"Take off his shirt."

In the operating room, Lao Hu said to the nurse, and the doctor who helped quickly untied Gangwon Province Ryoma's hospital gown, revealing his thin chest.

As his shirt was removed, Gangwon Province Ryoma felt a chill all over his body, and then he opened his eyes to take a look at his surroundings.

"Mr. Ryoma Ewondo, we need to treat you and you will recover soon."

The voice of a translator came from the side, and Eyuan Doryangma turned his head to look, and it was Bai Ling who said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you so much."

"Just now, I felt like a century had passed and I almost couldn't open my eyes."

Ehara Doryoma pretended to be weak and said.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, come to us and we will definitely cure you."

"But don't be afraid of the silver needle we use next."

"Ah, Yinzhen, okay, okay. I will definitely cooperate."

Jiang Yuandao Liangma said, then glanced at Lao Hu beside him, and then he lay down honestly, not daring to move.

In fact, you are feeling the sensations in various parts of your body so that you can remember the sequence.

"Okay, let's get started."

Lao Hu glanced at Bai Ling, and then nodded to the two people helping him.

These two people were also specially selected.

The silver needle held by one of them was contaminated with virus No. 18.

The other person is a purely ordinary silver needle.

Old Hu said something, and then shouted loudly, "Take the first shot, Tanzhong will be the main one."

The next second, Gangwon Province Ryoma felt like he had been stabbed in the stomach.

Then the silver needle was pulled out, and Bai Ling on the side took a plaster and quickly pressed it on it.

"Hegu is below..."

After the voice fell, the silver needle was inserted and stirred twice, in case he couldn't remember and couldn't find the direction.

Then pull it out and apply another plaster.

All of this has been engraved in the memory of Gangwon Province's Ryangma, and he is even afraid of forgetting it. He is still recalling it over and over again in his mind.

Little did he know that during the acupuncture process, Lao Hu kept using two types of needles alternately. On the premise of ensuring that the treatment could be cured, Lao Hu didn't mind doing it a few times and adding a little more difficulty.

Otherwise, how can they show the difficulties of their traditional Chinese medicine?

Then, while Lao Hu was shouting, the number of acupuncture points Jiangyuan Dao Liangma needed to remember was increasing, so that the final order was a bit blurry. Except for the first dozen or so acupuncture points, he could still remember the names of the following ones.

Almost forgot.

Bai Ling on the side looked at Lao Hu who was getting more and more confused and the plasters plastered all over his chest. These were all money.

Ahem

Just when Lao Hu was still thinking, he heard Bai Ling's cough, and then he put away the silver needle angrily, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's go back and lie down for half a day. As long as the body temperature returns to normal, we can take antibiotics."

There was a hint of fatigue in Lao Hu's words, making him look very tired.

But in my heart, I couldn't be happier.

If Bai Ling hadn't spoken, he would have wanted to pierce Xiaosheng all over.

"Send the patient back."

Lao Hu said, Bai Ling nodded, and then called for help from the nurses outside, lifted Jiang Yuandao Liangma onto the hospital bed and walked to the ward.

The young horse from Gangwon Province who was being pushed was sweating coldly on his forehead.

He suddenly discovered that he could still clearly remember the first dozen acupuncture points, but as he went to the back, he seemed to be unable to remember them.

Even if I repeat it several times, I still can't remember it.

"It's over, what should we do?"

If you don’t understand, how will you explain it if you go back?

If the patient cannot be cured, it will be fatal.

"No, there should be a pattern. Let me think about it, let me think about it."

Lying on the bed, Ehara Doryoma recalled over and over again the feeling of the acupuncture just now, and then thought about the structure of the human body, and an idea slowly appeared in his mind.

Then, some acupuncture points were also memorized.

"Ha ha"

"It must be like this, from the limbs to the heart, from the outside to the inside, yes, that's it, that's it."

Gangwon Province Ryoma shouted in his heart that they have found an immune system that can effectively resist the virus. What they lack is the correct treatment method.

Now, with this programmatic guidance, they only need to cooperate with the research on immunity, and I believe they will soon become the second country in the world to cure the epidemic.

By then, the Dahe Nation will become a prominent presence.

Bai Ling, who was standing by at the moment, saw a smile on Gangwon Doryangma's face, and felt a little worried in her heart.

Could it be that this old guy can still discover the secret?

"Secret? Impossible."

Back in the house, Bai Ling asked Lao Hu who was bragging and spanking with Lao Zhu and others. It turned out that not only Lao Hu, but also Lao Zhu and the others were shaking their heads, looking like it was impossible.

"Chief Bai, let's put it this way, there is no ready-made way to treat the epidemic."

"What we follow is a messy method to determine which is the next outbreak node, and then we can poison and administer targeted drugs."

Seeing Bai Ling's worried look, Lao Hu explained from the side.

Lao Zhu also spoke to help, "This person needs different treatment methods at different times, not to mention Lao Hu has done something bad."

"I guess if I learned these things when I was young, not only will they not be useful, but they will also be counterproductive."

The people in the room laughed instantly.

As for whether the consequences of doing so will lead to the death of more Xiaotians, they don't care.

In their hearts, there is a difference between closeness and distance.

Some things can be made up for with time, but some things should be remembered forever.

What's more, it's still in this sneaky way.

Seeing this, Bai Ling felt relieved, turned around and went out, looking for Yu Zecheng and the others.

...

Forty-nine cities, suburbs.

"Xiao Yang, armored vehicles like yours are great."

Mosidov stepped out of the Kuiniu II armored vehicle and said to Yang Xiaotao, who was communicating with Alfat at the side.

Just today, Yang Xiaotao took advantage of the opportunity to return to Sijiu City and went back to the machinery factory.

When I came back this time, in addition to seeing the situation in the factory, I also wanted to complete the agreement with Alfat.

He had promised Alfat when he was a guest at his home last time. After so many days, it is estimated that Alphat's body has almost recovered.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So I called the other party to make an appointment, and then experimented in the countryside.

In fact, it was just dragging him around for a while, and then teaching Alfat to let him enjoy the ride.

It’s strange that it’s not satisfying.

This eight-wheel drive is full of driving force. Whether it's going uphill or in a dirt pit, just step on the accelerator and go up.

After some operations, Alphat's eyes were already shining, and there were shadows of armored vehicles in his eyes.

"Yes. Sir, this was just developed by our machinery factory. This one is an improved version of the previous one."

"It has more powerful speed and firepower, as well as strong protection."

Yang Xiaotao introduced the advantages of the Kuiniu II. Although the weapons on the vehicle had been removed, Mosidov could see the vacant positions at a glance.

Unlike Alphare who simply enjoyed the speed and passion, Mosidov gained a more discerning perspective.

And this is also one of Yang Xiaotao's goals.

Persia, especially the future Persia, is not peaceful.

Whether it is at home or in the surrounding areas, even in the future, there will always be trouble.

Comparable to the powder keg of the Balkans in the past.

Now there is an opportunity to make good friends. The other party is still at the top of Persia. Building a good relationship will do more good than harm, both now and in the future.
To be continued...