Pan Xiaolian moved aside directly, handing over the main stage to Li Qingfeng in front.
Looking at Li Qingfeng, who had already taken the primary position, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, when it came to medical skills, she was definitely not as skilled as Li Qingfeng. Although she had practiced medicine for so many years, she had not truly grasped its essence.
At this moment, Li Qingfeng reached for Yan Yun's heart, sensing her faint heartbeat.
Indeed, although her pulse had disappeared, her life force was still present.
"Aunt Pan, get the snow lotus. This person can still be saved!"
With this thought, Li Qingfeng immediately began performing CPR on Yan Yun.
Seeing his actions, Yan Yun's younger sister's expression changed drastically. She looked at Li Qingfeng with a very displeased look.
At this time, the onlookers outside had also gathered, and they were all shocked to see Li Qingfeng in this state.
"Isn't that Li Qingfeng from the medical clinic? The person is already dead, and he's still not letting go?"
"Yeah, yeah, this guy is even more of a beast than Shan Feiyang!"
"What a pity for this young widow, to be treated so indecently even after death..."
Yan Yun's sister had dropped out of junior high school and therefore did not understand CPR.
Upon hearing the villagers' words, her expression changed repeatedly, and she finally couldn't hold back.
She stepped forward and slapped Li Qingfeng hard across the face. With a loud smack, a red handprint appeared on his cheek.
Then she jumped up and began scratching at Li Qingfeng below.
Sensing that the woman above was becoming increasingly excessive, he finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked out.
"Get lost, don't hinder me!"
His kick was fierce, sending Yan Yun's sister flying.
The woman who flew back fell to the ground, wailing and crying, "Oh, my ill-fated sister! Kill me! She's my only sister, and after she's gone, I'll be bullied..."
Her voice was extremely mournful, with an indescribable desolation in her tone.
Hearing her words, a villager finally couldn't stand it and stepped forward, directly addressing Li Qingfeng. "Li Qingfeng, what are you doing? Yan Yun is already dead, and you're still bullying the sisters!"
"And she's completely dead, you can't save her. Give up!"
Some villagers also chimed in.
Li Qingfeng showed no reaction to their words.
After all, he was the one trying to save her, and it had nothing to do with them. They wouldn't actually take action, so Li Qingfeng didn't take them seriously.
Looking at Yan Yun, he re-examined every possible aspect.
Suddenly, he thought of a needling technique that could save her!
"Nine Bends Soul Returning Needles!"
This needling technique was passed down to him by the Medical Saint. It was said to have the ability to bring the dead back to life, but Li Qingfeng had never used it before.
With this thought, he turned to Pan Xiaolian behind him and asked directly, "Aunt Pan, have you found the snow lotus?"
"Found it, found it, but I only brought one!"
Hearing his words, Pan Xiaolian responded directly.
Upon hearing her, Li Qingfeng nodded, indicating that one was enough.
"Aunt Pan, do you have any silver needles on you?"
He asked again. How could the Nine Bends Soul Returning Needles be performed without silver needles!
Pan Xiaolian nodded beside him and took out a roll of silver needles from her embrace.
Ever since she saw Li Qingfeng use silver needles that time, she had been carrying this roll of needles.
Seeing that he had everything he needed, Li Qingfeng nodded happily. With these, he felt much more at ease.
He assumed a posture and directly performed the first needle on Yan Yun below.
A slender silver needle pierced a vital point in Yan Yun's head.
"Nine Bends Soul Returning, First Needle, Tianyang!"
As Li Qingfeng inserted the first needle, Yan Yun's complexion below seemed to become much more ruddy, no longer so pale.
Seeing this, Li Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a saying that people have three Yang fires. Once the central Yang fire on the head disappears, the person will die directly. In fact, this is just the most superstitious saying.
The first needle, Tianyang, actually protected the brain nerves in the head.
As long as the brain nerves did not head towards death, it meant the person was still alive, hence the name Tianyang.
Indeed, his first needle directly stabilized Yan Yun's life force below, laying the foundation for subsequent treatment.
The surrounding villagers were all shocked and murmured, "My heavens, is this a miracle?"
"I've actually seen the legendary Yang Returning Needles!"
These villagers thought Li Qingfeng was some legendary grand master who could directly save lives.
Of course, Li Qingfeng had no time to explain to them now. He was already preparing to perform the second needle.
"Nine Bends Soul Returning, Second Needle, Diyang!"
If the first Yang fire was Tianyang on the head, then the second Yang fire was Diyang on the sides.
Diyang is the place that communicates the two mediums. With Diyang, people can walk normally.
In simple terms, it stabilized the nerves of the limbs.
With this thought, Li Qingfeng performed the third needle, Renyang!
"Nine Bends Soul Returning, Third Needle, Renyang!"
Li Qingfeng steadily inserted this third needle into Yan Yun's heart.
As his third needle was inserted, Yan Yun's heart instantly resumed beating, and her faint pulse reappeared.
Feeling the faint pulse, Li Qingfeng turned to Pan Xiaolian behind him and took the snow lotus from her hand.
He placed the snow lotus in his embrace and, where the villagers couldn't see, he secretly dripped a drop of spiritual liquid onto the snow lotus.
As the spiritual liquid was infused, the surface of the snow lotus emitted a crystal-clear glow, which was very beautiful.
Seeing this, Li Qingfeng directly placed the snow lotus into Yan Yun's mouth.
However, Yan Yun had not woken up yet, her lips were tightly closed, and she couldn't swallow the snow lotus.
"This is a bit difficult!"
Li Qingfeng said with some emotion. After thinking, he could only sacrifice his own appearance.
He lowered his head and gave the young widow below artificial respiration, helping her to swallow the snow lotus.
But it didn't seem to have much effect, so Li Qingfeng thought about it and performed artificial respiration again.
Awkwardly, at this moment, Yan Yun suddenly opened her eyes.
As soon as the young widow opened her eyes, she saw someone above her, and it was a man!