Chapter 7: Come and help me wipe my sweat! Part 2
The remedy of the disease could not be arbitrary. The person treating her would be accountable if a fatality occurred, and none of the doctors could afford the responsibility of Song Xuan’s death.
“All of you step aside! Do you want to kill Auntie Song by using the pacemaker blindly and blocking the airflow!”
Lin Yuan shouted and brushed aside the female doctors and Yan Ruyue to get to Song Xuan. They saw Lin Yuan quickly take a piece of cloth from his waist and unfold it.
The cloth was astonishingly a lump piece of silver needles stuck together; thus, there were rows of silver needles in arrangement when unfolding it.
Lin Yuan sandwiched ten silver needles between the fingers of his two hands like a butterfly extracting nectar from flowers. He quickly stuck the major acupuncture points on Song Xuan’s head with his needles.
Hundreds of arteries meet at the Baihui Acupuncture point, Fengchi Acupuncture point…
Lin Yuan had used up all ten silver needles in his hands in a few seconds. He breathed a sigh of relief as Song Xuan was no more in danger of life. Although he had arrived today to break off the engagement, fortunately, he had carried the silver needles with him.
He, the possessor of divine-level medical skills, needed to carry silver needles with him. For Lin Yuan, these silver needles can not only save people but also kill them.
Lin Yuan knew that he was saving Song Xuan, but others are not aware of it. They only saw that Lin Yuan had inserted a lot of silver needles on Song Xuan’s head.