I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

"This is utterly absurd! It's the greatest disrespect to the deceased!"

Professor Li was trembling with rage, his face flushed red as he roared at Qin Feng:

"Security! Drag this lunatic out! And that family member who was leading the group, get them out of here too!"

Several burly security guards rushed into the ward upon hearing the noise, their rubber batons already raised.

Dean Liu, his face grim, strode to the bedside table and reached for the monitor's power cord.

"Alright! This farce is over! Notify the morgue to come and collect the person; don't delay the treatment of other patients!"

In the corner of the room, the Gu family's extended family members immediately perked up when the dean spoke.

"Exactly! Shao Cong, are you crazy? You're making sure your father can't rest in peace even after he's dead!"

"Hurry up and get the paperwork done; this inheritance still needs to be notarized!"

"I think this kid is just trying to buy time to transfer assets!"

A group of people with ugly faces, spitting everywhere, wished they could just carry Gu Yunfeng to the crematorium and burn him so they could quickly divide up the leftover scraps.

Gu Shao Cong stood there, looking at the elders who used to fawn over him, now transformed into man-eating demons.

He glanced again at his father, who had been pronounced dead by the doctor and was about to be covered with a white sheet.

That despair felt like it was going to crush his bones.

"Mr. Qin..."

Gu Shao Cong looked at Qin Feng with a hoarse voice and a hint of pleading.

Qin Feng ignored the surrounding noise and merely glanced at him indifferently: "I wanted to save him, but someone wouldn't allow it. Since no one in the Gu family can make the decision, then I'll just leave it at that."

After saying that, Qin Feng made a gesture to put away the needle.

This action completely shattered Gu Shao Cong's last remaining rationality.

"Let's see who dares to move!!!"

A scream that sounded inhuman exploded in the ward.

Everyone was stunned. Gu Shao Cong suddenly rushed towards the nurses' station and grabbed a sharp pair of surgical scissors from the medical tray.

"Snap!"

Ignoring the sharpness, he pried open the scissors with his bare hands, holding half of the blade in each hand, his eyes bloodshot.

He stood like a mad dog guarding its food, stubbornly blocking Qin Feng from the hospital bed.

"Come on! Let's see who dares to pull the tube! Let's see who dares to touch Mr. Qin!"

Gu Shao Cong pressed half a pair of scissors against his carotid artery, and pointed his other finger at Dean Liu's nose:

"Liu Zhihong! If you dare to unplug the power, I'll die right here! The Gu family may have fallen on hard times, but if I die in your hospital, along with my father, we'll both be dead. Let's see if you can still be the hospital director!"

He then abruptly turned his head to look at his relatives huddled in the corner, wildly waving blood-stained scissors in his hand:

"And you lot! Anyone who dares to utter another fart, I, Gu Shao Cong, will drag them all to hell today! Anyway, I have nothing to lose, so I'm not afraid of anyone wearing shoes!"

Quiet.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden madness.

He's a desperate fugitive!

Dean Liu's hand, which was reaching for the plug, froze in mid-air. He didn't know whether to pull it back or unplug it, and his face turned as red as a pig's liver.

The security guards looked at each other, none of them wanting to risk trouble at this critical juncture.

With a monthly salary of a few thousand yuan, it's not worth risking your life.

Qin Feng looked at Gu Shao Cong, who was blocking his way, and smiled slightly.

This kid's really toughened up.

It's a good dog.

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die." Qin Feng reached out and gently pushed aside Gu Shao Cong's trembling shoulder. "You're blocking the light."

Gu Shao Cong's body went limp, and the blood-stained scissors in his hand clattered to the ground.

He knelt down beside him with a thud, tears streaming down his face: "Mr. Qin... I beg you! I beg you!"

Qin Feng stopped wasting words.

His eyes narrowed, and his demeanor changed abruptly.

If not told otherwise, no one would realize that the oppressive aura emanating from this young man was a hundred times stronger than that of those authoritative experts.

He pressed his left hand against Gu Yunfeng's stiff philtrum, while his right thumb and forefinger pinched a three-inch-long silver needle.

There was no sterilization, no test needle.

"laugh!"

The first acupuncture point is the philtrum!

The needle pierced three-tenths of an inch, swift and ruthless.

Professor Li's eyelids twitched, and he was about to curse when he saw Qin Feng flick his wrist, and the second needle had already been inserted.

Shaoshang, Yinbai, Daling, Shenmai...

Thirteen silver needles, like a rain of pear blossoms, pierced into thirteen major acupoints all over Gu Yunfeng's body in just three seconds.

The speed was so fast it was dazzling; you couldn't even see when he changed the needle.

"Buzz—"

Just as the last needle fell.

The nurse who was closest to the patient suddenly covered her mouth in horror.

She heard it!

The silver needles stuck in the dead bodies vibrated in unison at a high frequency without any external force touching them, emitting a buzzing sound that was like the flapping of bees' wings or the low murmur of a vengeful ghost!

The Thirteen Ghost Needles: Each Needle Startles Even Ghosts and Gods!

"Well--!"

Gu Yunfeng, who had been lying motionless, suddenly convulsed violently.

The convulsions were extremely intense, as if someone was shocking him with a stun gun. He sprang half an inch off the bed, his eyes snapped open, his grayish-white eyeballs rolled upwards, and a "ho ho" bellows sound came from his throat.

"Ah! It's come back to life!"

The timid relative screamed in fright and ran away with his head in his hands.

Su Qingxue was also frightened, her face turning pale, and she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.

Professor Li took two steps back, then realized what was happening and a more contemptuous sneer appeared on his face.

"What's the panic! You're so uncultured!"

Professor Li adjusted his glasses, pointed at the convulsing Gu Yunfeng, and looked as if he knew everything:

"This is a classic case of corpse spasm! It's the final electrical discharge of nerve endings after death! He's insulting the corpse! He's torturing the dead!"

The surrounding doctors nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with disgust as they looked at Qin Feng.

This person is not only a fraudster, but also a pervert.

Qin Feng didn't even raise his head.

His fingers flicked lightly on the end of the needle.

[Ding! Consuming 20 points of Treasure Energy, activating the "Burning Mountain Fire" acupuncture technique!]

An invisible stream of warm air flowed through Qin Feng's fingertips and silver needles, frantically pouring into Gu Yunfeng's already depleted meridians.

Burning Mountain Fire, the king of hot tonifying acupuncture techniques.

It can cure serious illnesses and restore flesh to bones!

As Qin Feng made his move, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The thirteen originally gleaming silver needles suddenly began to change color from their tips.

black.

Pitch black as ink.

It was as if a thick stream of ink was forcibly drawn out of the body through the needle hole, staining the entire silver needle black.

Even the needle tip began to drip black water droplets, which landed on the clean white sheets with a hissing sound and emitted a foul-smelling white smoke.

"What...what is this?" Dean Liu stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

What is the principle behind this?

Which medical school taught that silver needles can turn blood into black water?

Professor Li was also stunned, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"drop."

A faint yet remarkably clear electronic sound rang out.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at the monitor.

All I could see was that green straight line representing death.

I jumped.

Although it was only a slight ripple, it soon returned to its straight state.

But this blow was like a heavy hammer, slamming into the tops of Professor Li and Dean Liu's heads.

"Hallucination...it must be a hallucination!" Professor Li rushed over in a panic, peering intently at the screen. "The machine is broken! It must be a short circuit! Or static interference! This is impossible!"

however.

"drop--"

"drop--"

"drop--"

This time, it's not an illusion.

That straight line looked as if it had been bent by an unseen hand.

A faint but extremely regular wave began to pulsate stubbornly on the screen.

Heart rate: 35...42...58...

Blood pressure: 50/30...70/45...

The numbers are climbing!

The red alarm light went out and turned into a green indicator light, signifying life.

He's alive?!

Even the relatives who know the least about medicine, upon seeing those fluctuating curves, would know what this means.

The person who was just declared dead has now regained a heartbeat!

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Professor Li grabbed the stethoscope like a madman and pressed it against Gu Yunfeng's chest.

"Thump...thump...thump..."

The powerful heartbeat traveled through the rubber tube into his ears, making his eardrums ache.

Professor Li's stethoscope fell to the ground with a "thud".

His face turned ashen, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself incessantly:

"This is unscientific...this goes against common sense in physiology...five minutes of oxygen deprivation to the brain will cause irreversible damage...how is this possible..."

Qin Feng gave him a cold glance.

There are many things that science cannot explain.

"Like now."

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly raised his right hand.

"out!"

A low shout.

He swiftly pulled out the longest silver needle that was inserted into Gu Yunfeng's Baihui acupoint.

Just as the needle was being removed, Qin Feng formed his left palm, gathered all his strength, and slammed it hard onto Gu Yunfeng's crown!

"Bang!"

This palm strike looked frightening, but it carried a clever and skillful force.

"Wow--!!!"

Gu Yunfeng, who was lying down, suddenly sat up straight as if he had springs in his body.

He opened his mouth wide, and the veins on his neck bulged.

A foul-smelling stench, mixed with black ice shards and blood clots, gushed out of his mouth!

"Splash—crash!"

Coincidentally.

This large mouthful of black blood was perfectly distributed.

It all sprayed onto Professor Li's face, who was sitting on the ground questioning his existence.