The two quickly arrived at the hospital, where dozens of big men stood respectfully in the hospital corridor.
"Boss, the old lady's situation is not objective." A younger brother said carefully.
Duan Yuntian glared: "Who asked you to come with so many people? This is a hospital, not a fight with others, so get out of here."
The young man trembled with fright and hurriedly left with his men, leaving only two men at the door to guard the door.
In the ward, an old woman was lying on the bed, extremely weak.
"Mom, don't scare me?" Duan Yuntian squatted in front of the bed with a worried look on his face.
An old doctor with steamed buns and white hair came over.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my mother?" Duan Yuntian asked anxiously.
The old doctor sighed: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."
Duan Yuntian was stunned for a few seconds, then sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, looking at his mother on the bed, tears streaming down his face.
The ward was quiet, no one dared to make any noise.
Qin Feng walked over and said, "Can you let me try."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to feel for the old lady's pulse. Duan Yuntian looked at Qin Feng, wondering what Qin Feng was going to do.
Qin Feng carefully felt his pulse, and after a moment his eyes showed a hint of surprise.
"There is still a glimmer of hope."
Then he turned to the old doctor and said, "Doctor, please lend me a set of acupuncture tools."
"Acupuncture? What do you want to do?" the old doctor asked.
"Of course it's to save people."
All the doctors present were stunned. The old doctor said in disbelief: "You said you wanted to save her?"
Qin Feng said calmly: "Of course, are there other patients here?"
"Nonsense, who are you? You dare to say such arrogant things. All our doctors tried their best and failed to save us. How can you, a layman, do this?"
Qin Feng said in a serious tone: "Please trust me and borrow a set of acupuncture tools, otherwise it will be too late."
A doctor said angrily: "The old lady could have lived for three days, but what if you were killed on the spot? Our hospital cannot bear this responsibility."
All the doctors were laughing at Qin Feng for overestimating his abilities, and some even said that Qin Feng was a madman.
Duan Yuntian looked at Qin Feng in disbelief, and Qin Feng said: "Boss Duan, please let me give it a try."
Seeing the confidence in Qin Feng's eyes, Duan Yuntian shouted to the doctor: "What are you still doing? Do what Qin Feng said."
After a while, the old doctor took out a set of silver needles.
"This is a set of silver needles handed down from my ancestors. They are priceless. If you can save the old woman, I will give this set of silver needles to you."
Qin Feng took out the silver needles and took a look at them. It was indeed a good set of silver needles. Although it was far inferior to his half set of silver needles, it was still a rare good thing.
Qin Feng woke up from a coma three years ago with half a set of acupuncture manuals in his arms, called 'Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate', and seven silver needles.
Although it was only a half-complete set of acupuncture manuals, it was extremely powerful. Qin Feng had used a silver needle to seal Shen Tai's acupuncture points before, so that Shen Tai could persist to the hospital.
Qin Feng found the acupuncture points and inserted the silver needles one by one.
The old doctor looked at Qin Feng's technique and became more and more surprised when Qin Feng inserted the last silver needle.
The old doctor trembled with shock: "This, this is the long-lost 'Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Ghosts'!"
Qin Feng smiled and did not respond, and said to Duan Yuntian: "Boss Duan, please help the old lady up."
Duan Yuntian hurriedly followed the instructions and helped his mother sit on the bed.
Qin Feng rubbed his hands together for a while, and then moved his palms on the old lady's back.
After a while, the old lady coughed violently several times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and her face gradually turned rosy.
After Qin Feng finished the last action, he took off the silver needles from the old lady's body one by one.
After the last silver needle was taken out, the old lady slowly opened her eyes.
"Mom, you finally woke up." Duan Yuntian hugged his mother excitedly.
"What's going on? What are you all watching around me for?" The old lady looked at everyone blankly.
Duan Yuntian said: "Mom, you scared me to death. I thought you would never wake up again. It was Qin Feng who saved you." Duan Yuntian pointed at Qin Feng.
"Oh, I just had a dream. I dreamed that I was pulled back as soon as I crossed the Naihe Bridge."
After several doctors examined the old lady with various instruments, they said in surprise: "The old lady's illness has been completely cured. This is amazing."
All the doctors looked at Qin Feng again, but this time their eyes were full of admiration.
The old doctor was even more excited and murmured: "It turned out to be the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate' that dared to snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell. I actually witnessed this most amazing needle in the world with my own eyes."
Then Pu Tong knelt in front of Qin Feng: "I sincerely ask Mr. Qin to accept me as his disciple." He bowed deeply.
Qin Feng quickly helped the old doctor up: "Old sir, how dare I, Qin Feng, accept your worship? Aren't you trying to hurt me?"
The old doctor said seriously: "In the medical profession, the most capable person is the most important, regardless of age or seniority. I sincerely ask Mr. Qin to accept me as his disciple."
Qin Feng was a little embarrassed. He only knew this one trick, and it was only half acupuncture. He didn't know any other medical skills. How could he be a master?
"Old sir, how dare I, a wild man like me, be your master..."
After Qin Feng explained for a long time, the old doctor regretfully gave up his apprenticeship, but still insisted on giving the set of silver needles to Qin Feng.
At this moment, in the corridor of the hospital, Zhao Kang was holding ginseng and humming a tune as he walked to the ward and was stopped.
Duan Yuntian's two men said coldly: "Get away."
Zhao Kang's face was full of pride, and he even said a little arrogantly: "I'm here to save Mrs. Duan, get out of the way quickly, you can't afford to be late."
The two men looked at each other, thinking that it was a coincidence that this guy appeared just after the old lady was rescued by Qin Feng.
"Our old lady is not sick, just get out of here." One person said angrily.
"Are you not sick? I heard that the old lady has an incurable disease and will die soon. Are you Duan Yuntian's subordinates who dare to stop me from saving people?"
The two men had fierce expressions on their faces: "Damn it, our old lady has just recovered, and you come to curse her. You guys have had enough, right?"
"What! The old lady has recovered." Zhao Kang looked at the two people pressing over him in surprise.
