"Ah?!" Jiang Ke was taken aback, and suddenly became anxious, "What can I do about this?" Dad, or send this old man to a regular hospital quickly, or ......"

"It's too late!" Meng Chuan saw that the old man's face became more and more pale, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely not survive for an hour! Moreover, the key to the old man's illness was not a heart attack, but the cold on his body. Even if he is sent to a big hospital, he will only be as helpless as Jiang Beixiang.

With the inheritance of the Demon Dao Doctor Saint in his mind, Meng Chuan was ten percent sure that he could save this old man.

"Uncle Jiang, let me try, where is your needle bag?" Meng Chuan rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start.

Jiang Beixiang subconsciously pointed to the needle bag on the table next to him, and then reacted and said, "Xiaochuan, you want to save people?! This is not a joke, you have never studied medicine, where can you save people? If something happens, you will not be able to get rid of your responsibility!"

Meng Chuan casually took the needle bag, took out four milli needles, and said, "Uncle Jiang, don't worry, my father is also a doctor, when I was a child, he taught me to treat diseases and save people, no problem." If something goes wrong with people, I'll take full responsibility!"

At this time, the other people in the medical hall were even more shocked when they saw that Meng Chuan was going to administer the needle, and they all said angrily: "This medical hall is inevitably too informal, right? ! A young man can also give acupuncture to people? Who is in charge in case something goes wrong!?"

"That's it, Doctor Jiang is helpless, he almost killed someone, such a young man can save people?"

"In my opinion, this young man is Jiang Beixiang, a liar, who moved out to carry the bag, if this old man dies, Jiang Beixiang can say that the young man was killed, and it has nothing to do with himself!"

"That's right, it must be like this, what a harmful quack!"

"It's a pity that this old man, who was fine when he came, is now being treated alive, this ruined medical hall that cares about people's lives should really be closed!"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Beixiang was also anxious, and he wanted to stop Meng Chuan.

However, Meng Chuan's technique is extremely skillful, and he has pierced the two needles into the two acupuncture points of the old man's household and the temple, and when he left his hand, he flicked the two needles lightly, and suddenly the millineedles trembled, and with the tremor of the millineedles, the cold air on the old man's body that could not be seen by the naked eye was forced to retreat, and they all retracted back to the old man's left shoulder.

Obviously, the old man's left shoulder was the key to his condition.

"Trembling needle?!Why do you use a trembling needle?!" Jiang Beixiang was taken aback, because although he also knew acupuncture, he only knew it!

Meng Chuan's hand, even if he can't, he knows that this is a very clever acupuncture technique, called trembling needle, unless it is an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner, otherwise ordinary people can't!

Just as Meng Chuan wanted to give the old man the last two injections, there was a sudden sound of car brakes outside the medical hall. Immediately, a middle-aged man in a high-end dress rushed in with a few bodyguards, and shouted anxiously: "Dad, are you okay?!"

Seeing the old man lying on the bed, almost fainting, and the person who gave him the injection turned out to be a young man in his twenties, the middle-aged man was immediately furious and scolded: "What are you doing?! My father is sick, how dare you let such a barefoot doctor from a small hospital treat him if you don't send him to a regular hospital?!"

"Such a young man, what kind of medical skills does he know, if my father has three longs and two shorts, I will let you finish playing in this medical hall!"

As he spoke, he beckoned the bodyguards he brought to carry the old man away and send him to a regular hospital.

was interrupted to administer the needle, Meng Chuan frowned, but if he didn't prick the needle at this time, the old man would definitely die for life, and the responsibility would still fall on himself and Uncle Jiang.

So, Meng Chuan pricked out two needles again and sealed the two acupuncture points of the old man's heart and Du Yu.

Seeing that Meng Chuan still dared to make a move, the middle-aged man was even more angry, stepped forward and grabbed Meng Chuan's collar, and scolded: "Stinky boy, didn't you hear what I said just now? !

Meng Chuan glanced at the middle-aged man, seeing that he was dressed very well, guessing that his identity must be unusual, otherwise he would not be so arrogant, so he didn't bother to say anything more to him, and said: "Don't worry, the old man is fine, I took two injections, and his condition has been controlled." ”

Meng Chuan guessed right, this middle-aged man is a famous wealthy businessman in Hengzhou, Wang Cheng. Wangcheng's industries are located in many places in Hengzhou, and he is one of the richest people. He knew that his old man had a bad heart, so he took care of it every day.

Unexpectedly, the old man was exercising in the park today, and his heart suddenly had a problem, and he was sent to the nearby Jiangbei Medical Center by kind passers-by. Otherwise, how could he let his father come to such a small hospital to see a doctor, and he would definitely be sent directly to the largest hospital in Hengzhou.

"You fart!" Wang Cheng was furious, "just now everyone was dying, you dare to say that he is fine......"

Before Wang Cheng finished speaking, he suddenly heard the lying old man Wang cough heavily, and then his breath was smooth, and after a few heavy breaths, he actually sat up!

Meng Chuan smiled slightly and knocked off Wang Cheng's hand.

"Oh, it's really a god! Just now, people were dying, so they took four stitches, and they were all right?!"

"This young man can do medical skills! I really didn't expect that this can save people!"

"Jiangbei Medical Hall doesn't seem to be a place to sell fame, a young man can save people, so Dr. Jiangbeixiang's medical skills should be better, right?"

The rest of the people nodded one after another, praising Meng Chuan's medical skills, and their suspicions about the Jiangbei Medical Center also disappeared.

Old Man Wang sat up, rubbed his chest, and said with a look of surprise: "Hey, it's really strange, it hurt like a knife just now, and now it's better......

Wang Cheng hurriedly went over and asked, "Dad, are you ...... Are you alright?!"

When Wang Lao saw his son here, he was shocked and said, "Xiaocheng, why are you here?" I'm fine, when I was exercising just now, my heart suddenly hurt badly, and now it's all healed. By the way, which miracle doctor helped me treat me just now? Let me thank ......."

Meng Chuan smiled and arched his hand: "Old man, I helped you with acupuncture just now." However, your illness is not completely cured, and if you want to really survive this hurdle, you need to continue to take the needle......"

"Shut up!" Before Meng Chuan's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Wang Cheng.

"You liars, I almost killed my dad just now, and now that my dad is awake, he shamelessly says that he cured it himself, and he wants to invite merit and cheat the medical fee!?" Wang Cheng angrily pointed at Meng Chuan's nose and scolded, "Tell you, don't think about it! My Wang Cheng is not short of money, but even if he gives money to someone who asks for food, he will not give it to you liars!"