"puff"

The blood column suddenly spurted out, spilling Jiang Shaotian all over his body. In an instant, he dyed the sterile surgical gown red, almost making his eyes fascinated.

"Oh no, the blood flows so hard that the golden needle can't hold it..."

Jiang Shaotian dared not wipe the blood sprayed in his eyes with his hands. He tried hard to open his eyes and saw a stream of blood gushing out of the patient's body wildly.

His method of applying an injection to prevent blood circulation has failed. If the blood is not forced to stop it within three minutes, the patient will definitely die!!

Jiang Shaotian had no time to think too much, condensed all the true energy and righteous energy in his body, wrapped the two airflows on the patient's body, and forcibly inhaled them into the Nigong Wan in the middle of Mei.

Then he activated the golden needle and stabbed the remaining seven or eight golden needles around his heart, surrounding his heart that was spitting blood like a vegetable field.

"...I am not rushing to the battle, combined with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the Samadhi of the Three Worlds—" Jiang Shaotian recited the first level of Vajrasattva mantra, and whispered the handprint of the Unmoved King of Ming Dynasty, shouted, "Stop!"

"Puff~Puff"

The blood paused for a few seconds and then gushed out again.

"Didi"

The patient's breathing became weaker and weaker, and the heart monitors on the side were almost in a straight line.

His face was whiter than the dead fish, and his body gradually became colder. Jiang Shaotian seemed to see the black and white impermanence appearing at the door of the operating room.

Jiang Shaotian once again concentrated his energy and forcibly activated his true energy and noble energy, and even sacrificed all his merits.

He wanted to temporarily refine the black gas at the Nigong Wan on his eyebrows, and then convert it into his own power to bless Taoist techniques to stop bleeding and rejuvenate.

However, it seems that there is a powerful force to stop him. No matter how lucky he is, he will not be able to break through the invisible shackles.

Seeing that the patient's breathing is about to stop and the blood is flowing faster and faster, it seems that it is about to flow dry. If you continue like this, your heart meridians will be damaged.

In desperation, Jiang Shaotian quickly sang with the Great Vajra Wheel Handprint based on the memory in his mind, saying: "The merits and Dharma of the Wuliang Heavenly Lord, the second level of the realm, the soldiers, the three generations of Jiemo, the heart mantra of the Ming King of the Three Generations...

"break!!!"

With his roar of all his strength, the golden needle on the patient's body shook violently, and then a ball of evil aura emerged from the top of his head. The endless blood flowing wildly could not condense and his heart stopped beating.

Jiang Shaotian quickly sacrificed the panacea box, took out the mutton fat jade bottle, poured out a pill, crushed it, and evenly sprinkled it on his wound.

The elixir powder changes when it encounters blood, and then condenses into a red film covering the artery fissure. Then the fissure gradually disappears, and is replaced by an intact artery blood vessel.

The blood finally stopped, and the heart monitor also rang again with a "drip~drip~drip".

"Huh~"

Jiang Shaotian used his last bit of strength to retract the golden needle. After seeing his heart recovered from normal beating, he collapsed on the floor. His face was pale and sweating like rain. His whole body felt as if he was being thrusted and his body was so painful and exhausted.

Just now, when he had no choice but to do anything, he calmed down and boldly practiced the second level. Unexpectedly, he was forcibly broken through by himself!!

The power of the second level is much stronger than that of the first level, and it also has the vitality of prolonging life and returning to children, which coincides with the patient's situation. "Hu~ Hu~"

Jiang Shaotian leaned against the wall, exhaling heavily, and his surgical gown was soaked in sweat. Fortunately, he was full before coming in, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand it. It was so exhausting and he never felt so tired.

After a long time, he forced himself to get up from the ground, and then trembled with the wall and walked towards the door of the operating room.

"Cruff"

The moment Jiang Shaotian dragged his tired body and pushed the door open, the crowd standing outside the door suddenly turned around and rushed towards him.

"How is the patient...?"

"Did that bullet be taken out? How did you stop the bleeding?"

"You...why are your face and your body covered in blood? Is the patient already..."

When Dean Xu and others saw him in such a miserable appearance, they all thought the operation had failed, especially Vice President Jiang, who had returned home, was so anxious that he was about to jump into his feet and curse.

"The patient...is fine!"

Jiang Shaotian said weakly, then pulled off the bloody mask and showed a winning smile. Two rows of white teeth shone under the bright light.

"What? My brother is fine?"

"Ha! It's okay! I knew he could get through it, hahaha!"

Seven or eight strong men gathered together and cried in silence. If the nurses had not tried their best to stop them, they would have rushed into the operating room.

"Go back and have a good rest. I will win you a fame this time!"

Dean Xu patted his shoulder with gratitude, turned around and went into the operating room with the doctors to do postoperative work.

"It doesn't matter whether it's fame or fame or fame, life is the most important thing! Dad, mom, are you right? I told you that I just experienced a life-and-death game with the patient, but I succeeded! Hey, dad, I succeeded!!"

Jiang Shaotian murmured to himself as he looked at the moonlight outside the window, and then dragged his weak legs to the bathroom...

When those men who were crying with joy came to their senses and wanted to thank him, where was his shadow? He had already taken a taxi home.

The condition of the special patient has been completely controlled and very successful!

At the same time, all the doctors in the operating room were shocked, especially Fang Hong. The first person he rushed into the operating room was to see how Jiang Shaotian used to take out the bullet.

However, he was disappointed! No one could see that!

All they could see was blood all over the ground, and in addition, it was still blood all over the ground! Even the patient's whole body was "painted" with bright red blood, so that he could not see his original appearance!

"This, it is obviously a life-and-death game that has been snatched back from the King of Hell. It's amazing! It's so magical! Without surgery, you just use a golden needle to take the bullet to stop the bleeding! Fang Hong, we are convinced!"

Fang Hong picked up the bullet on the ground and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Vice President Jiang's mouth twitched for a moment, his expression was extremely unnatural, and then he left silently.

"Immediately clean the patient's body, change into the patient's gown, and then push him to the intensive care unit. After all the evaluation and examination reports are released tomorrow, we will decide whether to change him to the general ward."

After Dean Xu arranged the work, he hurriedly left.

When Jiang Shaotian was fighting with the God of Death alone, it was not easy for him to live outside. Because of his high concentration, his head hurts a little now, but he can't go home to rest, and he has to call his superior to report the matter...

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Shaotian finally returned to this empty home with relief.

The nights on the old street are very cold. Since a night market was opened on the street next door, it has become even more deserted.

Many indigenous people who set up stalls to sell barbecue and spicy skewers have moved their positions to the downtown area, which has made the originally deserted old streets more and more cold!

Jiang Shaotian just packed a bowl of beef noodles when he passed the night market on the way home.

He was so hungry that he didn't want to eat anything other than sautéing the noodles. After sautéing the noodles, he felt stronger, so he quickly closed the door and went to the terrace on the second floor to bask in the moon.

"It's really strange. When I had no choice but to do anything at the last moment, I was in a hurry to let go of everything and actually broke through the second level..."

Jiang Shaotian crossed his legs, pinched the lotus hand gesture, sat upright on the terrace on the second floor, carefully recalling what happened an hour ago. The more he thought about it, the more incredible it felt.

"Who is this man?" Jiang Shaotian closed his eyes and thought hard, wanting to find out his true identity.

It's strange that this person has a lot of resentment, but his merits are also very good. Moreover, his merits alone can be even more than those of Miss Chen, Aunt Hao, Xiaoying, and others, otherwise he would not have forced himself to break through the second level.

Jiang Shaotian instantly became curious about the man who was shot. After all, this man was the most dangerous and meritorious patient he had ever met.

If it weren't for him, I'd probably take some time to break through the second level. Since I have made a forced breakthrough, then practice the black energy and righteous energy of Nigong Wan in Mei.

"The merits and Dharma of the Infinite Heavenly Lord, the second level of realm, descending to the three generations of Jiemo, descending to the three generations of Mingwang mantra……”

Jiang Shaotian flew into pieces of hand gestures and recited a spell to release the black and white air from the Nigong Wan in the middle of his eyebrows, then activated the true energy to surround it, and forcibly squeezing the two airflows into his white light...

The night was cold, the moonlight was like water, and there was silence around it. Only the dogs walking at night barked and ran around in the back alley, making harsh sounds.

After a long time, as the black and white light around him gradually dissipated, a wisp of blue smoke emerged from Jiang Shaotian's head, and he suddenly felt energetic and energetic.

There was also a ball of heat lingering between the dantian, and the bones and meridians in the body were also making various "crackling" sounds. This felt the same as when I was hit by the rain in my dream last time, but it was not that painful.

"Hu~Hu"

After Jiang Shaotian practiced all the energy in his dantian, he opened his mouth and spit out a pure blue mist. This is the power of the second level of the merit and Dharma of the Wuliang Heavenly Lord.

There are nine levels of merit and virtues of the Infinite Heavenly Lord. The power of each level and the color of light emitted are different. According to records, the ninth level is the most difficult to break through. The so-called nine-nine return to one, and the infinite success will cause earth-shaking changes in the whole person.

"But that's the future. Just the second level of realm almost killed me, let alone the third level."

Jiang Shaotian collected his martial arts, moved his extremely comfortable muscles and bones, stood up and looked at Jiang He in the back alley and said.
Chapter completed!