Shenhao: Only one hour of life left at the beginning

Chapter 175

"Corpse poison? What is that thing? Fairy tale fiction stuff? Listening

to Xiao Xiaotian's explanation, Zhao Hongyu was a little confused for a while, these things sounded like a fantasy.

I saw Xiao Xiaotian carefully pricking several silver needles in Director Wu's wind pool cave and temple, stabilizing his trembling body before he was free.

"It's not such a magical thing, the poison in Director Wu, to be precise, is a kind of cheat, it is extracted from an extremely powerful poisonous insect, the cheater will stiffen all over, the muscles tremble and die, like a zombie, so it is also called corpse poison."

After listening to Xiao Xiaotian's explanation, Zhao Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be such a thing, as for poison, although it is rare, it is not unheard of, the ethnic minorities in the mountains are extremely good at using these things.

The production of poison generally requires a lot of energy, and it is generally a chronic poison, so it seems that Director Wu was originally riddled with illness, and his heart was also in this poison, so that Zhao Hongyu couldn't figure out why Director Wu was slandered?

Zhao Hongyu pondered and still couldn't get an answer, so she had to ask Wu Xiaomin if Director Wu had offended anyone in the business field, but she shook her head like a rattle.

Director Wu is a military man and has always developed the habit of being diligent in self-discipline, how can he have a vendetta with anyone?

"Don't guess, when the old man wakes up, there will naturally be an answer, now, keep quiet, I need to concentrate."

Hearing Xiao Xiaotian's words, everyone quickly covered their mouths, for fear that the noise they made would disturb Xiao Xiaotian's nerves.

Xiao Xiaotian took a deep breath, and then quickly connected a few points on his body, these acupuncture points are controlled by people's hearing, and he closed his senses, just to be able to concentrate on healing the old man.

Xiao Xiaotian carefully uncovered the old man's clothes and found that his chest had shown a purple-cyan bruise, and the poison had spread to his heart, and now, what he had to do was to force this poison out of the old man's heart.

Xiao Xiaotian's hand was like electricity, without the slightest hesitation, he had already protected the old man's heart pulse with a silver needle, and then he used the technique of touching the bone, little by little, to guide the poison to the old man's wrist.

When Xiao Xiaotian dragged the poison to the old man's elbow, he found that it seemed to have a thought, and Xiao Xiaotian was out of the strength to eat, but it refused to move.

There was no way, Xiao Xiaotian had to use the silver needle to drive away, took out the silver needle, Xiao Xiaotian pierced the old man's elbow, and at the moment when the silver needle pierced the old man's body, Xiao Xiaotian felt a huge rebound force, and Zhen's head buzzed.

For a while, Xiao Xiaotian was busy sweating, "Damn, let Lao Tzu in!" He gritted his teeth, put his hands together, and with difficulty pierced the first silver needle.

With the first successful experience, the needles in the back are no longer as hard as the first needle, Rao is so, after Xiao Xiaotian successfully pierced all the silver needles to the acupuncture points, he sat on the ground weakly, and kept panting in his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Xiao Xiaotian's tired look, Wu Xiaomin hurriedly came over to help her, he shook his head, then looked at Hu Sijun, and spoke: "See the basin on the table, take it and put it on the ground!"

Hu Sijun did as he said, and then quietly waited on the side, the medical skills Xiao Xiaotian showed today made him marvel, and he felt more and more grateful for the decision he made.

Seeing that everything was ready, with the help of Wu Xiaomin, Xiao Xiaotian slowly stood up, looked around, found a sterilized scalpel in the sterile cabin next to him, and gently cut a small cut in the old man's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Hongyu was startled by Xiao Xiaotian's actions, originally the old man's body was very weak, at this time, Xiao Xiaotian still released his blood, isn't this worse?

"It's okay, I've wrapped the poison around the old man's wrist, now, just drain the poison through the blood, by the way, let people take some plasma to open, the old man has to transfuse blood."

Zhao Hongyu got Xiao Xiaotian's instructions, hurriedly opened the door and ran towards the blood bank, not daring to delay for a moment.

When Zhao Hongyu returned, he saw that the basin on the ground was already mixed with blood, dripping a drop of purple-cyan liquid, and emitting a foul smell, which couldn't help but make him wrinkle his nose, obviously, this was the poison in Xiao Xiaotian's mouth.

When the old man's blood gradually became red, Xiao Xiaotian stopped the bleeding for him, pulled out the silver needle, and handed over the rest of the work to the medical staff, and after the blood transfusion for the old man, he would be fine.

When Zhao Hongyu beckoned the medical staff to enter the guardianship room to transfuse blood for the old man, Xiao Xiaotian couldn't wait to pull Zhao Hongyu to the rooftop on the top floor of the hospital.

"Smoke one?"

Xiao Xiaotian took out the cigarette box and handed one to Zhao Hongyu, but he shook his head, as if thinking about something.

Xiao Xiaotian lit one by himself, and was about to put the cigarette box into his pocket, but Zhao Hongyu stopped him and sighed.

"I didn't expect that it had been almost thirty years, and this day still came."

Zhao Hongyu, who was spitting out smoke rings, seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and he looked at Xiao Xiaotian in front of him with deep meaning, and said something inexplicable.

"Yes, you didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, right?"

After speaking, Xiao Xiaotian opened the sleeve of Zhao Hongyu's right hand, and at his arm, a vicious poisonous gas gathered, exactly the same as the poison in Director Wu's office.

"What's the name of the needle you just used?"

"Silver needle crossing!" Xiao Xiaotian replied flatly, he actually found that something was wrong with Zhao Hongyu at the beginning, until he began to prick needles for the old man, and when he deliberately went to cover the traces of poisonous gas on his arm, he was seen by Xiao Xiaotian.

"Tell me your story!"

"It's all bad fate!"

Zhao Hongyu seemed a little reluctant to open his mouth and said that Xiao Xiaotian did not force him, but learned from his mouth that he and Director Wu were once comrades-in-arms, at that time, he was a military doctor in the army, and once on a mission, all the soldiers in the class were unfortunately killed, and only the two of them escaped.

Xiao Xiaotian knew that the poison on their bodies should have been contaminated at that time, and as for what story there was, Zhao Hongyu would naturally tell him when he wanted to say it.

"By the way, I agreed to your conditions, I hope we can cooperate happily!"

Zhao Hongyu flicked the cigarette butt casually, stretched out his hands, and looked at Xiao Xiaotian with a smile on his face, but for some reason, he suddenly gave a chill.