Chen Rui looked at Zhang Feng's outstretched hand and became angry. You are not the doctor in our hospital. Why let me pass the equipment to you? This girl is not an equipment nurse!
Even if she scolded in her heart, it was important to save people. She stared at the operating table, opened the acupuncture needle bag, and handed two silver needles over.
Never passed acupuncture needles, directly pointed the needle tip against Zhang Feng's hand.
"You deliberately?"
Zhang Feng stretched out his hand and almost pierced himself with a look of stunned expression.
"I... How do I know?"
Chen Rui's eyes are very big, and the stare is even bigger. Some of them are like characters in anime, especially cute.
Zhang Feng took a second look, then turned around and grabbed two silver needles, first removed the needles from Zhao Qiang's chest, replaced the silver needles, and then continued to stretch out his hand.
This time, the two silver needles were slapped directly on the hands, not too light or not, so Zhang Feng turned his head again in surprise.
"What to look at, you are not a good thing!" Chen Rui continued to stare, but Meng is Meng, just as fierce, she can see that she is a very angry girl.
"Uh… "
Zhang Feng smacked his lips, thinking silently in his heart that only women and villains are difficult to raise, and turned around to continue to treat Zhao Qiang.
A dozen silver needles pierced Zhao Qiang's body, his breathing slowly became stable, and the value on the life monitor became much better.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the inpatient always asked: "Zhang... Doctor Zhang, how do you plan to treat and how can I help?"
"My name is Zhang Feng, just call the name."
Zhang Feng raised his head and smiled. The scene he didn't want to make was too stiff. He turned around and delayed Zhao Qiang's treatment. He lowered his head and said, "Zhao Qiang's poison is something you haven't come into contact with. In my opinion, it should be specially used to deal with martial artists. As for the monk's things, as for what a warrior or monk is, I won't explain to you.
The method I want to use is somewhat dangerous. It is to use True Qi to absorb the poison in Zhao Qiang's body into my body, and then I use True Qi to detoxify! "
"..."
The doctors and nurses in a room were all staring at what they heard. From a medical point of view, they were not busy with anything.
"That... what do I need to do?" the hospital manager asked dryly.
As a doctor, he wants to do his best to treat every patient.
Zhang Feng looked up and smiled at him, and said: "First, stabilize Zhao Qiang's situation and use whatever medicine should be used. Second, if I need it, I will tell you."
The hospitalized always nodded vigorously, cheered up and got ready.
The same goes for everyone else, even Chen Rui, who couldn't understand Zhang Feng, took a deep breath, and got a bit of energy.
After a short preparation, Zhang Feng once again stretched out his hand to press on Zhao Qiang's abdomen dantian, Yun Gong and Zhen Qi invaded his body.
The next moment, Zhao Qiang, who was lying on the operating table, trembled, and there was a harsh scream on the life monitor.
In the hospital, only other people will start to inject Zhao Qiang with ***, and try their best to reduce Zhao Qiang's heartbeat and maintain blood oxygen saturation.
"Not good, the patient has signs of liver failure, injection of ***..."
"Prepare a pacemaker to prevent the patient from sudden cardiac arrest!"
"..."
There were always more rescue scenes in the hospital, and he gave orders very calmly.
Zhang Feng suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Chen Rui, pressed lightly on his palm, and three silver needles appeared.
Unexpectedly, it was just what I wanted, and all I wanted was three!
"well!"
Zhang Feng nodded to Chen Rui, and rolled his eyes in response.
Ignoring other things, three silver needles pierced Zhao Qiang's dantian points to seal the upper and lower Ren channels, and then add another needle in the direction of the heart channels, just in case.
Then, Zhang Feng worked again.
This time, maintain the continuity of Zhen Qi, let Zhen Qi together with Zhao Qiang and his own meridians, in the harsh screams of the life monitor, the extremely cold airflow actually follows the "Zhen Qi Bridge". Cannibalize.
In front of that airflow, the zhenqi evaporated and disappeared instantly as if ice and snow met a raging fire.
For the martial artist, true qi is the most important thing. Losing a bit of it will make you feel distressed, not to mention being eaten away directly. What's more terrifying is that the cold current passes through the barriers of the meridians and follows Zhang Feng's palm and invades his meridians .
In an instant, time seemed to stagnate, and Zhang Feng felt a strong chill, as if reaching out into the liquid nitrogen, his palm was immediately frozen.
"Oh my god, it's freezing!"
"What's the situation, why is it freezing?"
"Don't panic, prepare an electric blanket for spare!"
Several young nurses couldn't help screaming, and the hospital always gave instructions immediately.
Zhang Feng's palm was really icy, it was two to three centimeters thick. Then, the ice layer began to climb up along the arm, and it only took less than a minute to climb to Zhang Feng's shoulder.
"Zhou, what should I do?" A young nurse was frightened and hurriedly asked the hospital director.
The hospital surnamed Zhou, he gritted his teeth and said, "Turn on the electric blanket to the highest temperature and put it on him. I hope it can be a disservice!"
Without the frightened little nurse, Chen Rui picked up the electric blanket for the first time, turned it on, and put it behind Zhang Feng. Her height was only one meter six, and she could barely climb on Zhang Feng’s back to ensure the electric blanket. Does not fall.
Zhang Feng didn't know what happened outside.
"Weird, it seems that the more true qi I drive, the stronger the coldness. It seems that something is using my true qi as a nourishment to strengthen myself and attack me again!"
Zhang Feng thought silently, and simply opened his inner vision to observe the strange chill.
Entering the shoulder where the true energy and cold energy are most fiercely confronted, he saw that a blue air current, like poisonous smoke, collided with the golden true energy, and immediately the ice and snow melted, and then the cold air became stronger.
"What if I cut my confession?"
Just do it when he thinks of it, and Zhang Feng immediately stopped working.
The blue air current couldn't find the true energy to eat away, and it seemed to become violent, directly eating away at the meridians, and the meridians touched by it shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I am afraid that it does not take half an hour, the meridians will be eroded and damaged, and then severed...
"That's it, the stronger your true energy, the stronger you are!"
Zhang Feng finally ascertained the characteristics of the extremely poisonous cold qi, nothing more than cannibalizing the true qi and strengthening himself.
But how to deal with it
"Step aside!"
Zhang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and shouted at Chen Rui behind him.
Chen Rui was taken aback and jumped away instinctively.
The next moment, Zhang Feng raised his right arm that became an ice sculpture, and while turning around, he slammed it into the corner.
The ice on his arm collapsed and turned into debris, accompanied by a strong wind, flying to the corner, sweeping away like a polar gale, and the medical trash can in the corner was instantly covered by ice debris and frozen into ice sculptures.
The doctors and nurses were stunned by this scene. They never dreamed that one day they could see what science can't explain-Kung Fu!
However, things were not as simple as they thought. Zhang Feng used his powerful true qi to harden the poison, and he did excrete a large amount of toxins in a short period of time, but the remaining toxins quickly eroded the zhenqi and grew again...
(End of this chapter)