Seeing Lou Yunran's attitude, Xiao Hanyi, as an elder, was unwilling to make fun of herself here anymore. She was about to say goodbye when suddenly a young man hurried in with a white-haired old man.

"Is this a clinic? Is there a doctor? If so, help me see what happened to my dad?" asked the young man anxiously.

I saw the white-haired old man who was supported by the young man was already confused at this time, accompanied by symptoms of crooked mouth and eyes, dripping saliva, and numbness in the body.

"I was taking my dad for a walk, but he suddenly fell down as he walked, and then he became like this, unable to even speak!" The young man added to Xiao Hanyi and Lou Yunran.

"This is a serious stroke!" Lou Yunran and Xiao Hanyi said almost in unison.

"Have you called an ambulance?" Xiao Hanyi asked the young man.

"No, no." The young man was obviously confused: "Aren't you a clinic? Don't you know first aid?"

"Don't panic first, give me the patient. When you encounter this situation, you should call an ambulance as soon as possible and send the patient to the hospital for emergency treatment as soon as possible." Xiao Hanyi said to the young man.

"Oh, okay, okay!" The young man handed the old man to Xiao Hanyi, and then hurriedly took out the phone and called 120.

"It's too late. The patient's condition is too serious and he may die at any time. He must be rescued on the spot." The person who spoke was Lou Yunran.

At this time, Xiao Hanyi had already placed the old man flat on the clinic bed and took his pulse for him briefly. He also nodded with frowning and frowning: "The situation is a bit unoptimistic."

In fact, it is light to say that it is a bit unoptimistic. Judging from his experience, this old man is in danger.

"Old Xiao, let me do it." Lou Yunran walked to the clinic bed.

"Yunran..." Xiao Hanyi's eyes flashed with expectation: "Are you planning to use the Lou family's eight needles for rescue?"

"Yes." Lou Yunran nodded, and when Lan Xian pinched her fingers, a five-inch silver needle appeared in her hand like a magic trick.

Seeing this, Xiao Hanyi did not stop him, nodded and stepped aside.

"Old doctor. Why is it her rescue rather than you? Your experience should be richer, right?" the young man hung up the phone and asked in confusion.

Because in the traditional Chinese cognition, doctors are older and more skilled, and as for young people, they are often unreliable.

Xiao Hanyi immediately made a gesture to the young man to silence, signaling him not to disturb Lou Yunran.

The young man dared not say more, but his father, who was completely in a coma and life-and-death situation, was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands.

At this time, Fang Hong, Xiao Jing, Wang Chongming also got out of the car and walked in. The three of them stood quietly behind and watched Lou Yunran rescue the old man.

I saw Lou Yunran pierced the silver needle, which was obviously one size larger than the ordinary acupuncture needle, directly from the old man's Tianling point, and then gently rotated it...

Lou Yunran's fingers were particularly slender and white, and were as flexible as boneless. He pinched the silver needle and continued to make various needle-applied actions. The whole process was flowing and extremely agile. Even if the actual effects of these needles were ignored and just looking at the movements, it was already a wonderful visual enjoyment.

"God, this is not..." Xiao Hanyi suddenly showed a look of shock on his face, and subconsciously muttered: "Isn't this the seventh needle of the "Lu Family Eight Needles". "Enemy of the King of Hell"? In addition to Lou Sanhai, there is actually a second person in the world who can use it?"

"What?" Xiao Jing was shocked when she heard her grandfather's words and covered her mouth with her hands. She thought to herself that Lou Yunran looked only in her early twenties, but she could actually use the seventh "Eight Needles of the Lou Family" that was recognized by the medical community as the peak of Chinese acupuncture?

As a drug dealer, Wang Chongming is also aware of medical principles and has been famous for the "Lujia Eight Inserts". Now, he can't help but be amazed when he witnesses Lou Yunran's use.

Only Fang Hong looked calm and could not see any fluctuations in his expression.

It’s better to make peace, but the internal strength foundation is not stable enough. It’s a bit rash. Fang Hong secretly commented in his heart.

Let’s talk about Lou Yunran, she has always applied acupuncture to the old man’s Tianling acupoint. However, her techniques are constantly changing, and they are becoming more and more complex and strange. Seeing the end, let alone Xiao Jing, even Xiao Hanyi, a Chinese medicine doctor, can’t understand it.

As time passed, thin beads of sweat appeared on Lou Yunran's smooth forehead, her face was a little pale, and even her fingers holding the silver needle were shaking slightly.

However, these changes are still quite subtle, and no one on the field except Fang Hong and Xiao Hanyi noticed it.

At some point, Lou Yunran began to bite her lip, biting tighter and tighter. By this time, she had already put her all her strength into it.

It's soon, it's soon, it's going to be fine... She keeps encouraging herself in her heart.

Just as success was in sight, Lou Yunran's fingers suddenly shivered involuntarily, and the angle of the needle was immediately deviated a little. This small accident was not noticed by outsiders, but it changed her face instantly!

It’s not good, it’s over! Lou Yunran exclaimed in his heart, the Lou family’s eight needles can be used to survive, and one needle can be used to die. A slight difference can make you miss a thousand miles away!

This small deviation that happened to Lou Yunran was enough to directly take away the life of the white-haired old man!

In panic, Lou Yunran was suddenly at a loss and was stunned for a half second.

But at this moment, a faint whistle suddenly sounded in the air.

An invisible force hit the silver needle where Lou Yunran was deviating. Lou Yunran, who was in a state of loss of consciousness, immediately noticed this subtle change.

It is this subtle change that instantly turns the world!

At this moment, Lou Yunran didn't care about delving into this inexplicable turning point, and immediately used a series of exquisite techniques to finally make the treatment return to normal. After a few minutes, Lou Yunran slowly pulled the silver needle out, and was so tired that he was almost exhausted.

After wiping away the fine sweat from his forehead with his hands and adjusting his breath for several days, Lou Yunran said to the young man: "The patient is not seriously injured. You will be cured after you take him to the hospital later."

"What, what? Are you serious?" The young man couldn't believe it at all, because his father was still unconscious and could not see any improvement from before.

Xiao Hanyi stepped forward and took the old man's pulse, but he looked happy and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, the blood vessels are smooth and the breath is peaceful. The patient is really fine!"

Then I couldn't help but praise Lou Yunran: "The eight needles of the Lou family are indeed well-known. This seventh needle "Enemy of the King of Hell" is even more magical. Yunran can be used at a young age. It's really awesome for the younger generations, and awesome for the younger generations!"

"Old Xiao has been awarded too much." Lou Yunran said, as if he was not feeling depressed. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!