Ye Fan's voice, although not very loud, was loud and powerful, with a convincing force.

For a while, everyone's eyes in the audience were focused on him.

Judging from his appearance, he is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and he is even wearing the school uniform of Suzhou and Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, so he has nothing to do with doctors.

However, what he said just now. There is some truth to that!

Make every possible effort!

Anyway, now that Wang Zhen has stepped into the ghost gate with one foot, no matter how much Ye Fan tosses, it can't be worse!

In that case, it is better to let him try, even if there is little hope, but what if a miracle really happens?

At this time, Lu Yunfeng took a step forward suddenly, and his sharp gaze swept towards Ye Fan, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

Ye Fan was not afraid at all, held his head high, and looked at Lu Yunfeng without humility or arrogance.

For a while, the aura of the two was evenly matched.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Yunfeng suddenly spoke:

"Young man, now Brother Wang...; ...; It's already hanging by a thread, and there is only the last breath left to hang on to your life, and it won't be long before you can! Unless Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn, there is no chance of survival! Moreover, at your age, you must not have obtained the medical qualification certificate, and you are not qualified to consult people! But——"

Speaking of this, Lu Yunfeng's words changed, his eyes bloomed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Brother Wang is my dear friend, and I want him to wake up more than anyone else! ...; Even if someone investigates it afterwards, I will bear it with all my might!"

Hearing this, the triangular eyes on the side changed their faces.

He never expected that Lu Yunfeng would let Ye Fan treat his father-in-law.

At this moment, the triangular eyes opened slightly, and they stopped talking, but finally did not speak.

At this moment, his father-in-law's secretary and driver were present, and if he opened his mouth to stop it now, it would inevitably fall into people's "handles" and even spread gossip.

In desperation, he had to be silent, but his narrow eyes were half-narrowed, blooming with a cold light like a poisonous snake, staring at Ye Fan deadly. Hostile.

At this time, under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan strode to the hospital bed, put his hands on Wang Zhen's head, and prepared to use the power of the green dragon in his body to treat him.

The green dragon belongs to wood, the lord lives and dies, and the power of the green dragon is also a first-class healing technique in this world.

was bitten on the neck by Qin Mei'er before, and it only took a few seconds for Ye Fan to make the wound recover as good as new.

He took it for granted that the power of this green dragon could also cure Wang Zhen's cerebral hemorrhage.

After all, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter!

However, at this moment, Wei Lao's voice suddenly sounded: "Xiao Fan, the power of the green dragon is mysterious, but now this patient's injury has been made worse by that quack, I am afraid that in a few minutes, black and white impermanence will come to the door to ask for his life! With the power of the green dragon alone, it will not help at all!"

"Old Wei, what should I do then?" Ye Fan asked anxiously.

"Aha...; ...; The deity is here, not to mention that it is a little ghost asking for his life, even if it is the king of Hades. I have to kneel down for the deity!"

Wei Lao's voice suddenly became domineering, contemptuous of the world, and arrogant, showing the might of a generation of immortals.

"Xiao Fan, the deity will pass on your "Divine Needle of Doom"! As long as you learn this divine needle, you are cooperating with the power of the green dragon. It can promote the vitality of the sick body, rejuvenate the wonderful hands, and bring the dead back to life!"

...; ...;

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan only felt a powerful power that could not be resisted, which was instantly injected into his eyebrows.

Countless torrents of knowledge forcibly squeezed into his mind.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like more than ten centuries was so long, and it seemed like a moment was short, Ye Fan finally opened his eyes, like a star-like light. Bloom in the eyes.

However, because he had his back to everyone, no one noticed his abnormality, and saw that he had been standing in front of Wang Zhen's hospital bed, like a wooden man, motionless.

See this scene. The triangular eyes and the beautiful woman's face showed a hint of disdain.

In their opinion, even if there is such a "variable" as Ye Fan, it will be difficult to change the outcome of Wang Zhen's death!

Even Lu Yunfeng, the king of Jiangnan needles, is helpless, what miracle can he create as a hairy boy?

Not only the two of them, but almost everyone in the emergency room didn't think very well of Ye Fan, just thinking that he was a big talker!

If Lu Yunfeng hadn't taken the initiative to open his mouth and was willing to let him give it a try, the hospital would never have let him interfere!

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly turned around and said to Lu Yunfeng, "Master Lu, can you borrow a silver needle?"

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, Lu Yunfeng raised his eyebrows, and his face was full of surprise.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan was also a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and he still used acupuncture.

In his opinion, young people of this age, let alone pricking needles to treat people. I'm afraid you can't even recognize the acupuncture points on the human body, right?

Despite being full of suspicions, Lu Yunfeng still took the initiative to hand Ye Fan a stack of silver needles.

Ye Fan twisted one out of it and pierced it towards the Yangbai acupoint on the top of Wang Zhen's head.

"Sting!"

Although Wei Lao had already taught the "Crossing the Divine Needle" just now, because it was the first time to pierce the needle, he had no previous experience, so Ye Fan's hand accidentally shook and it was crooked!

The silver needle pierced Secretary Zhao's skin, and blood gushed down from it.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng's face next to him showed a look of disappointment. His eyes darkened, and he shook his head helplessly.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

In the audience, I am afraid that Lu Yunfeng is the only one, and he really hopes that Wang Zhen can wake up!

But now. Seeing Ye Fan's lame acupuncture skills, he was really helpless.

On the other side, the triangular eyes pointed at Ye Fan and scolded: "Stinky boy, are you saving people or killing people? My father-in-law is not long dying, you dare to be disrespectful to his body and look for death!"

As he spoke, Triangle Eye raised his fist and attacked him.

When Ye Fan heard this, he turned around slightly, and his tongue bloomed with spring thunder:

"Get out!"

He condensed the internal strength in his body into this word, and exploded in the arena like thunder.

The triangular eye, which bore the brunt of the blow, shook the eardrum, and only felt a tightness in the chest. It was as if his heart was slammed by a pair of invisible hands, and he was almost out of breath, and his body couldn't move.

At this moment, the eyes of the triangular eyes looking at Ye Fan were a little more frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward to provoke again.

And Ye Fan, who was holding a silver needle, also changed the momentum on his body.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, he finally took out the needle again, and with a flick of his wrist, dozens of silver needles flew towards the top of Wang Zhen's head like a fairy scattering flowers.

The speed is so fast that it is dazzling, and in just a moment's effort, the major acupuncture points on the top of Wang Zhen's head have been filled with silver needles.

...; ...;

"How is that possible!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng's pupils on the side contracted suddenly, his face was full of incredulity, and he exclaimed: "This is...; ...; Flying needles go to the hole?!"

The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.

In acupuncture, the most difficult part is the needle pricking, the angle, depth, strength, and even the speed of each needle will have a different effect on the injured person.

Even Lu Yunfeng was extremely careful when pricking the needle, and he had to pinch the silver needle tightly.

However, just now, Ye Fan shook his wrist in an instant and threw out dozens of stitches, without the slightest mistake.

Just with this unique skill of "flying needles and acupoints", as far as Lu Yunfeng knows, in the entire Huaxia, the masters of the apricot forest who can be used can be counted on one hand, and every one of them is a master in the Chinese medicine industry!

For a while, Lu Yunfeng's eyes bloomed with a fine light, and he secretly said in his heart, could it be that the young man in front of him could really create a miracle?

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly walked up to Wang Zhen's side, stretched out the index fingers of both hands, and flicked the silver needles on Wang Zhen's head with his fingernails.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

For a while, the sound of gold and iron resounding in the emergency room was agitated.

"Guanyin hand?!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng couldn't help but exclaim.

You must know that the secret of this Bodhi needle is not passed on, and only the descendants of the Bodhi needle are qualified to learn, and even Lu Yunfeng is only barely mastering it.

Where did you learn this kid in front of you?

But then, Ye Fan's actions made Lu Yunfeng's heart once again set off a stormy wave.