The female traffic policeman who rushed over to stop Lingyun from beating people looked blankly at Sun Xing, who was curled up on the ground, with a swollen face like a pig's head, covered in blood, and dying, with a look of shock.

He was so arrogant and domineering just now, and he was beaten by two people in the blink of an eye like a dead dog?

Ling Yun and the little demon girl looked at each other and smiled, walked over to the female traffic policeman on the left and right, and headed straight to the seriously injured and dying old man.

Zhuang Meifeng had already gotten out of the BMW car, and there were a few silver needles inserted on her neck and shoulders. Although it was a bit inconvenient, it did not hinder her movements.

It’s no wonder that Sun Xing chased him from the capital to Qingshui City. Zhuang Meifeng is indeed very ecstatic!

She is about 1.69 meters tall, with a length of burgundy like a waterfall. She has a mature and hot body and a sexy figure that immediately attracts the eyes of passers-by to her.

Zhuang Meifeng looks only twenty years old, with snow-white and crystal skin, her shaved face, tender and tender red lips.

Not to mention her rare and seductive Danfeng eyes, the most attractive thing is her breasts and waist.

Her breasts are perfectly peach-shaped, full and attractive; her waist is a water snake waist that is not enough to hold. She doesn't have to take steps, just stand there quietly and sways the wind and willows, naturally exuding a mature and charming temperament.

With snow-white skin, soul-stirring eyes, perfect breasts like peaches, and eye-catching water snake waist, it has to be said that Zhuang Meifeng has really won the greatest favor of the Creator.

But her arrogant and cold eyes could easily force away the gazes of men who had been caught by her and couldn't help but want to make up for her.

Beautiful and charming! Cold and gorgeous! A stunning beauty!

She first glanced at Sun Xing, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with disgust and fear in her cold eyes.

When he turned to look at Ling Yun again, Zhuang Meifeng's eyes were full of gratitude and worry, and her expression was very complicated.

The people onlookers were talking, and they all said anything.

"Why are students so fierce nowadays? They fight when they say they fight, and they don't even say a word!"

This was shocked by Ling Yun's power to beat someone just now.

"Then grandson deserves to be beaten. He said it himself. The woman didn't like him at all. She drove a car to hit people just for this and injured three innocent people. In my opinion, it would be light to beat him to death!"

This is what I saw that Sun Xing bullying too much and expressed his support for Ling Yun to beat people.

"That's right, I've never seen such an arrogant person. Isn't it just that he is rich and powerful?"

"You really don't know, just look at his car. His dad is definitely better than Li Gangniu..."

This is the whole story of the matter of "My dad is Li Gang".

"Hmph, look at the charming fox look of that woman, she looks like a vixen!"

"While driving a BMW, I guess it's a rich mistress..."

…………This is of course the view of a woman who is envious and jealous of Zhuang Meifeng’s beauty.

Zhuang Meifeng turned a deaf ear to these comments, her expression was indifferent, and she just stared at Ling Yun's back silently in a daze.

Ling Yun squatted in front of the old man and once again unfolded the cowhide bag containing silver needles. He stared at the old man's face changing calmly, clasped his hands together and rubbed them lightly.

"Ning'er, I may have to spend seven or eight minutes this time. During this time, don't let others disturb me."

Ling Yun told the little witch very seriously.

His spiritual energy could not be mobilized, so this time he could only use the Nine Needles of Lingshu to save the old man's life. Ling Yun did not dare to be careless.

"Don't worry, Brother Lingyun, I won't let others disturb you."

Xue Meining knew that the old man was in danger and might stop his heartbeat at any time, so she nodded quickly.

After the hands were rubbed slightly hot, Ling Yun used his hands together, pinched seven or eight silver needles at the same time with his left and right hands. He took the action like lightning and began to pierce the big acupoints around the old man.

The middle-aged surgeon and the male traffic police were right next to the old man. They saw it clearly and were stunned. Is this fat man treating people or doing acrobatics?!

Ling Yun’s technique is really too fast!

Pinch the needle, prick the acupoint, and pull the needle. The whole process is like flowing water!

Ling Yun's hands are much fatter than ordinary people. In theory, he should be clumsy when using needles, but his actions are more skillful than the old embroidery worker who has been embroidering for decades!

In less than three minutes, Ling Yun had already stabbed twenty-seven needles on the old man. Xue Meining was fascinated by the side, and her mouth was so open that she could stuff an egg!

She didn't even dare to blink her eyes, for fear of missing any details.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while inexperienced watch the tricks.

Although Xue Meining does not know how to use Lingshu Nine Needles, she can also use traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture very skillfully. She also recognizes and finds acupoints. The technique of performing acupuncture is definitely the top in the traditional Chinese medicine world.

Therefore, she could probably see that Ling Yun had used the Nine Spike Needles three times in a row.

The first time is to help the elderly stop bleeding completely, the second time is to help the elderly strengthen their hearts, and the third time is to help the elderly to calm their energy.

Ling Yun exhaled a long breath and the old man's fortune was saved.

But this is not the key.

Ling Yun knew that the elderly’s internal injuries and broken ribs were not enough to cause trouble. The real trouble was that the elderly had damaged their brains.

If the old man saves his life, but is just a vegetative person or a paralyzed person, what's the use?

Ling Yun raised his elbow and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His expression was extremely solemn, and he pinched out nine silver needles from the needle bag.

Shuigou point, Yingxiang point, Sibai point, Chengqi point, Qingming point, Zanzhu point, Yintang point, Touwei point...

Eight silver needles slowly penetrated.

"This... is all about the head!"

"This kid is so bold!"

…………

Turning his ears to the exclamations and praises of the people around him, Ling Yun calmed down and pinched a four-inch silver needle slowly into the old man's Baihui acupoint!

The Nine Needles of Lingshu, the last slap, and the most critical slap!

"Still halfway in!"

"Oh my God, what is he going to do? If you stab me like this, the good man will be stabbed to death!"

Another exclamation!

"Don't shout randomly! Just be quiet, don't affect his injections!" Xue Meining was shocked, but she did not forget to sing to the people around her.

Baihui point, as the name suggests, is the intersection of hundreds of meridians and this, and the meeting of hundreds of meridians is the main source of all diseases!

How important is this place?

Even his grandfather had to think about it repeatedly and be extremely cautious when he wanted to apply an acupoint. However, Ling Yun did not hesitate and stabbed it as soon as he should!

How much confidence and courage does this require?

Xue Meining knew that he had reached the most critical moment when he looked at Ling Yun's solemn expression. Of course, he didn't want him to be disturbed.

In fact, she was too worried. Ling Yun would not be affected by everything around her, and his Nine Spirit Spike Needles had been used.

"Huh... it's quite successful! This old man wakes up and heals his injuries and will be fine."

Ling Yun sat down on the ground and used the Nine Lingshu needles four times in a row, which also made him exhausted.

"Brother Lingyun, are you okay?"

Xue Meining wiped Ling Yun's sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Ling Yun glanced at Xue Meining, stood up and said.

"Please stay, young man!"

The middle-aged doctor saw Ling Yun stand up and thought he was about to leave after saving the person, so he hurriedly called him.

"What's up?"

Ling Yun has a good opinion of this doctor who took the initiative to stand up to save people.

"I am a surgeon at Jiangnan Provincial Hospital. My name is Zhong Qingshan. This is my business card."

Zhong Qingshan walked to Lingyun, reported to his house, and took the initiative to hand over a business card.

Ling Yun took it, looked down at the words "Surgical attending physician of Jiangnan Provincial Hospital, Doctor..." on the business card, nodded, and asked, "So it's Dr. Zhong, is there anything you have to do?"

"Young man, you should be a Chinese medicine practitioner? I see that you have excellent medical skills and want to get to know you. I wonder if you can give me a contact information?"

Zhong Qingshan spoke out loud.

Although Zhong Qingshan is a modern Western medicine, he is definitely not aware of traditional Chinese medicine.

Ling Yun just bandaged the wounds on the two little girls, corrected them, and continued the broken bones. He used a few silver needles to wake Zhuang Meifeng up from the coma, and then pulled the seriously injured and dying old man back from the front of the gate of hell like a performance. In about ten minutes, four wounded people with different injuries and injuries were treated in a row!

This medical skills are so amazing!

If you can do this, let alone Zhong Qingshan, even if Zhong Qingshan searched all the famous doctors he knew, he couldn't find one!

That's why he started to make friends.

"Contact information?" Ling Yun suddenly became a difficult problem.

He doesn’t have a cell phone, so where can I leave contact information for Zhong Qingshan?

"Well, Dr. Zhong, I don't have a cell phone..." Ling Yun told the truth.
To be continued...