Hearing this, Guan Xilin gestured to Qiao Yinuo and walked out first.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Yinuo walked out with the two elders, leaving only Leng Hua and the third elder in the side room.
"Help the man up and take off his shirt." Fengjiu ordered, sliding her fingers across the silver needles, and finally pulling out a long, thin silver needle.
Leng Hua helped the man up, and with the help of the third elder, took off Old Master Qiao's shirt, revealing his skinny body.
The Third Elder only watched Feng Jiu pierce the acupuncture points on the old man's back with silver needles. After the first needle, the second and third needles followed immediately. When he saw her pinching the silver needles and piercing the fatal points, his heart instantly rose. He wanted to stop her but it was too late.
He could only feel his heart pounding wildly, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and even his face turned pale. However, just when he thought that the needle had hit a vital point and something must have gone wrong, he saw her suddenly turn the old man around, half-press him down to face the outside of the bed, and slap him on the chest with one palm.
"you… "
Just as he said this, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound. There were blood clots in the blood, and the color of the blood was mixed with some dark red, and it looked as if it had been blocked in the body for a long time.
Fengjiu glanced at him, then withdrew her gaze indifferently and took out another silver needle. This time, her silver needle no longer fell on the old man's body, but pierced into his head.
The Third Elder didn't react for a long time. He stood there stiffly, staring at the scene with wide eyes.
The place where each silver needle was inserted was the gate of death, but also the gate of life. However, that method of acupuncture was unprecedented. Even though he had studied medicine for decades, he did not dare to say that he could insert the silver needle into the side of the death point so accurately.
You know, if there is even the slightest difference, then one injection could really be fatal.
What made him feel even more incredible was that the few silver needles that had been inserted into the old man's head gradually began to emit wisps of white smoke. As the smoke rose, sweat began to seep out of the old man's forehead, and his originally pale face gradually turned rosy.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to see the old man who had been in a coma for two years frowning slightly...
Time passed little by little. Fengjiu was busy giving him acupuncture and helping him circulate his blood and relax his muscles, while Leng Hua was helping him. Only the Third Elder was stunned. He stood motionless at the end of the bed, like a wooden man, with an incredible look on his face.
"Um!"
A muffled groan came from the old man's mouth, which shocked the third elder and made him open his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe that the sound he heard came from the mouth of the old man who had been in a coma for two years.
After hearing the old man's muffled groan, Fengjiu began to pull out the needles, pulling out all the silver needles one by one. Finally, she asked Leng Hua to help the old man put on his shirt and help him lie down. Then she felt the old man's pulse again and examined it carefully.
**, the old man's brows moved slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Feng Jiu, who was dressed in red, beside the bed with a bit of confusion. He didn't know her, but he recognized the third elder standing at the end of the bed.