When Qin Chuan felt an extremely faint pulse that was almost disappearing, he was immediately overjoyed, "There's still hope!"
Looking at Qin Chuan who dashed out of the ward like a gust of wind, a young nurse exclaimed in surprise, "He's not gone crazy from the shock, has he?"
At that moment, Qin Chuan burst into a traditional Chinese medicine consulting room, under the shocked gazes of several Chinese medicine doctors, he directly snatched a needle bag full of silver needles and ran off.
The Chinese medicine doctors came to their senses and were immediately furious, shouting, "Scoundrel! Put down the silver needles!"
"Security! Call security! Someone is stealing the silver needles from the Chinese medicine consulting room!"
The Chinese medicine doctors panicked; if the thief used the silver needles to harm someone, the whole hospital would pay a heavy price, and they would certainly not escape blame.
By the time they chased out of the consulting room, where was Qin Chuan's figure to be found?
"Damn it! It's Qin Chuan, he... he, he's actually still alive?"
Just as Qin Chuan was rushing towards his sister's ward, Wang Song who had just arrived at the hospital, was shocked wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost.
This Ren Kang Hospital was owned by his family.
After he had originally caused Qin Nian's severe injuries, he hypocritically sent her to his own hospital to keep close track of Qin Nian's condition, to prevent her from being truly cured.
After accidentally killing Qin Chuan last night, once he had calmed down and was preparing to go back to deal with the body, Qin Chuan had disappeared.
He had been afraid all night long; coming to the hospital so early was to prepare to get a sum of money from his father and then flee the country for a while, yet he did not expect to encounter Qin Chuan.
"I personally checked last night, there was no breathing or heartbeat, how could he still be alive?"
Wang Song's forehead was locked in a frown, his face full of confusion.
At this moment, Qin Chuan who had snatched the silver needles, had already returned to Qin Nian's ward.
He disinfected the silver needles and the acupuncture points on Qin Nian's body with skilled movements, then took out a silver needle, aimed precisely at the acupuncture point, and without any hesitation, inserted it directly into the Shenting Point.
Qin Chuan, who was originally ignorant of the medical field, now seemed like a learned Chinese medicine practitioner, easily finding every acupuncture point on Qin Nian's body.
The nurse in charge of his sister spoke out with a face full of compassion, trying to persuade him, "Qin Chuan, your sister is already dead, even if Hua Tuo were alive, it would be useless, let her go in peace!"
Qin Chuan ignored her, his eyes bloodshot and focused solely on his sister.
Following the first needle, he swiftly applied the second needle.
But when he was about to apply the third needle, he found the images in his mind were extremely blurred, he simply didn't know where the third needle should be placed.
"One needle Shenting, two needles Tangyang, three needles..."
He closed his eyes, trying hard to recall the third needle, and as the image in his mind grew clearer, that brain-splitting sensation attacked once again; he gritted his teeth and endured.
"Three needles Fengfu, can resurrect the soul!"
Finally, the image concerning the third needle appeared completely, and Qin Chuan's hand inserted the silver needle into the Fengfu Point with pinpoint accuracy.
Just then, there was a commotion outside the ward, two Chinese medicine doctors dressed in white lab coats, along with six security guards, stormed in aggressively.
"Kid, what are you doing? Stop right now!"
The Chinese medicine doctor who had been robbed of the silver needles saw Qin Chuan applying needles to Qin Nian and changed color, shouting out loudly.
"Everyone shut up!"
Just as he was about to rush in to stop it, a stern voice held him back.
He was about to get angry when he saw an old man in a white lab coat, who had arrived unbeknownst to him, intently watching Qin Chuan administer the needles.
"Luo Divine Doctor, this kid stole my needles..."
The Chinese medicine doctor began to explain but was silenced by a fierce glance from Luo Divine Doctor, and he quickly shut his mouth.
At that moment, Wang Song also arrived, and when he saw Qin Chuan giving needles to Qin Nian, he couldn't help laughing, "Although he's still alive, he's already gone mad."
He was very clear that Qin Chuan was a waste who had never learned medicine. Reportedly, he was an orphan picked up by Qin Nian's grandfather and now he fancied saving someone?
After Qin Chuan administered the third needle, more memories flooded his mind, and his movements became increasingly adept, swiftly performing the fourth needle.
The more Luo Divine Doctor watched, the more shocked he was; Qin Chuan's needling technique was incredibly bold, and the depth of the needles, along with the precision in finding the acupuncture points, were all very accurate.
Even his own disciples were far inferior to this young man before him.
It was the love of talent that had made him take the enormous risk of allowing Qin Chuan to apply the needles, and for a moment, he had the thought of taking him on as a disciple.
Just then, Qin Chuan inserted the fifth needle!
"Beep~ Beep~"
The life support monitor, which had been showing only a straight line, suddenly emitted a continuous alarm in the quiet environment, sounding incredibly loud.
"The ECG on the monitor is fluctuating!"
At this moment, everyone was shocked!
All eyes widened, especially those of the doctors who had been involved in the resuscitation of Qin Nian; they were even more astounded.
Even Luo Divine Doctor stared with wide eyes, fixed on the monitor's waveforms that were starting to regularize.
Wang Song, who was about to leave, said with disbelief, "How is this possible? He's just a worthless piece of trash; how could he treat any illness?"
He suddenly felt afraid. If Qin Nian was really cured by Qin Chuan, the truth about him hitting someone with his car would be exposed.
Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he roared, "You bunch of incompetent doctors, just stand there watching a quack treat someone in my family's hospital? Can you bear the responsibility if something goes wrong?"
"Where's security? Throw this boy out of the hospital for practicing medicine illegally!"
A few security guards were just about to rush in to drive him out.
"Slap!"
Luo Divine Doctor suddenly raised his hand, striking Wang Song across the face with a slap, scolding, "Shut up! What do you know? I'll take responsibility if anything happens! If you have something to say, let your father come talk to me!"
Seeing the furious Luo Divine Doctor, Wang Song recalled a muscular troublemaker who was knocked unconscious with a single slap from Luo Divine Doctor, and Wang Song felt intimidated.
"You just wait for me!"
Wang Song left with a harsh word, sulking.
Just then, Qin Chuan picked up the sixth needle; the images in his mind were slowly becoming clear. He closed his eyes, furrowed his brows tightly, trying hard to remember.
"One needle Shenting, two needles Dangyang, three needles Fengfu..."
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and forcefully administered the sixth needle.
"The sixth needle, Tongtian!"
As he shouted, the sixth needle accurately punctured Qin Nian's Tongtian Point on the top of her head.
"Beep beep beep~"
The monitor suddenly sounded a rapid alarm, and the heartbeat graph returned to a flat line.
"No!"
Qin Chuan's emotions nearly collapsed, and he yelled in agony, his bloodshot eyes fixed on his sister, still hoping for a miracle to happen.
He had clearly restored Qin Nian's vital signs; why was this happening?
"It seems it was just a momentary rally, and not that this young man cured her."
"That's what I thought. If even Luo Divine Doctor couldn't save her, how could this young fellow possibly do it?"
...
The crowd sighed one after another, looking at Qin Chuan in agony, all with looks of sympathy.
Luo Divine Doctor sighed, walked up to Qin Chuan, patted his shoulder, and comforted, "Kid, you've done your best. Let it go!"
Qin Chuan ignored Luo Divine Doctor, rubbing his head with both hands as he paced back and forth beside the sickbed, muttering to himself, "Impossible! I must have missed something! Let me think, let me think..."
Watching Qin Chuan, who appeared almost insane, Luo Divine Doctor sighed and shook his head, ready to leave.
At that moment, something seemed to come back to Qin Chuan, his head throbbing unbearably and his body staggering. A voice echoed in his mind, "Gather at Baihui, seven needles, reversing life and death!"
"I remember now!"
Qin Chuan's eyes suddenly opened wide, as he quickly applied the seventh needle to Qin Nian's Baihui Point.
And at this moment, the content pertaining to the Seven Extremes Divine Needles, which he had seen in the Ancient Medical Treasure, and especially the last line of text, finally became clear to him.
"When the Seven Extremes are released, the dead shall rise again!"