The long night is long, and I have no intention of sleep. A lonely and nervous heart is leaning tightly against a heart full of gratitude. Sheng Dengfeng stretches out his hand to hold Xue Chunming's long hair, for fear of getting bad news tomorrow.

Xue Chunming, with full gratitude, lay beside Sheng Dengfeng and whispered: "Don't need to think so much. Actually, I am very happy now. My head doesn't hurt, my spirit is also good, and my thinking is clear, as if I have not been so awake in the past few years." As he said that, he reached out and pulled Sheng Dengfeng's palm.

"I am not Juliet, nor Zhu Yingtai. I have been happy with you. Isn't this a gift? There is no family opposition, no turmoil, we have been together, happy, calm, we have known each other since childhood, and have grown up until now. Don't you think God has given us enough happiness?"

Xue Chunming said, holding Sheng Dengfeng's face and said seriously: "Listen, no matter whether tomorrow's result is good or bad, I hope you can accept it. If you really love me, you must remember my appearance in your heart and live the rest of your life happily. I want you to understand that you are happy and I am happy."

A free and easy smile appeared on the corner of Xue Chunming's mouth: "I have a small request. If you marry and have a daughter in the future, I hope you can also call her Chunming. It is said that the daughter's previous life was her father's lover, my greedy hope, and my next life is..."

Sheng Dengfeng was already crying and said with a sob: "No, no, no, no, this is not as bad as you thought. Tomorrow's acupuncture will definitely cure you. Believe them, believe..."

The rest of the words were blocked by Xue Chunming. The girl with a red face kissed the tears of her lover with her clumsy tongue, and then said in a weak voice: "I love me, I want to leave with your taste."

"No" Sheng Dengfeng shook his head resolutely, and then hugged Xue Chunming hard: "Promise me, you must be well tomorrow. When you recover, I will make you the most beautiful and happiest bride in the world."

When the love reaches deep, there is not so much carnal desire. What they care about is eternal life, a family of descendants, waiting for both sides to turn white, and then holding hands to watch the sunset.

I don’t care about having it before, I only care about eternity. This almost simple method has shined with a different kind of brilliance at this moment, hoping that all lovers in the world can get married.

The sun rose as usual the next day, and the heat of autumn was a little uneasy. Xue Dongyang's small study was transformed into a temporary operating room, which was dust-removed and sterilized. A row of golden needles were placed in a white porcelain plate full of alcohol.

Although Xuan Qi and Xue Tiannan were reluctant, they also changed into white coats and put on hats to prevent their hair from falling down as Xue Dongyang told him.

There was a recliner in the center of the house, and the chandeliers on the ceiling were also transformed into shadowless lamps. The Xue family has paid attention to all the details, and the rest is to look at the destiny.

After Xue Chunming disinfected, he walked into the study. The anxious Sheng Dengfeng was blocked outside, and the concern was messy. It would be useless for him to come into the house. Not only could he not help solve the problem, but he would only cause chaos.

Xue Chunming's face was calm and nodded to his father and grandfather quietly, and then said to Xuan Qi: "I am very grateful, contented, and happy now. So no matter what the ending is, I can accept it. I hope you don't have a psychological burden."

Xuan Qi nodded slowly. A human voice was divided into many stages. Most of the time, we were fascinated by the five sounds, illusions by the five colors, entangled by the five flavors and could not extricate ourselves. With a mediocre voice, we pursue countless things, but we don’t know what we really want. Is it fame and fortune? Or happiness? It’s not until we walk through the juncture of life and death that we can fully realize that what we want is very simple, and there are not many things that can make ourselves happy.

Xue Chunming is a person who has already realized it. He was busy doing good deeds a few days ago, and he didn't think about life or death. His head, which was originally painful, no longer hurts. He saw others happy, and he was also happy. Then he started fasting these three days, and most of his time was spent recalling and recalling in the arms of Shengdingfeng.

Perhaps it is the death of a person, what Xue Chunming can recall is actually happy, and the unhappiness is not found at all. Even the unhappiness that was once upon a time seems so rare in life that is about to reach the sunset. So Xue Chunming's heart is opened, and it seems a bit transcendent, so it is much more transparent than before.

Waiting for Xue Chunming to sit on the chair, Xue Dongyang began to undergo anesthesia, injected all the medicine into Xue Chunming's body, and then tied his daughter to the chair. His black-colored hair was shining with a green luster under the shadowless lamp.

Xuan Qi took a breath, and Xue Tiannan nodded to Xuan Qi. Xuan Qi turned the true energy movement in her body, then picked up a long golden needle from the steel plate, and used the Qi-detecting technique to look at Xue Chunming's head. In a ball, black silk threads flowed on her head. These were all sick energy.

There is no gap in the human skull. If you want to apply a needle, you have to use special methods, such as applying an needle from the face, then bending the golden needle and stabbing it into the sick house inside the head, but avoiding other organs. This tests the skill of the needle applicator. Fortunately, Xuan Qi has practiced it many times, and he is like a divine help.

With a brush, the slender golden needle was penetrated into Xue Chunming's acupoints. Then Xuan Qi twisted up the second one, brushed it, and pierced it into the acupoint again. It was like playing with a flower, and pierced the six golden needles.

Xue Qidong opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. His deep-rooted opposition to traditional Chinese medicine made him feel that this was a kind of pseudoscience. Now when he saw Xuan Qi applying acupuncture, he had some insights. Is this related to the surgery? It's just that it's more like a minimally invasive surgery, using long needles from spikes to cure the patient's discomfort?

Just when Xue Qidong began to treat traditional Chinese medicine as science and then moved closer to Western medicine, Xuan Qi picked up the longest golden needle. This golden needle was unique because the tip of his needle was not solid, but hollow.

With the six needles entering the acupoints and combined with the Qi-identification technique, the diseased qi has been trapped in the center. What Xuan Qi has to do now is to release the diseased qi. Take a deep breath again to stabilize his mind and take action like lightning to stabilise the long needle.

This moment is extremely critical. This needle must be just right. If one point is shorter, all previous efforts will be wasted. If one point is not punctured, the more troublesome it will be. If one point is punctured, it will be impossible to even remedy it. Therefore, Xuan Qi's technique seems to be quick, but in fact it is very stable. According to the proficiency of rehearsing thousands of times, he stabbed the diseased house steadily.

It was very good that Xuan Qi was hypnotizing himself, and at the same time, the true energy in his body was circulating on the golden needle. The golden needle suddenly shook, and the plug behind it opened wide. A ball of black plasma, along with the mutated pus ointment, flowed outward.

Xuan Qi's eyes were wide open, looking for the body of the disease house. The so-called disease house is like the seeds of weeds, which is the root of all mutations and illnesses. What Xuan Qi needs to do is pierce the disease house and then release it out of his body.

Qi detection technique is like an X-ray machine. It accurately marks the black ink in the black spot, and the particularly dark place. Xuan Qi turned gold and stabbed the disease chamber. The sharp needle and strong true qi were completely endless. The disease chamber was pierced in an instant, and then it was wrapped in the true qi and discharged out of the body.

It is really as Xue Dongyang thought. Acupuncture or gold acupuncture points are like minimally invasive surgery in Western medicine. The subsequent medicinal and stone conditioning is mostly mainly used to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence, which is completely different from Western medicine. Western medicine prescribes the right medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine regulates the endocrine circulation. Compared with the two, the difference is immediately judged.

Old Chinese doctors can rely on their experience to prick the acupoints, and only the former miracle doctor Hua Tuo can do such a difficult acupuncture. As for the current old Chinese doctors, they only dare to think about it. After all, not everyone has the skills of identifying qi, and can see things in the body like an X-ray machine.

Xuan Qi took a breath and searched the sick room inside. It was originally full of pipe networks, like a substantial black disease, falling under Xuan Qi's golden needles. Then Xuan Qi took off the golden needles outside in turn to make the cut-off blood unblocked until the long needle was filled with red blood. After Xuan Qi slowly took out the needle and tested Xuan Qi's acupuncture method again.

The needle removal process is very important and cannot be withdrawn directly. Instead, it is necessary to rub the edge of the wound, blocking the wound like a blocking, so that the platelets inside coagulate, so that blood will not remain in the skull cavity.

Xuan Qi pulled back slightly. All this seemed very simple, but in fact it was not simple. He wanted to grasp it very cleverly, which also required the help of Qi-detection techniques. The acupuncture took only thirty seconds, while it took nearly ten minutes to collect the acupuncture. Xuan Qi was very cautious, very cautious, afraid that something would lead to a tragedy.

When the golden needle was taken out, Xuan Qi's head felt dizzy like a loss of force. The black energy of cause and effect belonging to Xue Chunming was like a big net, wrapping Xuan Qi's body, like a fist, hitting Xuan Qi's heart vein, trembling Xuan Qi's butt, squirting out a stream of blood, and then whispered: "Fortunately, the task is done."

Xue Tiannan said nothing and patted Xuan Qi on the shoulder hard, everything was silent. Xue Qidong was still half-believing and half-doubted, pulled Xuan Qi up, placed it, pushed the chair and walked towards the hospital. He planned to take another X-ray machine.

When Sheng Dengfeng, who was left outside, saw Xue Chunming being pushed out, he immediately screamed like a cat with a tail stepped on, like a heart-wrenching angel, or a soul-breaking eagle, with red eyes and about to do something stupid.

Suddenly I heard Xue Qidong say, "What's the name? Come and help me, send Chunming to the hospital and have another examination."

"Ah?" Sheng Dengfeng was surprised and looked at Xue Chunming carefully. In addition to his pale complexion, his life signs were strong. Acupuncture should be successful, not as terrifying as he thought. So Sheng Dengfeng pushed Xue Chunming out. At this moment, he had the whole world again.
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