Liu Ming tried to make himself smile kinder so that he could look kinder, but because his smile was too stiff, he seemed a little sarcastic and unhappy.

He greeted Xuanqi with a stern look: "Look at this matter, isn't this flood rushing into the Dragon King Temple? Isn't the whole family aware of the family?" Liu Ming guessed that Xuanqi should be Xue Tiannan's newly accepted disciple, and maybe he was a closed disciple. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so arrogant. Young and frivolous, he would inevitably be arrogant. Even Xue Tiannan dared to do a golden needle to stab the skull.

Liu Ming said to Xue Qidong: "I didn't know everyone's relationship just now, so I was joking with this young man." He pointed to the golden needle in Xuan Qi's hand: "You have to help Xue Guanguan Junior Brother. He took the golden needle to stab the patient in the skull and blood. Isn't this a nonsense? Even Mr. Xue can't do it..." People around him also helped, after all, they were mocking Xuan Qi just now, and they must have taken advantage of this east wind to lower the steps.

Xue Qidong smiled and twitched his head and said, "Yes, my father can't do it..." Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Ming leaned on his seniority and patted Xuan Qi's shoulder and said, "Young people should know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, don't always do whatever you want. This is not good." After that, a smile like a fox flashed across the corner of his mouth: "I originally wanted to join Mr. Xue, but now it seems that he is destined to be together..." As he said that, he shook his head, and the people around him agreed.

After waiting for a joke, Xue Qidong had the opportunity to continue saying: "My father can't do it, but Xuan Qi can do it."

"Xuan Qi?" Liu Ming widened his eyes and looked at Xue Qidong and asked, "Is this Xuan Qi also a national master of Xinglin? A person among the older generation who has the head but no tail?" Even Xue Tiannan, a master of a sect, cannot pierce the acupoints of gold needles, break the skull and blood. This Xuan Qi can do it, and should be an older person than Xue Tiannan. In the medical and artistic circles, there is the same place, the older the experts, the stronger their attainments. Of course, this requires a limit, before this old expert is forgotten.

"He" A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xue Qidong's mouth: "It's not a person who sees the head but the tail." He pointed his hand forward and said, "It's far away in the sky, close in front of him."

"Is it him?" Liu Ming felt that there seemed to be tens of thousands of grass mud horses roaring by his brain. Looking at Xuan Qi, who seemed to be a freshman, and the golden needle with bright light in his hand, he felt that his brain was lacking in oxygen and could not turn around.

"No way?" Wang Tou grabbed his head habitually, looked at Xue Qidong and found that he was very serious and didn't seem to be a joke, so he muttered in a low voice: "Is this the best thing for the better than the better?"

All the experts who watched the fun seemed to be stepped on by an elephant, their eyes were wide open and their chins were almost falling to the ground and hitting their feet. All this was too unbelievable. The contrast between the front and back was too big. From a fool to a good boy with unique skills, it was really a blink of an eye and the old hen turned into a duck.

Xuan Qi always had an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out to pat him on Liu Ming's shoulder: "Since I'm not an outsider, I won't be serious about you. In the future, I don't say sarcastic words and read more. If you are more humble, you will always get benefits..."

The door was pushed open, Xiaowei's face was flushed, and she was holding a copy of the authorization letter in her hand. Xuan Qi took it and handed it to Liu Ming: "Now the patient's family has agreed, and Mr. Xue is helping me with the medical qualification certificate. If you don't object, I will apply an injection to Liang Zimo."

Xue Qidong also felt something was brewing in the air, and couldn't help but say, "Save people like putting out fires. Please stand out two steps first, and wait for the operation to reminisce about the past."

Xiaowei was not polite. She had just seen the faces of these so-called experts. She picked up the disinfectant and kept spraying them, and sprayed them all out in one go.

Liu Ming stood outside in a daze, holding the authorization letter in his hand, blankly as if he was a chicken, embarrassed and helpless. The experts around him were also stunned, and looked around, but the bare Wang Tou said first: "Old Liu, this is a good thing. You are worshipped by Mr. Xue. Even if you are just a disciple, it is a gold medal."

Liu Ming, whose face was already dark, was now even darker as if a plaque of charcoal. His chest was bulging and he pointed at Wang Tou's nose and said, "Are you studying the brain disease? You have become a brain disease, I..."

"Don't get so much fire, things are not as bad as you think." Wang Tou waved his hand and interrupted Liu Ming. Then he continued: "Think carefully. If the golden needle can really suck the blood in the head, then don't use surgery in the future. Then you take the lead and master this technique. We old doctors don't have this skill. Then you won't have the money at that time."

After Wang Tou said this, Liu Ming pondered and thought, while Old Li, who was beside him, said impatiently: "Old Liu, if he really cures Liang Zimo, you can't take this old face. Brothers must help you, I will worship Xuanqi's disciple for you..."

As soon as Lao Li finished speaking, Lao Zhang, Wang and Zheng rushed to say, "I will join you in the disciples of Xuanqi. Good brothers are loyal...

Good guy, the gambling that was originally a humiliating color has become a hot commodity at this moment. Everyone is willing to bear this humiliation, and they have the pride of killing themselves and sacrificing their lives for justice.

Liu Ming in the crowd looked at these loyal old brothers and narrowed his eyes slightly. These were a group of wolves. They all looked like a high-sounding loyalty. In fact, they just wanted to get the benefits. A cloud of anger rose in Liu Ming's heart. He waved his hand and said loudly: "I taste the bitter fruit I planted myself. A man is a real man, and he can't do anything without trust. He can't laugh at you."

There is no loyalty in the eyes of the people around him, and all that is left is ridicule. This bastard really has good luck. This may also be one of the few good opportunities in his life, and it is no better opportunity.

Bad things and good things are just a year. If you change your mood and angle, you will find completely different results. In your eyes, you will see something bad that cannot be bad. Maybe it is a great thing in the eyes of others. When you really encounter something extremely bad, don’t worry. If you think about it from another angle, you may find that things are not that bad, but rather a good thing.

In the ward, Xuan Qi was fully focused and Xue Qidong helped him. Because he had the experience of Xue Chunming last time, he was familiar with it now. Xue Qidong fixed Liang Zimo's limbs, and then took out a neck brace to fix Liang Zimo's neck. Finally, he fixed Liang Zimo's head. After all this was fixed, Xue Qidong took out alcohol to clean Liang Zimo's face and disinfected it, then took out his braces and stuffed them into Liang Zimo's mouth.

After another examination and confirming that nothing was wrong, Xue Qidong took out anesthetic and anesthetized Liang Zimo. The last time he treated Xue Chunming, Xue Qidong accompanied him throughout the process. Afterwards, he felt cold sweat. During the entire operation, he did not anesthetize Xue Chunming. This was unimaginable. As a doctor and an expert in the cerebral neurology, he actually forgot to anesthetize his daughter during the operation. It really happened that concern was a mess.

Xiaowei sat in the corner of the room, silently watching Xuan Qi and Xue Qidong busy, folded her hands and prayed secretly: Zimo, you must be well, you said you want to go to see the sea with me, Zimo, you must be well

Seeing that everything was ready, Xuan Qi crushed a golden needle in his hand and then used Qi identification technique. After seeing the lesion, Xuan Qi made a move like lightning, and a total of three needles were inserted into it to fix the blood in Liang Zimo's left brain. Then three golden needles fixed the blood in Liang Zimo's right brain, and then the critical moment of the last needle.

Xuan Qi is no longer the last Qi-seeding realm, but has reached the Qi-carrying realm. With the experience of the last time, practice makes perfect, and it is naturally extremely convenient to operate. The last hollow golden needle pierces directly into the blood stasis, and the black blood flows out. The lesion decreases at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The oppressed brain nerves returned to normal, and Liang Zimo felt his head drowsy, as if he was drunk, and the whole world was blurred and unreal, as if it was enlarged and deformed by a concave lens. Looking at the chaotic world, Liang Zimo saw his familiar face, and the twisted Xuan Qi was smiling at him.

"What... is this... what's wrong?" Liang Zimo said in just seven words, and felt a headache, his mouth and tongue were dry, and something seemed to be stuffed in his throat tube, which was astringent and hot.

"You woke up, you woke up." Xiaowei burst into tears and cried in great joy. The strong little girl had already planned her future. If Liang Zimo didn't wake up, she decided to take care of Liang Zimo for the rest of her life. Now seeing Liang Zimo awaken, a variety of emotions gathered together for a moment, and tears of joy came out.

The world of young people is simple and cute. Once inexplicable feelings grow, they will love wildly, fiercely, surgingly, and desperately love. Those love stories that have been passed down through the ages, those infatuated men and women who are joyful and joyful, have a hope for the beautiful love and their loyalty to love.

So with the Great Wall of Crying, the Stone of Husband, and the legend of guarding the Cold Kiln for 18 years, these are the ultimate interpretations of love. If Liang Zimo does not wake up, Xiaowei will definitely perform a modern version.

Seeing Liang Zimo awakening, Xuan Qi said nothing. He reached out and patted Liang Zimo's arm, smiled with teeth, and followed Xue Qidong out of the door. Since he was a good brother, he had to leave enough space and distance for the couple to let them speak well and keep warm.

As soon as he opened the door, Xuan Qi was surrounded by experts. Each expert had a hint of anxiety on his face. Liu Ming widened his eyes and looked at Xuan Qi and asked, "Is Liang Zimo awake?" As he said that, he looked in through the open door. Seeing Liang Zimo awakened, all the experts sighed, and then his eyes became bright.
Chapter completed!