My Sister is Tianzun

The old man Qiao is indeed dead, but the death of the old man is not the exhaustion and decline of the organism, which makes Chen Ze less troublesome.

The inner breath has been initially prying into the mystery of the heaven and the earth, and the inner breath that has been repaired can nourish the cells and make people live longer. And Chen Ze is now in the Qi Entraining Realm, which belongs to the second small realm of the Innate Great Realm. The True Qi formed by the inner breath is more effective on nourishing cells. There are only a few strong air-entraining people on the planet, all of whom are over one hundred and fifty years old.

If someone who has spied on the great congenital realm knows that he is nourishing the body for a disabled old man with such precious qi, he will definitely be scolded to death. True Qi, even if it is injected into an ordinary martial artist's body one by one, it will greatly increase his cultivation.

The two people here only saw Chen Ze walking around the old man, and a needle would drop after a few seconds of moving his finger on his body. In this way, more than 60 needles were dropped in just three to five minutes. The densely packed look messy, even if it was Ying Yuancheng who had some knowledge of the human body meridian, he couldn't understand it.

But no matter how fancy Chen Ze was, the old man did not respond as before. Ying Yuancheng shook his head coldly and sighed deeply.

In another few minutes, Chen Ze, who was spinning around the old man, had already dropped 120 needles. It was as if he suddenly went around behind the old man Qiao, touched his middle back with two fingers, and poured the true energy in his body without reservation. .

"Mr. Qiao, I have to remind you that we are not shooting TV. Medical science is rigorous, not those illusory film and television dramas. It can be brought back to life with a little bit of internal force." Ying Yuancheng finally couldn't help but speak.

Qiao Mingliang stared at Chen Ze, and saw that his forehead was already covered with sweat. This was not a pretense. Looking down at his father's body, his heart trembled suddenly, "Professor Ying, look at the face of the old man."

Ying Yuancheng noticed that his bloodless face had become ruddy after his death.

This is impossible!

Ying Yuancheng's breathing became disordered in an instant. He could not help but take two steps closer to Chen Ze, who was originally only handing the needle to him, carefully studying the situation of the old man. I found that his chest began to rise and fall faintly at some point, it was clearly breathing!

Whoosh!

A needle on the top of Qiao's head suddenly shot, and it was inserted halfway into the roof. A blood sword spewed out, and Qiao Mingliang's expression changed drastically: "Chen Xiaoyou, this is..."

"The congestion in the aorta of the old man's brainstem, if it is not cleaned up now. Even if the old man is resurrected, his body will have movement and language barriers due to nerve compression." Chen Zedao.

Qiao Mingliang was a little relieved now. At this moment, his hopeless heart became active, and everyone in the Qiao family guarding outside the door was also extremely anxious. It's a sigh that the door of the ward is just such a big window, which happened to be blocked by Qiao Mingliang.

Chen Ze's hands began to tremble, and sweat rolled down his cheeks. There is little zhenqi left in his body. Fortunately, the vital signs of the old man have begun to recover, "Professor Ying, help withdraw the needle!"

"This... I'm not a Chinese medicine doctor, I don't know how to withdraw it." At this moment, the old expert who has been in the mind and brain for many years is at a loss.

"There is no order, pull it down!" Chen Ze shouted loudly, feeling that he could not hold it any longer.

The brave character of Qiao Mingliang's soldier was instantly manifested, stepping over and reaching out. Upon seeing this, Ying Yuancheng no longer hesitated, and followed up with the needle. It took Chen Ze about ten minutes to drop the needle, and the two of them pulled it out in twenty seconds.

Chen Ze suddenly stopped at this time, and then slapped Mr. Qiao on the back.

call…

The old man, who had bowed his head, suddenly raised his mouth and panted, his chest rising and falling.

"dad!"

Qiao Mingliang helped his father, and the Qiao family who was lying outside couldn't help but rush in.

Ying Yuancheng was squeezed behind in an instant, but he still couldn't believe what he saw. After the old man Qiao was admitted to the hospital, he took over the treatment, and he even watched the old man take his last breath and confirmed the death diagnosis after repeated confirmation.

Even now he can use his personality and medical qualifications as a guarantee, the old man is definitely dead.

But who would have thought that this young man should have such a great ability to really save the dead.

He looked at it, and Chen Ze leaned weakly against the wall. Ying Yuancheng walked over to help Chen Ze, "I'm taking it."

The three words come from the heart and soul.

Chen Ze smiled lightly: "Professor Ying, let's go outside first and leave this to the Qiao family."

"good."

The old man on the hospital bed opened his mouth and took a few breaths, and his breathing finally stabilized. Then he slowly opened his eyes and saw everyone in the Qiao family speak softly: "What happened, where am I?"

"Dad, you are fine." Qiao Mingliang blinked and turned his head to squeeze the tears from his eyes.

"Grandpa, you really came alive. It's great, it's really great." Qiao Honglang rushed to the ward, where a young man knelt and cried.

Elder Qiao probably guessed what was going on, after all, he was old, and he had already anticipated this kind of thing.

"Things that are not promising, cry or cry, am I still alive." Old man Joe scolded.

How could Qiao Honglang take care of this, "Grandpa, you are dead once, Professor Ying has even signed the death certificate. If it weren't for the genius doctor that the second sister got back to life, I would really not see you."

"Yes, Dad, Hong Lang didn't lie. Thanks to the little genius doctor this time!" Qiao Ming said in his favor.

Qiao's family, including Qiao Yanfei, discovered that they had forgotten their greatest benefactor because they were only happy and excited. They all looked back and found that there was no one in the ward.

Qiao Yanfei only noticed how misbehaving Qiao's family was. She patronized and wandered around the old man, forgetting the great benefactor who had taken care of the rescue.

She hurried out. Chen Zegang sat in the lounge chair in the corridor and heard Ying Yuancheng's admiring voice: "Mr. Chen, you really opened my eyes today. Bringing back from the dead, how many doctors dream of magic skills!"

Chen Ze laughed tiredly and said: "Professor Ying's second praise, there is no resurrection in this world, it's just that Mr. Qiao still has a trace of life."

Chen Yun wiped the sweat for her younger brother distressedly, and kept saying, "I really don't know how to cherish myself, so hard for me."

"It's not the trouble you caused." Chen Ze retorted.

Ying Yuancheng said: "Mr. Chen, how should Mr. Qiao's body be treated later?"

"I have stopped the cerebral hemorrhage, and I need to stay in bed for a period of time. Your hospital can follow the normal procedure for treatment." Chen Ze was too tired, leaning on a chair and wanted to rest.

At this time, a nurse said timidly: "Mr. Chen, it's really you!"

Chen Ze was more surprised, and Chen Yun was even more different. Turning to see this little nurse is tender and white, absolutely a little beauty, I can't help but wonder, when does my brother hook up with a nurse again?