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Chapter 102: Help the Doctor(1/2)

As it turns out.

Zhang Xiaobei's judgment is correct.

As the silver needles were getting darker and darker, the black gas released from Zhou Jiahui's body became less and less.

Gradually.

All the silver needles turned black.

Then no black gas was released from Zhou Jiahui's body.

Zhang Xiaobei knows it.

The effect of Xuantian Resurrection Needle has reached its limit!

It was indeed forced out some of the black air.

But the black gas remaining in Zhou Jiahui's body should be more!

Only by clearing all the black gas.

Maybe Zhou Jiahui can wake up!

Thinking of this.

Zhang Xiaobei frowned, then looked at Song Qingshan and said, "Help me up, I'll check it out!"

Song Qingshan hurried forward to support him, and the two came to Zhou Jiahui's side.

After the treatment of Xuantian Resurrection Needle.

Zhou Jiahui's complexion has indeed improved a little.

But she was still in a deep sleep, without any movement!

Zhang Xiaobei frowned, and was about to reach out and pull out a completely black silver needle to study it.

But as soon as his fingertips touched the silver needle, they immediately bounced open.

Because the black silver needle was like ice at this moment.

Just a touch lightly, I felt a biting chill and my whole body was trembling involuntarily.

This made Zhang Xiaobei's face suddenly hard to see.

What exactly is the black gas just now?

How could it be so powerful that it can contaminate silver needles specially used for acupuncture to such extent.

This is really weird!

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"

Han Tiancheng also hurriedly walked up, looked at Zhang Xiaobei, and asked with concern.

"Touch the silver needle!"

Zhang Xiaobei pointed to the silver needle on Zhou Jiahui's body.

Han Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, but he still walked forward and gently touched one of the completely black silver needles with his hand.

"hiss!"

Suddenly.

Han Tiancheng took a breath of air conditioning, quickly took several steps back, and said in shock: "My goodness, why is it so cold? It feels colder than ice. It's just a biting chill!"

"Mr. Zhang, what's going on?"

Song Qingshan, who was supporting Zhang Xiaobei, also asked with confusion.

"Things are beyond my control. I need to ask my master!"

Zhang Xiaobei frowned and said with a serious expression.

Obviously, this disease is no longer something he can cure, so he plans to report this situation to the Medical Saint to see if there is any method for the Medical Saint.

"Your master?"

Han Tiancheng and Song Qingshan were both stunned.

After all, Zhang Xiaobei's medical skills are enough to be called a miracle doctor.

What a powerful figure will Zhang Xiaobei’s master be?

Thinking of this.

The two of them also looked at each other, both of whom were shocked from each other's eyes.

Zhang Xiaobei didn't say anything, took out his cell phone and took a photo of Zhou Jiahui, especially those black silver needles. He also took a photo clearly, then looked at Song Qingshan and Han Tiancheng and said, "I'll go out and come back later!"

After saying that.

Zhang Xiaobei walked out of the room with his tired body.

After coming outside.

Zhang Xiaobei found a corner without anyone, then opened WeChat, found the avatar of the Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing, and clicked on a private chat.

He sent the photos he took to the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, and roughly described the actual situation so that the medical saint could see what was going on.

After a while, the Medical Saint replied to Zhang Xiaobei's news.

Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing: Is this... Yin Qi entering the body?

Yin Qi enters the body!

Zhang Xiaobei was stunned and quickly sent a message and asked: Senior, what is the situation of this yin energy entering the body? Isn’t it a disease?

Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing: How to say this? It is considered a disease, not a disease. The so-called yin energy entering the body is actually because there is a demonic object attached to the woman. Over time, the yin energy carried by the demonic object itself invades the woman's body, causing the yin energy in the woman's body to be too strong and the yang energy is weak, destroying the balance of yin and yang, and thus falling into a deep coma!

After reading the reply from the Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing.

Zhang Xiaobei also shivered involuntarily.

A demonic thing?

Yin Qi?

Could it be... a ghost?

Thinking of this.

Zhang Xiaobei suddenly felt a numbness in his scalp and asked: Senior, is this evil thing you are talking about? Could it be a ghost?

Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing: It may be a ghost, or something may become a spirit. In short, judging from the photos you sent, this dirty thing still has some practice, otherwise the yin energy would not be so strong, and it would pollute the silver needle that specializes in evil spirits. Therefore, if it is a ghost, it is very likely that it is still a fierce ghost!

A ghost!

Zhang Xiaobei was almost so scared that he sat on the ground.

I'm good!

Do you want to play so big?

As soon as I came up, the whole evil spirit played with me.

This joke is not funny at all!

Zhang Xiaobei took a deep breath and then asked: Senior, according to your opinion, do you have to get rid of the dirty thing that possessed her if you want to cure this woman's illness?

Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing: Yes, only by removing the dirt and using the Xuantian Resurrection Needle to clear away the remaining yin energy in his body, the condition will naturally be cured!

After reading the news.

Zhang Xiaobei shook his head bitterly and smiled.

What are you doing?

I am just a child.

I came here today just to see a doctor.

You have to catch the ghost first?

This is not my strength either!

Thinking of this.

Zhang Xiaobei's heart had already begun to give in.

What a joke.

That's a ghost.

With his current strength, do you dare to challenge the evil spirit?

That's not allowed to be arranged clearly?

He was just here to save people, but he didn't want to pay his life.

Although it is said well.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
To be continued...
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