Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 156: Nonsense Mister Mo_1

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Nonsense Mister Mo_1

"What? Qi-control Needling!!!"

Gui Lao, the divine doctor, suddenly snapped open his turbid eyes, staring unwaveringly at Mo Han’s actions.

Gui Ruyun’s expression was first stuck, then she watched Mo Han just like her grandfather, with both eyes fixed on him.

Even though Director Lin had already witnessed Mo Han using the Zixiao Divine Needle twice, he was still shocked this time.

Compared to his own needling technique, Mo Han’s was even more skillful, and the entire process flowed like water.

Hiding outside the room, Zhao Tiangao watched secretly with a look of disdain, "Pfft! I thought they had found some kind of immortal, but he’s just a trickster."

Being too far away, he couldn’t see Mo Han’s movements clearly, only seeing that his wrist shook and a few silver needles were inserted into his sister’s body.

He had never seen this kind of technique, so he underestimated Mo Han subconsciously.

"Xiao Gao, don’t disturb Mister Mo while he’s saving someone," He Chen hurriedly stepped forward, trying to pull Zhao Tiangao away.

"You, He Chen, have no right to say that!" Zhao Tiangao snorted coldly, "Only an idiot like you would believe in such charlatans!"

"What kind of Mr. Mo, he’s just bullshitting you!"

"Smack!"

He Chen slapped Zhao Tiangao across the face, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Xiao Gao, you can insult me, but you absolutely cannot insult Mister Mo!"

"Mister Mo is not just my friend and benefactor, but also a person of great importance!"

"Someone, take him away!"

Saying this, he waved his hand, and Go Lao’er with several of his men quickly stepped forward and took Zhao Tiangao away.

Zhao Tiangao covered his cheek, looking at He Chen in utter disbelief.

For ten whole years! His brother-in-law hadn’t spoken back to him even once, but because of this Mister Mo, he actually hit me? He even called him a person of great importance, what nonsense!

Enraged, he pushed away the two people beside him and demanded, "He Chen, you dare to hit me? You really dare to strike me?"

"All for a swindler, you hit me?"

"Do you believe I’ll go right now, drag that charlatan out, and beat him up?"

"You won’t have that chance," He Chen shook his head with firmness in his voice, "I absolutely won’t allow anyone to interfere with Mister Mo’s treatment of Yumo!"

"Even if you are Yumo’s own younger brother, it won’t do!"

"Lao’er, if you dare let Xiao Gao rush in again, don’t blame me for being unkind!"

Upon hearing this, Go Lao’er swallowed hard, daring not to slack off any longer. He rushed forward first, binding Zhao Tiangao’s hands, with others following to take Zhao Tiangao away.

At that moment, the room was deathly silent.

Three silver needles were inserted into the unconscious Zhao Yumo’s back in a ’品’ character formation.

Soon after, a wisp of black smoke slowly seeped out from her back.

"That’s the poison! I understand!"

Gui Lao, stroking his goat beard, said with excitement in his eyes, "He plans to expel the toxins from the patient’s body first, then treat the head."

Gui Ruyun didn’t speak, but she snorted through her nose.

Undeniably, the fellow’s needling technique was indeed not bad.

As the toxins were expelled, Zhao Yumo’s limbs visibly smoothed out at the speed the naked eye could perceive.

Throughout these years, even with dedicated care, there are many toxins that the body needs to expel on its own.

Zhao Yumo had been in a coma for ten years, accumulating more than the usual amount of toxins inside her.

To wake her up, it was imperative to clear these accumulated toxins from her body, so that her brain could regain the ability to control her limbs and sense of touch.

After another ten minutes, Mo Han finally removed the silver needles from Zhao Yumo’s back.

He took several new silver needles from the box, disinfected them with alcohol, and with a flick of his wrist, they pierced Zhao Yumo’s head like a downpour of pear blossoms.

Seeing these needles and the locations exactly matched where she inserted them, Gui Ruyun’s mouth twitched in surprise.

"How is this possible? How is this possible!"

These acupoints, she had taken a long time to pinpoint accurately.

But this man, after just one look, nailed them all correctly?

Gui Lao, the divine doctor, was equally shocked. Mo Han’s Qi-control Needling alone was immensely curious to him, and now he revealed this precise acupuncture skill.

Before they could express their amazement, Mo Han had already slowly injected the Purple Cloud True Qi into the silver needles.

A thin layer of purple aura appeared on the needles, and this purple aura followed the needles into Zhao Yumo’s head, stimulating her skull’s surface like layers of electrical current.

Gui Lao and his granddaughter watched the scene before them in disbelief, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Director Lin covered his mouth, feeling a premonition that today, Mister Mo would create a miracle!

Mo Han didn’t care about what these people were thinking. His eyes lightly closed, his hands continuously manipulated the silver needles.

At this moment, Zhao Yumo was like someone locked in a fog-enshrouded mansion.

Mo Han first expelled the toxins, which was to dispel the fog, but to truly awaken Zhao Yumo, he had to unlock the mansion’s door, and the key to this lock was the silver needles in his hands.

Under Mo Han’s precise control, the Purple Cloud True Qi continuously bombarded Zhao Yumo’s cerebral cortex.

About a dozen minutes later, Mo Han suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a surge of overwhelming Qi abruptly gathered on the needles, then with a shake of his hands, the faint purple aura zoomed into Zhao Yumo’s skull.

Having done all this, Mo Han exhaled a long breath, the key was turned, whether or not Miss Zhao from within that mansion would step out was now up to old He.

"Open the door, please let old He in!"