“Old healer, then is there any way to save him in a hurry, no matter what the cost is we can.” Su Yingxia hurriedly but said.
Zi Emotion also nodded fiercely, “Yes, please old healer, you can help.”
The old healer bowed slightly, “When we came here, the Pei family master had already ordered us to ensure the safety of the VIPs regardless of the consequences, so we will do our best without the two girls’ orders.”
With those words, the old healer glanced at several healers around at each other, and in the next second, a group of healers each performed their own techniques and began to make their first aid methods around Han Qianqian.
There were acupuncture needles and pinch points, and for a while, it looked chaotic, yet very orderly.
The two women looked on in disbelief and anxiety, not knowing what to do for a while.
Time pa*sed quickly by the minute and the frequency of the healers’ resuscitation was slowing down frantically. More and more people shook their heads, got up in disappointment and either put their heads to one side or simply walked straight to the door, sideways and out of sight.
It was clear that for them, they had failed and naturally had no words to face the Pei family head as well as the VIP friends.
The old healer, despite being the oldest, was the one who had been busy the longest. The twelve silver needles in his hands were like clouds and flowing water, and he had stabbed all the acupuncture points almost once between successive flips.
His wrinkled forehead was slowly covered with sweat, but he didn’t even bother to wipe it off, he just looked at Han Qianqian lying in front of him and sighed heavily.
He had used almost all of his skills, and he had also used all of his masterpieces without reservation.
But the result was disappointing.
Han Qianqian, the patient, didn’t have any reaction at all.
“I’m sorry.” The old healer finished sighing and slowly got up, guilt written all over his face.
Although Su Yingxia and Ziyou had been watching nervously, and knew that Han Qianqian’s hope was getting slimmer and slimmer, when the old healer finally stood up and said these words, the last line of defence in their hearts still collapsed, and both of them couldn’t help but feel weak on their feet and fell into their chairs, unable to stand up anymore.
Pei Ku also stared at Han Qianqian lying on the ground, his expression extremely complicated for a while.
It was the biggest risk he had ever taken in his life, and as a result, he had lost everything because of this little incident tonight.
How could he accept this reality at once?
When the Pei family head did not reply, the healers could only wait quietly with their heads bowed and guilt on their faces.
It was not until several minutes had pa*sed that Pei Ku breathed heavily, glanced at all the healers present and gently waved his hand, “All of you …… should go down.”
“Yes!”
The crowd of doctors led the order and slowly retreated out.
When the crowd left, this empty hall became even colder, and none of the three people spoke, just looking at Han Qianqian lying on the ground, each sad and grieving for a while.
A few more minutes pa*sed.
Zi Ei suddenly stood up and took a few steps towards Han Qianqian’s “corpse”.
As the two looked at each other in confusion, Ziyou raised her hand and sat Han Qianqian on the ground, before slapping her palm directly on Han Qianqian’s shoulder.
The holy power within his body immediately poured directly towards Han Qianqian’s body.
Seeing this, Pei Gu wanted to make a sound to stop it, but Su Yingxia got up and stopped her.
“Let her try.” Su Yingxia said.
“But three thousand he has been …… party so many healers, and it is also categorically impossible to misdiagnose, I mean …… the deceased has died, we should respect three thousand and let him leave here with dignity.” Pei Ku some anxiously said.
Disturbing the dead was an act of great disrespect for Pei Ku, and even though Han Qianqian’s death meant that his bet had failed, Pei Ku was not the kind of person to turn the other cheek.
To him, no matter what, the history that Han Qianqian had once made in front of him was worthy of the final tribute he would walk out on Han Qianqian.
Su Yingxia forced a smile miserably, “Let’s treat a dead horse as a living one, although this girl Ziyou is not a healer, her body is different from normal people, perhaps.”
Hearing Su Yingxia’s words, although Pei Gu nodded, he naturally didn’t take it seriously in his heart.
However, just a few minutes later, things suddenly took a different turn.
Han Qianqian, who was being healed by Purple Emotion’s luck, suddenly coughed violently at this time ……