Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 818 - 818 818 Heavenly Reversal Needle Technique!

818: Chapter 818 Heavenly Reversal Needle Technique!

818: Chapter 818 Heavenly Reversal Needle Technique!

The pilot in the cockpit steered the airplane directly towards Beijing upon hearing the orders.

On the way, the officer kept urging the pilot, “Faster!

Faster!”

The pilot had already pushed the airplane to its maximum speed.

Qin Han sat silently on the plane, staring out at the vast starry sky through the window.

Seeing this, the officer whispered, “Mr.

Qin, Mr.

Dugu will surely be alright!”

“What exactly happened?” Qin Han asked calmly.

Although Qin Han’s tone was calm, everyone could see his clenched fists, so tight that his fingers had turned pale.

“In the morning, Mr.

Dugu and Lord Ming discussed that this situation could not continue, so they planned to lure the snake out of its hole!”

“However, they did not anticipate that the Burmese forces would be led by a late-stage Heavenly master this time!”

“As a result, Mr.

Dugu was severely injured.”

Qin Han nodded and said, “I heard from Zhong’s people that Wushang had several pieces of flesh ripped off him.

What happened?”

“Mr.

Dugu, realizing he was no match for the Burmese, tried to confuse them, saying Lord Ming was just a body double, and the real Lord Ming had already taken the land route to Central Zhou.

This led the Burmese to interrogate Mr.

Dugu intensively.”

“In the end, Lord Ming couldn’t bear it any longer and confessed he was the real Lord Ming.

In the moment of confusion, Mr.

Dugu killed him.”

After listening, Qin Han couldn’t suppress the cold aura emanating from his body, causing the officer beside him to shudder involuntarily.

Looking down at his watch, Qin Han asked, “How much further?”

The officer glanced at the navigation progress and said, “Less than eighty kilometers, we’ll be there in ten minutes at most, with fifteen minutes to spare!”

“Hmm!” Qin Han nodded without speaking, repeatedly checking his wristwatch.

Meanwhile, in Beijing Hospital.

In the room where Dugu Wushang was, the doctor monitoring the instruments suddenly shouted, “Something’s wrong, the patient’s vital signs are plummeting.”

Outside the window, Ming Xizhi was startled and shouted urgently, “What’s happening?”

But none of the doctors inside had the time to answer Ming Xizhi.

Then, Ming Xizhi hurriedly took the phone from his secretary and called Qin Han, “How much longer?”

“Five minutes!” Qin Han replied, “How is Wushang?”

“It’s chaotic inside; they say Wushang is in very bad condition!” Ming Xizhi said anxiously.

As soon as Ming Xizhi finished speaking, a white-haired doctor’s voice came from the room, “Lord Ming, we’ve done our best, but the patient’s heart has stopped.”

“Impossible!” Ming Xizhi shouted.

On the other end of the phone, Qin Han’s hand holding the phone started trembling uncontrollably, his lips turning pale from biting down.

Seeing the flat line on the instrument through the window, Ming Xizhi screamed helplessly, “Qin Han, why couldn’t you come five minutes earlier!”

Qin Han remained silent for a long time on the plane.

The officer watching Qin Han knew that no one was hurting more than Qin Han.

Qin Han quietly hung up the phone and said calmly to the officer, “Can we go faster?”

Once again, the officer urged the pilot in the cockpit.

At this moment, a young man with disheveled hair ran into the corridor of Beijing Hospital.

He shouted as he ran, “Which room is Dugu Wushang in?”

“Who are you?” Ming Xizhi’s secretary scolded.

The newcomer shouted back, “Get out of my way!

Ming Xizhi, let me into the room; I can hold on until Qin Han arrives!”

Ming Xizhi, disregarding the man’s disrespectful shout, urgently asked, “Who are you?

Open the door!”

“Wang Pingchuan, Qin Han knows!”

Immediately, Wang Pingchuan entered the room and shouted at the doctors inside, “Get out!”

Seeing the doctors still standing there dumbfounded, Wang Pingchuan shouted again, “What the hell are you standing there for?

Get out!”

The doctors then hurriedly ran out of the room.

Once they were out, Wang Pingchuan locked the door and even pulled down the curtains.

Wang Pingchuan then approached the bedside and struck the air above Dugu Wushang with his palm, chanting:

“Order of the Gods!”

The captain of Zhong’s team, unable to see what was happening inside, urgently asked Ming Xizhi, “Lord Ming, who is that man inside?”

“I don’t know!” Ming Xizhi said grimly.

He hadn’t expected Wang Pingchuan to enter the room and immediately close the door and draw the curtains.

At that moment, Wang Pingchuan spoke towards the southeast corner, “Give me some face!”

Outside the room, Ming Xizhi dialed Qin Han’s number again, “Qin Han!

Do you know Wang Pingchuan?”

“Is he there?” Qin Han asked, furrowing his brows.

Relieved at his words, Ming Xizhi said, “He’s inside the room and says he can hold on until you arrive!”

“Wait for me!” Qin Han said, looking out the window, seeing the helicopter about to land on the rooftop helipad of Beijing Hospital.

Qin Han grabbed the officer and jumped out of the helicopter.

In mid-air, the officer exclaimed, “Holy shit!”

In merely two breaths, they both landed on the rooftop of Beijing Hospital.

Upon landing, Qin Han said to the officer, “Take me there!”

The officer, barely able to move his weak legs, immediately ran towards the fire escape.

“Move aside!” shouted the officer in the hallway, and Qin Han saw Ming Xizhi ahead, instantly arriving at the patient’s door.

Without greeting Ming Xizhi, Qin Han kicked the door open and quickly entered the room.

The captain and Ming Xizhi let out a sigh of relief as Qin Han arrived and followed him into the room.

Seeing Qin Han enter, Wang Pingchuan said directly, “The rest is up to you!”

Qin Han glanced around the room, coincidentally also gazing towards the southeast corner, then released an aura of Qi Huang and whispered:

“Qi Huang rises, death dissipates!”

For some reason, Wang Pingchuan felt the room’s deathly aura dissipate instantly after Qin Han spoke.

The next moment, Qin Han took out his needle pouch and said to Wang Pingchuan, “Lift Wushang up!”

Wang Pingchuan lifted Dugu Wushang, knowing Qin Han was about to apply needles, and removed Dugu Wushang’s clothing.

“These bastards!” Wang Pingchuan cursed upon seeing Dugu Wushang’s injuries.

Dugu Wushang’s chest was littered with blood-red gashes, some exposing his ribs; there wasn’t a single uninjured spot.

Wang Pingchuan gritted his teeth, unable to fathom what Dugu Wushang had endured at that moment.

Qin Han also saw Dugu Wushang’s wounds but had no time to be angry.

He immediately placed five Golden Needles on five major acupoints on Dugu Wushang’s back.

“Heavenly Reversal Needle Technique!”