do it myself. I know some acupuncture..." Ye Chen coughed a few times, and another mouthful of blood came out.

"Are you giving the acupuncture yourself? No, that would be too dangerous..." Guan Shengmin shook his head quickly. If this was not a good thing, it would be over with just one injection.

Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Guan, just go and get it. It's okay. I know my own body well..."

"Okay..." Guan Shengmin could only go and get the silver needle.

The silver needles were placed in this room. Soon he fetched a set of silver needles and opened them. There were as many as one hundred and eight silver needles in total.

"Mr. Guan, your set of silver needles is really good..." Seeing such a set of shining silver needles, Ye Chen liked it very much.

"An old friend gave it to me, but I'm not good at acupuncture, so I wasted this good thing..." Guan Shengmin felt a little pity.

"Give me the first one on the left..." Ye Chen pointed to the first silver needle.

Guan Shengmin took the needle over and said with some worry: "Xiao Chen, do you really know how to do acupuncture? Don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning you. This is a matter of life and death, so you can't joke..."

"Yes, Xiaochen, how about I hire an acupuncture expert for you, and you can do it yourself..." Song Yuan was also extremely worried, how could Ye Chen know the traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture at such a young age?

Acupuncture is not just a matter of inserting a needle. Each acupuncture point, depth, and strength are all very particular. Without more than ten years of practice, it is difficult to achieve mastery.

"Don't worry, it's okay. I'm used to it..." Ye Chen forced a smile and took the silver needle in his hand.

"Xiaochen..."

When Guan Shengmin exclaimed, Ye Chen directly inserted a needle into his eyebrow. It was a big Achilles heel, and he actually inserted it with such force.

"flutter……"

Ye Chen's tiger body shook violently and spit out a small mouthful of black blood, frightening the two people next to him half to death.

"It's okay, Mr. Guan, please take the seventh one on the left, the twenty-fifth one on the left, the right one..."

Ye Chen reported the locations of eight silver needles in succession, and Guan Shengmin picked them out for him one by one with some confusion. Although he didn't know much about acupuncture, he couldn't understand Ye Chen's technique at all.

"That's also the Achilles' heel..."

"Xiaochen, don't act recklessly, just take it easy..."

One by one, he violently inserted the silver needles into several acupuncture points, and each acupuncture point was like a fatal point. Every time a needle was inserted, a mouthful of poisonous blood would spit out, and Ye Chen's complexion would change.

For several minutes, even though his expression was extremely tangled and painful every time the needle was inserted.

After nine consecutive injections, Ye Chen's complexion miraculously improved a lot, and he vomited out a lot of poisonous blood.

"Xiaochen, what's your method of acupuncture? Is it some ancient method?" Seeing that Ye Chen was much better, Guan Shengmin looked incredulous. If an ordinary person performed such acupuncture, he would probably be finished.

Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and there are many types of acupuncture. Maybe Ye Chen’s method is a lost ancient method.

"It's not an ancient method, it's just something I do sometimes, so I did it myself..." Ye Chen would not tell the origin of this acupuncture technique.

Just the name of this acupuncture technique can scare many people, because it is called Shennong Acupuncture.

"Xiao Chen, how do you feel now? How about we go to the hospital for a check-up?" Seeing Ye Chen recovering so quickly, Song Yuan on the side was also shocked. He had never seen such a vigorous person.

But when he thought that Ye Chen was the one who loves to be in a small team, his doubts were much lessened.
Chapter completed!