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037 Cloud Exhibition

There seemed to be a silver light flashing in front of Yun Zhan's eyes, followed by a blood red filled his eyes.

"Your right hand will be numb at the least, your reaction will be slower, and your worst will be unconscious..."

Yun Zhan's mind heard the voice of the little girl in Jishitang just now.

She was right again!

This is really mysterious.

If her medical skills were as good as her "prediction", she might be able to save the prince!

Yun Zhan thought a little drowsy, feeling cold in his limbs.

"Yun Zhan!" Mo Chen rushed out of a restaurant not far away and ran towards Yun Zhan. His body, which was as powerful as a leopard, was as fast as lightning.

Yun Zhan? Hearing this name, Chu Qianchen was slightly surprised, his phoenix eyes were full of surprise, and he stared blankly at the young man in blue who was bleeding in front of him.

He turned out to be Yun Zhan!

No wonder she had never seen this person when she was with King Chen in her previous life.

Because at that time, Yun Zhan was already dead.

Although he was dead, his name was often mentioned by many people around King Chen. One year on Yun Zhan's death day, Mo Chen drank two jars of wine. He said a few more words, saying that Yun Zhan died unjustly and did not die on the battlefield in the north, but on the streets of the capital.

At that time, she asked carefully.

Mo Chen said that when Yun Zhan was arguing with others, Mo Ming lost his hand and was cut off the bloodline in his neck by a sword, bleeding profusely.

Mo Chen said that he was also present at the time, but he was powerless, so he could only watch Yun Zhan close his eyes.

Mo Chen, who has always been indifferent and taciturn, had a rare sadness in his voice when he mentioned this.

Until Mo Chen died in battle, he could not let go.

"Murdered!"

"Go and report to the official!"

Passers-by shouted sharply one after another, and the streets were in chaos.

The people looked at Yun Zhan who was lying on the ground in fear. No one expected that this fight would cause death!

Mo Chen quickly supported Yun Zhan and covered the wound on his left neck with his right hand.

The bright red blood flowed out from Mo Chen's fingers, and in an instant, his hands were dyed blood red.

"Tick, tick..."

Blood dripped on the ground, shocking.

"Yun Zhan!" Mo Chen's voice slightly raised and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Yun Zhan's face was as pale as white paper, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. He had already breathed more and less, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Even if Mo Chen used his hands to cover it, he could not stop the bleeding from his wound, and the blood was still gushing out.

Yun Hao was also shocked, his face stiffly took a step back, and said hard on the outside and hard, "It's his own uselessness, and I'm with me..."

"Get out of the way!" Chu Qianchen waved his hand and pushed Yun Hao away, rushed to Yun Zhan quickly, squatted down and said to Mo Chen, "His left cervical vein has been cut, but there is still a rescue, I can save him. But you have to listen to me!"

The situation was critical, and Chu Qianchen had no time to explain more, so he looked at Mo Chen calmly.

Saving people is like putting out a fire, and there is no slight mistake. She must let Mo Chen cooperate with her.

Her eyes were quiet and confident, with a calmness that was unchanged while the face was still calm. Thinking of the scenes in Jishitang just now, Mo Chen gritted his teeth and decided to gamble and believe her.

"Please, please." Mo Chen gritted his teeth.

Chu Qianchen said again: "Let go of your hands."

Mo Chen took a deep breath and let go of his hand covering Yun Zhan's wound. Then, blood immediately gushed out of the wound on his neck at a fierce speed, which also dyed Chu Qianchen's veil blood red.

Chu Qianchen moved quickly, and without hesitation, he put his index finger on his right hand into the bloody wound and pressed the left jaw.

Everyone around was shocked, and a timid woman screamed sharply.

"Girl!" Amber, who had just bought snacks, also noticed the movement here and trotted over. Looking at Chu Qianchen, who was splashed with blood, Amber was almost crazy.

Chu Qianchen stuffed his needle bag into Amber's hand and said, "Open the needle bag for me."

Amber's mind was very confused, but he immediately spread the needle bag. Chu Qianchen took a needle with his left hand, and the first needle pierced Yun Zhan's temple.

Mo Chen's eyes opened slightly.

The temple is one of the fatal points of the human body. If it is not done properly, it will cost human life.

However, Chu Qianchen's needle fell, and the blood that was originally sprayed stopped!

Not only that, Yun Zhan's breathing seemed to be smoother. Although his breath was still weak, it was no longer as dying as before.

Hope ignited in Mo Chen's heart and said in a deep voice: "Please save him!"

"Don't worry." Chu Qianchen said without raising his head, "Keep this posture and don't move."

Chu Qianchen used his left hand to apply the needle, but the gesture of the needle was extremely stable. If it weren't for the fact that she had just seen her writing with her right hand in Jishitang, Mo Chen would almost suspect that she was a left-handed.

Chu Qianchen's movements quickly put needles on several large acupoints in Yunzhan, and the series of movements were extremely smooth and neat, without even a moment of hesitation.

After only a few breaths, Chu Qianchen was already sweating profusely.

Mo Chenbing looked at her and Yun Zhan with concentration, not daring to alarm her.

Chu Qianchen picked up the last silver needle and landed steadily on the Baihui acupoint above Yun Zhan's head, twisting the silver needle slowly.

After a while, she let go of her hand. Although there was no wind, the silver needle kept trembling on his Baihui acupoint. Immediately afterwards, the silver needles on Yun Zhan's body seemed to echo each other, and they all started to tremble together. After a few breaths, they stopped again.

Amber hurriedly wiped the sweat from Chu Qianchen's forehead with a veil.

Chu Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief, slowly let go of his right hand that was pressing the wound, wiped the blood from his hands with a veil, and said to Mo Chen: "I will hold his life for the time being."

"But you have to be careful that you can't touch any of these silver needles."

"You pick him up and we'll go to the clinic."

"Okay." Mo Chen agreed without saying a word.

At this moment, no matter what Chu Qianchen said, he would respond, as long as Yun Zhan could survive.

Mo Chen leaned over and picked up Yun Zhan, then looked at Yun Hao who was so strong that he was fucked by three steps outside. His eyes were cold, as if he was coming from Hell, and his air was so cold.

Yun Hao shivered by Mo Chen's eyes and said with a thorn in his mouth: "Why, I'm not convinced?! It's because he's useless..."

"Get out of the way." Chu Qianchen still said these words, "Don't block the way."

Now Yun Zhan’s life is the most important thing, and no one has the heart to talk to him.

Mo Chen hugged Yun Zhan and passed by Yun Hao, and followed Chu Qianchen towards Jishitang.

Yun Hao watched them leave with a gloomy face, and he didn't dare to go up and stop them.

He also knew that he was in trouble this time.

If Yun Zhan survived, he would be scolded by his father at worst, but if this person died...

No, he has to go find his father!

Yun Hao hurriedly rode his horse in the other direction with two guards.
Chapter completed!
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