The Supreme Spy

Qin Yang was naked, with his needle bag in front of him, a row of needles of different lengths, shining with silver light.

In front of the bed, there were several doctors, including Dr. Alas, who had treated Mrs. Kenrath before, staring at Qin Yang with fiery eyes.

In the eyes of these doctors, Qin Yang is someone who has caused the death of a strange virus. They tried their best but they still couldn't solve it. Now they are helpless, but at this time, Qin Yang actually wants to help himself, and he is confident Look?

With all kinds of high-tech medical equipment, all kinds of high-tech means can't be saved. Qin Yang actually wants to save himself with a few silver needles?

Are you kidding me?

But when Dr. Arras hurried over and waited expectantly for Qin Yang to use the silver needle to save himself, many doctors felt a little weird.

Dr. Alas is a well-known figure in the entire English medical field. He is still helpless after reading all the diagnosis results, but he believes that Qin Yang can save himself?

Qin Yang was very weak. He leaned on the bed and took a deep breath.

The weakened right hand became stable and strong in an instant. It firmly grasped the silver needle, and cleanly pierced the silver needle into its chest.

One, one, another...

Six silver needles, like a circle, are inserted around the heart, like guards guarding the heart.

Qin Yang was already sweating on his forehead, and he folded his fingers and gently bounced the silver needle on his chest.

The silver needle flies like a butterfly.

The surrounding doctors opened their eyes wide. What are they doing?

Is this acupuncture?

What kind of acupuncture is this?

Unheard of unheard of!

A few minutes later, Qin Yang lay down with a sweat. This simple means of controlling six silver needles at ordinary times is extremely difficult for him at this moment. After such a toss, he feels dizzy, as if You must close your breath at any time.

After watching all this with his breath, Alas asked softly, "Mr. Qin, you did this to..."

"Protect the heart, stimulate vitality, and delay the illness!"

Alas looked at the silver needle in Qin Yang's chest with bright eyes: "Can this delay the spread of the virus in your body?"

Qin Yang weakly explained: "I just let the heart beat slower, try to slow down the consumption of my body, also slow down the spread of the virus in disguise, and stimulate the vitality of the heart at the same time. My heart has been in a sudden stop before, but I can't afford it again. , I can only do this now and wait for my master to come over."

Alas had heard Qin Yang talk about his master before, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "How does your medical skills compare to your master?"

Qin Yang smiled: "The difference is too far, I can only be considered a beginner."

Alas’ eyes brightened: "Does your master have a solution to your physical illness?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "I don't know, it should be, but if he can't save me, then no one can save me."

Alas hummed and didn't ask any more: "Then you take a good rest, and if you need help, just speak up."

"Thank you!"

A group of doctors witnessed the whole process and checked Qin Yang’s body indexes. They were shocked to find that Qin Yang’s body functions had declined, but he did not enter the dangerous area, and the decline declined. These index data were It became more stable.

Han Qingqing and Connie guarded Qin Yang's bed, looking at Qin Yang with concern, with worry on their faces.

After leaving the virgin forest and entering the hospital, Qin Yang had been in a coma for two days. In these two days, Han Qingqing and Connie had hardly slept, their expressions looked haggard.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand to hold Han Qingqing's hand and said softly, "Don't be sad, I can't die, you all go to sleep, there are nurses here to take care of me, you don't need to guard me."

Han Qingqing shook his head: "I slept before, it's okay, I am waiting for your master to come over."

Connie encouraged him: "Dear Qin, you must not have an accident. If it is not you this time, I am afraid that none of us can leave the cave alive."

Connie remembered that when everyone left, watching the huge monster climbing up the hillside, she couldn't help feeling a chill in her heart.

If it wasn't for Qin Yang who insisted on leaving early and waiting for a large group of monsters to attack, who would be spared?

Just thinking about the scene where she might be torn into pieces by the ugly monster and swallowed bit by bite, Connie was extremely afraid.

Qin Yang smiled: "I want to live too."

Connie also stretched out a hand, held Qin Yang's other hand tightly, and firmly encouraged: "Qin, you will be fine!"

Qin Yang gave a hum, with a firm expression: "I must be fine."

...

Mo Yu came very quickly, and after 15 hours of Qin Yang talking with him, the plane Mo Yu was on landed at London Airport.

Princess Connie's bodyguard picked up Mo Yu directly at the airport and went directly to the hospital.

When Mo Yu walked into the door, Qin Yang had just woke up shortly after the injection made him extremely tired, coupled with his control of his body functions, this made him even more lethargic.

Qin Yang saw Mo Yu, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"master."

Mo Yu gave a hum, and walked quickly to the hospital bed. Han Qingqing quickly stood up and cried respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Mo."

Mo Yu glanced over Han Qingqing, and looked at Han Qingqing who was haggard, his serious eyes softened a bit.

"You are Han Qingqing, you have been working hard these days."

Han Qingqing shook his head, and immediately asked nervously, "Uncle Mo, Qin Yang's disease, can you treat it?"

Looking at Han Qingqing's extremely nervous expression, Mo Yu showed a two-point smile on his face: "Don't worry, you can't die with me."

Han Qingqing's tight nerves suddenly relaxed. After all, all doctors were at a loss. Mo Yu was already the last straw and the last hope of Qin Zheng's life.

Han Qingqing has been looking forward to Mo Yu's arrival, but she is also worried that Mo Yu will tell her there is nothing she can do when she arrives. This anxiety has been torturing her and hasn't stopped for a moment. Now, hearing Mo Yu say this, her heart is finally lost. Back to the original place.

Mo Yu watched the change of expression on Han Qingqing's face, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com flashed two complicated eyes.

"It's okay, he will be alive and well."

Mo Yu said, sat down in front of Qin Yang, rolled Qin Yang's eyes, looked at his mouth, and then took Qin Yang's hand and began to get his pulse.

"How do you feel now?"

As a doctor and a patient, Qin Yang naturally explained his illness, so that the master knew his condition more clearly.

Mo Yu finished his pulse diagnosis and listened to what Qin Yang said. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Poison enters the six fu organs in Tibet, and it also produces a strange change in your body. It seems that you can only use the method of steaming poison. ."

Qin Yang looked a little confused: "I know the method of steaming poison, but what do you mean by changing?"

Mo Yu had two eyes with surprise: "I am not very clear at the moment, but that kind of change should be a good thing for you, provided that you can make it through. Okay, let him be discharged from the hospital, so there is no need to waste time here. "