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Chapter 25 The Golden Needle of the Spirit Returner
"You're a patient's family?"
"I'm his friend." Williamson hurriedly replied.
"A lot of blood vessels in his skull broke, so it won't have time to recover again."
"What!" Williamson.
"Sorry." The head of Calvin Hospital shook his head and walked away.
"No, I have to save Giant."
Williamson pulled out his phone and opened the High Heaven Trading Circle group.
Confused little god: Who is there a pill that can raise a human from the dead, need to be as soon as possible!
No one answered for a long time.
Goddamnit!
These gods were always chatting at all times, but it was simply unreliable in this kind of urgent situation!
The confused little god: @Prophet Lao Zi, is there? It's urgent!
I had to find this old man.
Prophet Lao Zi: One hundred thousand merit points!
Once I haggle 100,000 merit points, how could I possibly have that much!
Confused little god: Can I owe you first? I promise I'll pay.
After waiting for ten minutes, the Prophet Lao Zi still did not retaliate.
Damn, Williamson's freaking out.
After thinking about it, he immediately sent a message to the others.
"Groupies, please help find a potion that can raise an ordinary human from the dead, I will give you great rewards!"
Shortly thereafter.
Ape Sakti: For ordinary humans to use, just steal there is no place.
Rabbit Goddess: None.
God Mo Liqing (One of the Four Heavenly Kings in Chinese mythology): Is practicing cultivation. (automatic reply).
Flower Boy: It takes ten days, but the material is very expensive, the success rate is also low, will you?
Iron God Crutches: A golden needle can restore spirits and revive a dying person, but the sacrifice is a bit big.
Finally there was a reliable one, why could he forget that the Iron God Crew was a medicinal king.
Williamson hurriedly sent a message with the Iron God Crutches in person.
Confused little god: May I tell you more specifically?
The Iron Crew God: Yes, in particular, it is...
Williamson felt depressed after reading the first two lines.
Damn, he doesn't understand at all.
Confused little god: I don't understand, what should I do?
The Iron God Kruk: How about just buy my medical inheritance?
The confused little god: Fine!
Williamson was immediately excited when he heard this.
Dewa Kruk Iron: 200,000 merit points.
Williamson almost fell.
More expensive than others?
Before Williamson could speak, the message of the Iron Crew God entered again.
Iron God Kruk: But the Great God is helping me to find my wife and children, so I'll give you a 20% discount%.
20% discount%? Even a 90% discount even if he couldn't afford to pay.
He only had 100 merit points, so poor.
After thinking about it, Williamson's eyes sparkled.
"Can I have a pencil?"
The Iron Crew God: What is it?
Confused little god: I will pay 100 service points every month, a 20% discount means having to pay 160,000 service points, divided into 1,600 months, means paid off after 130 years, how?
Iron God Crutches: Great gods must be joking, at least 10,000 points a month, but since the great Gods helped me find my wife and children, I will consider.
10 thousand points? Where should I look for him?
Because seeing Williamson was quite poor, so the God of Iron Crutches helped Williamson find a solution.
Iron God Crutches: If the merit points of great Gods are not enough, it can also be replaced with goods.
Replacement item? What does he have as a substitute?
After thinking hard for a long time, Williamson remembered something.
He remembered the carrot for the Rabbit Goddess.
Perhaps something very common in the human world was a rare item in the heavenly world.
Don't mind, just try it first.
Williamson got back in the car, picked up a cigarette and scanned it.
You send cigarettes to the Iron God Crew.
Iron Crew God: Great god, what is this?
Confused little gods: This is called a cigarette, have you ever heard the saying? A cigarette after a meal is better than the life of a God!
The God of Iron Crutches: Oh? Wear way?
When Williamson saw this noble plan go smoothly, he hurriedly told the Iron God Crew how to smoke, then sent a francis as well.
After a while.
Confused little god: A secret place.
Seeing that the Iron God Crew called cigarettes a treasure, Williamson knew that this was already almost successful.
The more it is called mysterious, the better it will be to offer later.
The confused little god: How? About the equivalent of how many merit points?
Iron God Crutches: This treasure is good, but after all a disposable item, at most a stick is only worth 5,000 points.
Confused little god: Fellow, this treasure is so rare, the Emperor of the heavens is willing to buy one with 8,000 points.
Iron God Crutches: Great gods have contact with the Celestial Emperor? (😮).
Williamson laughed silently, The Iron God Crew did not know how many times he had been surprised when chatting through messages with him.
Confused Little God: Sitting together once in a while.
In any case, Williamson predicted that an immortal being like the Iron Crutch God was still not qualified to meet the Celestial Emperor, so there should be no need to fear this lie being exposed.
Iron God Crutches: Since even the Celestial Emperor is very fond of this treasure, it should be worth 10,000 points.
Yup!
Williamson clenched his fists happily.
Confused little god: Then I'll send one every month as an installment.
Dong Ding!
The Iron God Crew sends you the legacy of the Medicinal King.
The God of Iron Crutches sends you a set of gold needles.
Iron God Crutches: Since you aim to save people, then this set of golden needles is for you.
"Thank you!" Williamson thanked him and hurriedly opened the bag.
Extract items!
Learn it!
You have studied the King's Inheritance of Medicine for Humans.
The Medicinal King Inheritance Chapter for Gods failed to be studied.
The Medicinal King Inheritance Chapter for demons failed to be studied.
Whahuh? His legacy is divided into humans, gods and demons?
Why fail to learn?
Forget it, the most important thing now is to save the bald Giant.
After rushing upstairs, he saw medical staff preparing to push Giant out of the operating room.
Although Giant was still not dead, but the words of the Head of Calvin Hospital were absolute, so further treatment was meaningless.
The only thing that could be done was to wait for his death.
"Wait a minute!" Williamson stopped the medical staff.
"He's still saved."
The medical staff rolled their eyes, "We understand the feelings of the close person, but Chief Calvin Hospital just said this patient can't be saved."
"Not necessarily I can't save him, you guys get out first."
"Hey, what's wrong with you, the operating room is a special place, outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Williamson was in a hurry to save Giant's life, so not caring about the nurses anymore, he pushed out of them, closed and locked the door.
"Watch you lucky this time!" Williamson examined the Giant's pulse and exhaled a sigh of relief, if he was a little late, it could even be that the spirit reverberating golden needle technique alone would not necessarily be useful anymore.
Bam bam!
"Open the door, quickly open the door!"
The medical staff outside broke down the operating room door and told someone to call the security guards.
While performing the operation it should not be disturbed by anything else.
After studying the legacy of the Iron Crutch God Medicinal King, Williamson knew all the acupuncture points on the body.
As soon as he directly pressed onto the hidden point in his own head, Williamson's sense of hearing died instantly.
“Time is running out, let's start.” Williamson took a deep breath, took out a golden needle and pierced a point.
"Yarose!"
As the golden needle entered Giant's body, Williamson only felt a piercing pain in his mind.
In this state, it felt like a soul was about to come out of its own body.
The golden needle in his hand trembled uncontrollably, as if a force was preventing the golden needle from continuing to stab inward.
"Lake in!" Williamson gnashed his teeth and the innate energy in his body quickly flowed along the veins of his arms into the golden needles.
The mysterious blocking force seems to be competing with Williamson, so suddenly it increases, the golden needle is like a magnet trying to get closer to the same polar magnet.
Not knowing how long time had passed, Williamson's consciousness became blurred, the golden needle finally managed to stab into Giant's body and the mysterious power of the fighting money also suddenly disappeared.
Williamson sat on the floor panting.
"Finally it works, no wonder the Iron Crew God said the sacrifice will be high, how can this be called high? My life almost floated."
He reached out to restore his sense of hearing, after all it made him feel like a deaf person, completely uncomfortable.
"Bombs!"
As soon as it was done, the door of the operating room opened forcefully, and several security guards rushed in, followed by medical staff in neurology.
"What's wrong with you, it's crazy..."
A doctor rushed over and shouted at Williamson, but before he finished speaking, he was suddenly pushed by someone behind him.
The head of Calvin Hospital took two steps forward, staring at the acupuncture point where the golden needle was stuck in Giant's body, and his expression became full of shock.
"Golden fragrances of the spirit reverberant!"
The head of Calvin Hospital turned his head abruptly and looked at Williamson with a face full of astonishment!
