Super System Plundering the Heaven

Ye Yu gave her a few acupuncture needles and this patient with high status paralysis felt it. This miraculous effect made all the doctors widen their eyes.    

At this moment, Ye Yu had already shifted his gaze to the next patient.    

This was a young woman. Her expression was a little haggard, but it could be seen that she had a beautiful charm before she was healthy.    

Tan Fenghua stood beside the patient and said to Ye Yu, "Her name is Wen Meng. She was originally an actor. A year ago, she suffered from severe depression and did not eat or drink. She did not speak. Now that her condition is getting worse and worse, we can't do anything about it either! "    

Ye Yu looked at the beauty who should have been charming and charming. She could have stood on the stage and become the center of attention, but now she was lying on the hospital bed. Her face was haggard, and she only relied on infusion to maintain her life.    

"Poor thing!"    

Ye Yu sighed. He took the acupuncture needle and inserted it into Wen Meng's acupuncture points.    

The doctors and specialists who were watching all held their breath and watched Wen Meng's performance.    

Wen Meng lay on the hospital bed. Although her eyes were wide open, there was not a trace of spirit in her eyes. It was as if she was a real doll.    

...    

In the meeting room, the clock on the wall was moving steadily. When the clock rotated once, Wen Meng had a change!    

First, there was a fluctuation in her wooden eyes. It was like a deep lake water was rippling.    

Wen Meng blinked. Her mouth, which had not opened for a long time, actually opened slightly at this moment!    

"I..."    

A weak voice came out from Wen Meng's mouth. Her voice was hoarse like a dry piece of wood.    

The surrounding doctors clenched their fists in excitement and cried out in surprise in a low voice.    

"She actually opened her mouth to speak!"    

"This acupuncture technique is too amazing!"    

"Our entire hospital is helpless. This young man only used a few silver needles to speak! He is really a godly doctor!"    

Ye Yu stretched out his hand and fiddled with the silver needles. He asked Wen Meng, "Do you have anything you want to say?"    

Wen Meng looked deeply at Ye Yu. Her focused eyes seemed to want to carve Ye Yu in her heart.    

"I want to ask you, is life important or is dreams important."    

Ye Yu blinked his eyes. He did not expect that the first thing Wen Meng said was actually this question.    

Ye Yu thought for a moment and said, "Life is like the sea, and dreams are like the shore."    

Ye Yu faced Wen Meng's focused eyes and said solemnly, "Without the support of the sea, we cannot reach the other side. But when we go through the fierce wind and tsunamis, please don't forget the direction of the other side! "    

After a long time, Wen Meng closed her eyes. A drop of crystal clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes. Her pale lips slightly opened. "I know, thank you! Also, I am hungry."    

All the doctors were shocked and numb. They all looked at Ye Yu with admiration.    

Next, Ye Yu gave acupuncture treatment to the patient in a vegetative state and the patient with dementia. The patient's condition improved greatly.    

The last patient was a patient with cardiac failure. This old man, who was more than 90 years old, could be in danger at any time.    

Just as Ye Yu was treating the patient, the doctor who was guarding the patient suddenly exclaimed, "Not good! The patient's heartbeat has stopped!"    

"Quick, save him!"    

"Inject him with cardiovascular injections!"    

The doctors around started to treat the patient urgently due to their professionalism. Unfortunately, the patient's heart did not continue to beat.    

Tan Fenghua looked up in disappointment. He happened to see Ye Yu holding the acupuncture needle and standing outside the crowd with a helpless look on his face.    

Tan Fenghua's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "Let Ye Yu come!"    

The surrounding crowd quickly dispersed and said with hope, "Yes, Ye Yu definitely has a way!"    

"But the patient is already dead!"    

"Can the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles really bring the dead back to life?"    

Some people had hope, and some people had doubts. They all focused on Ye Yu.    

Ye Yu walked to the patient's side. He first focused his attention on the patient, and then he revealed a confident look. He took the acupuncture needle and stabbed it into the patient's body in the blink of an eye.    

Ye Yu knocked on the patient's chest and shouted loudly, "Wake up!"