Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 740: The medical technique of bringing the dead back to life
Chapter 740 The medical skill of bringing the dead back to life
The soldier stopped subconsciously, and looked at the white raccoon blankly.
Yan Hongtian and Yan Changzhuo also looked at the white raccoon without knowing why.
The white raccoon didn't explain, and went directly to examine the sore-covered corpse.
First she rolled the man's eyelids, only to see that the whites of the eyes were thick yellow, she frowned unconsciously, and then touched his neck veins.
The hands were all uneven, sticky and rotten sores, but she didn't mind it, and touched it carefully for a long time before the brows loosened.
"Put him down." The voice was still cold, not impatient.
The soldiers paused again, and looked at Yan Hongtian in embarrassment for an instant.
Yan Hongtian's eyes lit up, as if seeing hope, he said to the two soldiers, "Let's put it down soon."
Yan Hongtian spoke, but the two soldiers dared not obey, so they immediately put down the stretcher.
The white raccoon took out his golden needle from the storage ring, then squatted down, and began to stick the needle.
Seeing the strange movements of the white raccoon, the plague patients who were waiting to die in a daze, all looked over at the same time.
Everyone is dead, so what's the use of her needle now?
Yan Hongtian looked at the white raccoon nervously, he desperately hoped that she could save this person, not only because of what happened yesterday, but also because if he could really be saved, then all the plague patients here would have hope of survival.
Yan Changzhuo also watched the white raccoon's movements without blinking. I heard that he was also lifeless at that time. Plague.
Mo Beichen stood aside, silently handing the golden needle to Bai Li while wiping her sweat.
Yan Changzhuo stared blankly at Mo Beichen, he had noticed this man just now.
He is very good-looking, even better-looking than her. Although he has never seen him make a move, he has an intuition that he must be very powerful, even the kind that can cover the sky with one hand.
He wiped her sweat earnestly, but she was the only figure in those deep eyes, as if she was his everything.
This time, the white raccoon took a long time to get the needles, and he was very serious. He spent a full hour on the needles, and finally stopped after using all the golden needles.
Yan Hongtian looked at the man tied into a hedgehog, frowned slightly, and moved his lips as he wanted to ask something, but there was no sound.
After the needle was done, the white raccoon took the man's pulse again, and found that there was still no pulse, and his face changed slightly.
Seeing that the man still did not wake up, Yan Hongtian became a little anxious.
Can't even she save this man?
The white raccoon frowned and glanced at the man, then suddenly clenched his fist and hammered at the man's chest.
With a "bang", the man's stiff body bounced upwards in inertia.
The action of the white raccoon frightened everyone, not only Yan Hongtian and Yan Changzhuo were dumbfounded, but also the plague sufferers.
What is she doing? Everyone is dead, how can she beat people?
The white raccoon ignored the doubtful and puzzled eyes of those people, and continued to hit the man's chest intently.
The sound again and again seemed to knock on the hearts of those suffering from the epidemic, gradually making them feel sad and indignant.
They are pitiful enough, why don't these people let them go?
"Don't spoil him." A patient with a milder condition stood up tremblingly, angrily rushed forward to stop the white raccoon, but was stopped by the two soldiers.
The soldiers did not receive Yan Hongtian's instructions, and they acted completely subconsciously.
Although they didn't understand what she was doing, they had an intuition that this masked girl was not harming anyone.
Although Yan Hongtian and Yan Changzhuo didn't know why the white raccoon did this, they also believed in the white raccoon.
Yan Hongtian and the others understand the white raccoon, but those plague patients don't. Seeing the white raccoon still beating the man, they immediately became agitated.
"Don't spoil him, let him die in peace." Another plague yelled.
"It's safe in the ground, it's safe in the ground..."
Although the plague patients were weak, their voices were extremely agitated because of grief and anger.
The patients with a slightly more serious condition staggered out when they heard the movement outside.
Even Yi'er endured the pain and ran out to watch the excitement.
The doctors who were dispensing the medicine here also ran out in a hurry when they heard the sound.
Seeing the action of the white raccoon, the doctors were all shocked.
It looked like she was saving people, but they had never seen such a way of saving people.
The plague patients did not have the knowledge of the doctors, and when they saw the beating action of the white raccoon, they became excited instantly.
"What are you doing? Don't you think we are not miserable enough? Since we can't tolerate us, why don't you kill us all? Why do you want to spoil us like this." A young plague patient shouted impassionedly.
He really doesn't want to live anymore. Originally he had a great future, but now he is waiting to die every day, and now he is being bullied by others. Instead of living like this hopeless, it is better to die simply.
"Kill us and let him rest in peace." The young man's words instantly resonated with everyone, and they all rushed towards the white raccoon while shouting.
Mo Beichen's eyes froze, and a chill was released instantly.
Yan Hongtian was startled, and immediately looked at Mo Beichen imploringly and said, "Master Mo."
They were also forced by this epidemic, and they did not have any malicious intentions.
Mo Beichen glanced at Yan Hongtian coldly, then looked away.
Yan Hongtian felt relieved, and immediately yelled, "Don't make noise, anyone who wants to die, the city lord will kill him now."
Yan Hongtian's opening was really effective, and those plagued by the plague didn't dare to move forward in an instant. Although they were still angry with the white raccoon's actions, they had to worry about their city lord.
The city lord is not afraid of the risk of being infected these days. He stays with them in the epidemic area every day, asks the doctor to dispense medicine for them, and tries his best to save them. Still alive, they all follow the Santo forever.
I don't know if it was affected by the words of those plague patients, or because I was too tired from knocking, the white raccoon's white forehead was covered with fine sweat, but the man still didn't respond at all.
But she didn't give up, she still persistently knocked on the man's chest.
Looking at the sweat on the white raccoon's forehead, Mo Beichen frowned imperceptibly, and said, "Let me do it."
The white raccoon frowned and glanced at Mo Beichen, seeing his distressed eyes, immediately raised the corners of his lips and gave him his place.
Refollowing Bai Li's action just now, Mo Beichen threw his fist at the man's chest.
With a "bang", the man bounced upwards in an instant. Mo Beichen's strength was obviously much stronger than that of the white raccoon.
The plague patients suddenly became jealous again. Everyone looked at Mo Beichen angrily, and wanted to rush forward, but they were swept away by Yan Hongtian's sharp eyes, and they stopped.
There was no response to the first punch, Mo Beichen instantly increased his strength and smashed the second punch.
Finally, with a "poof", the man spat out a mouthful of black blood.