At this time, Jiang Tianhe looked at Gu Chen with half-belief and asked softly: "Master Gu, this..."

"Fix his hands and feet on the hospital bed, once the Tai Chi Yin Yang acupuncture is applied, and the needle is withdrawn halfway, then wait for you to accept his life!"

Gu Chen said softly without any intention of stopping.

"Okay! I'll tie him to the bed right away!"

Jiang Tianhe didn't dare to be negligent, although he felt that he had been tricked by Gu Chen, but now he could only choose to trust him.

Finally, he found two ropes and tied him to the hospital bed. Outside the ward, many people were already attracted by Jiang Feng's screams like killing a pig.

"What are you looking at! Get the hell out of here!"

Jiang Tianhe really couldn't find where to vent his anger, and directly shouted angrily at the group of people outside the door.

At this time, Jiang Feng on the bed was quiet for a few seconds, and then began to tremble all over again.

"Cold! So cold! So cold, I'm going to freeze to death! I'm going to freeze to death!"

When Jiang Tianhe heard his son say it was cold, he quickly turned on the heater to the maximum, but Jiang Feng was still shivering from the cold, and even the area between his brows was frozen!

"Son, do you feel..."

He just reached out to touch Jiang Feng, and he immediately withdrew his hand from the cold. The temperature was probably only twenty degrees below zero!

Touch Jiang Feng's body, it's as cold as a corpse, no! This corpse is not as cold as his current body!

The Tai Chi Yin-Yang Needling Method is to make people alternate between Yin and Yang, put them in the flames at one moment, and under the ice at the same time. The only short-term gasp is the short 30 seconds of the alternation of Yin and Yang!

Seeing that Jiang Feng was about to die from the cold, Gu Chen immediately began to use the Yang needle again, and directly threw him into the stove again.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

"Cold and cold!"

"hot!"

"cold!"

In this way, it takes at least a hundred times to repeat it, and Gu Chen's technique is slowed down.

A normal person would usually be able to close the needle after seven to forty-nine stitches, but he had more than a hundred stitches on Jiang Feng.

Anyway, no one else knows!

Jiang Tianhe looked at the time on the phone, and it turned out that only eight minutes had passed since Gu Chen gave the needle.

These few minutes may be the slowest few minutes he has hurried through!

"Miracle Doctor Gu, this... isn't over yet?!"

Gu Chen turned his back to him and chuckled lightly: "What's the rush?! We agreed on ten minutes, then ten minutes, I promise I won't torture him too much, no, just treat him for one more minute!"

"Torture?!"

The corner of Jiang Tianhe's mouth twitched slightly and smiled wryly.

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