The Heaven’s Jailer

The crying stopped abruptly!

Mu Xueqing, Mu Zhenghong and his wife, including the doctors and nurses, were all stunned on the spot.

"These silver needles can only suspend the old man's life temporarily, and it will only take two hours at most. I will pick up Li Mengdong and Mr. Li right now. You must not touch the silver needles on the old man." Liu Lang calmly said to Mu Xueqing and Mu Zhenghong and his wife said.

"Mr. Li is in Nanshan?" Mu Xueqing, who had regained her composure, asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's in Nanshan, time is running out, I'll pick him up in person! Don't touch the silver needle on the old man's body." Liu Lang reminded again, and then rushed out.

In fact, there are drivers and cars in the manor, but the time is limited. Now it is the rush hour, and most people drive from here to the place where Li Mengdong lives in Nanshan City. It is difficult to make a round trip in two hours, so we can only Liu Lang went out on his own.

The extended Land Rover shot straight out of the Mujia Manor like an arrow from the string. Liu Lang held the steering wheel with one hand and dialed Li Mengdong's cell phone with the other.

"Old Li, where are you?" Liu Lang asked directly after the call was connected.

"I'm still in Nantah University General Hospital, what's the matter?" Li Mengdong replied.

"You wait for me at the gate of the hospital now. Mr. Mu is dying. I temporarily used acupuncture to hang him for two hours at most." Liu Lang said hurriedly.

"You still know how to use acupuncture to hang your life?" Li Mengdong asked in amazement.

"Old Li, it's life-saving now!" Liu Lang was speechless for a while, "Let's discuss the acupuncture later, you hurry downstairs, I can reach the gate of the Medical University General Hospital in at most 20 minutes."

"Okay, I understand." Li Mengdong also knew that human life was at stake, so he immediately agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Lang directly used the speed of the car to the limit. Fortunately, Liu Lang's control is super strong. Even in a crowded urban area, he can see every stitch. It took only 18 minutes for the extended Land Rover to arrive. The entrance of the Medical University General Hospital.

Li Mengdong was already waiting here, the old man opened the door neatly and jumped into the car.

"Mr. Li, put on your seat belt, we are about to take off." Liu Lang said to Li Mengdong solemnly.

"Take off? Isn't this a car?" Although he didn't understand what Liu Lang meant, Li Mengdong put on his seat belt immediately.

a second later,

Li Mengdong fully understood the meaning of taking off.

The Land Rover shot out like a rocket, and Li Mengdong's little heart almost burst out of fright. Fortunately, he was well maintained. For other people of this age, this might be a heart attack.

On the way, Liu Lang told Li Mengdong about Mr. Mu's situation.

Although he memorized the "Book of the Green Nang" by heart, he has almost zero experience in seeing a doctor. Besides, although the "Book of the Green Nang" was written by the genius doctor Hua Tuo, it is only a mortal medical book after all, and it is impossible to record it. So comprehensive, at least Mr. Mu's strange disease was not recorded in the "Book of Green Bags", so Liu Lang could only temporarily use Tiangang's thirty-six needles to save Mr. Mu's life, and then turn to Li Mengdong for help.

"It may be that Mu Lao's physique is too weak, and he can no longer bear the power of the medicines I prescribed before, so his condition suddenly deteriorated." Li Mengdong thought about it, and said: "If this is the case, we can only treat it from the source. Let’s start, use the treatment method I mentioned before, seal Mu Lao’s meridians with the thirteen needles of Tiangang, and then apply the prescription recorded in the ancient book, the disease will definitely be cured.”

"But, didn't you say that your success rate of using the thirteen needles of Tiangang is extremely low?" Liu Lang doubted.

"Damn, isn't there you?" Li Mengdong couldn't help but swear.

"But that day's thirteen needles, I don't even know which thirteen needles it is!" Although Liu Lang suspected that the thirteen needles of Tiangang mentioned by Li Mengdong might be the incomplete version of the thirty-six needles of Tiangang he had learned, but He didn't know exactly which part was missing, and even if it was the incomplete version of the thirty-six needles, the thirteen needles must have been evolved, because there is no needling method specially used to block the meridians in the thirty-six needles of Tiangang.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you the key points when the needles are applied later. You have played with thirty-six needles so smoothly, and the thirteen needles will definitely be fine." Li Mengdong seemed much more confident than Liu Lang.

"That's Mu Xueqing's grandfather, if something goes wrong..." Although Liu Lang didn't think it was too difficult, he still didn't know what to do.

After all, in the past, he also had the experience of not being able to hit the Zhongji acupoint three times, although, to a large extent, it was due to Hua Bailing's own reasons.

Because Li Mengdong was in the car, Liu Lang slightly controlled the speed of the car. Twenty-five minutes later, the car drove into Mu's Manor.

But it didn't take an hour to go back and forth, which can already be called super fast.

"Old Li, please save my grandfather!" Seeing that Liu Lang really picked up Li Mengdong, Mu Xueqing walked in front of Li Mengdong enduring the pain in her ankle.

Mu Zhenghong and his wife also seemed to see hope, and greeted Li Mengdong expectantly.

Li Mengdong just nodded slightly, then walked quickly to the bed, put his fingers on Mr. Mu's wrist, and three seconds later, he nodded to Liu Lang, "It's indeed that strange disease that broke out."

"Will there be any problems after you take off the life-saving stitches?"

After all, the thirteen needles of Tiangang need to be used to seal off Mr. Mu's meridians. Li Mengdong was worried that there would be conflicts between the two sets of acupuncture. If possible, the life-saving silver needle should be removed first.

"After taking it off, it should last for half an hour." Liu Lang recalled the content of the thirty-six needles in Tiangang, and said very confidently.

"Half an hour? That's enough! I'll go to dispense the medicine first, you get ready, and when I come back, I'll teach you the Thirteen Needles of Tiangang!"

Hearing what Li Mengdong said, Mu Xueqing couldn't help wondering, "Mr. Li, didn't you perform the needle yourself?"

Regarding the thirteen needles of Tiangang, Li Mengdong explained clearly when he came last time.

"If I give acupuncture, the probability of Mr. Mu surviving is no more than 30%, but if it is Liu Lang, there is at least 90% certainty." After Li Mengdong finished speaking seriously, he came to the hospital under the leadership of Mu's servant Go to the pharmacy at the back, the so-called long-term illness becomes a doctor. After Mr. Mu fell ill, a pharmacy was remodeled in the back, with common medicinal materials, just in case, but of course, the poor must not be able to do this.

The medicinal materials of the ancient prescription are not complicated and not hard to find. They are available in the pharmacy. Li Mengdong quickly prepared the medicine, decocted it with water, took the clear liquid, and returned to Mr. Mu's house.

"Let's get started!" Li Mengdong nodded to Liu Lang and said.

Feeling the expectant eyes of Mu Xueqing's family, Liu Lang took a deep breath, opened his palm, and swung in the air in front of Mr. Mu, thirty-six silver needles popped out and flew directly into Liu Lang's hand .