Meng Shu almost heard a complete symphony from the humming of the golden needle, and his mind was so trance-like that he began to doubt life.

Song Ci is a genius, and this sentence has been naturally accepted by him, otherwise she would not be worthy of asking the teacher to take her life to investigate in person.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Ci could be genius to this extent!

This is a demon, right? has broken through the ceiling of the human race?

Learn the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor in minutes, not to mention, it's still the kind of leopard in the autumn tube!

This ability to draw inferences from others is too strong, right?

Song Ci, she is not a person!

Meng Shu screamed in his heart, and the sound of complaining has not stopped.

The most excessive thing is that Song Ci not only learned the super difficult needle method that embarrassed him for decades, but also spontaneously made improvements?

And look at the teacher's ruddy face at this time, the effect is actually very good?

Is this something that people can do?

Song Ci, she is not a person!

Meng Shu screamed and complained frantically in his heart, but his face was stunned, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word, as if the language function had failed.

Suddenly, the old gentleman who was slumped back in the chair opened his mouth wide and let out a breath of gray-black air.

The sour smell was so sour that it almost smoked Meng Shu.

At the same time, the humming of the golden needles came to an abrupt end, and they fell off the patient's body.

"Gross. ”

Sijiu's sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people, and when he was rushed by this smell, he retched directly, and the first one couldn't stand scratching open the door and jumped out, and he could still hear its uncomfortable retching sound in the distance.

The door opened, bringing fresh air outside, diluting the unpleasant smell of the room that instantly exceeded the standard, and relieved several people.

"Let's go out for a breath, we can't stay in this house. ”

Song Chunan glanced at his daughter and told her to run quickly. He himself held his breath and hugged his sleeping wife on the hospital bed, for fear of making a bad fuss.

Winter is coming, there are more coal-burning stoves for heating, and the propaganda of preventing gas poisoning has also been the focus of their technical station work recently.

He was also temporarily transferred to a nearby resident's home to help treat patients who were accidentally hit in his sleep with first aid, and of course he paid more attention to this matter.

Song Ci was okay, she used her mental power to block her sense of smell early, so she was not affected too much.

She has short calves, and adults are in a hurry to flee at this time, and she is not good at making trouble, so she takes the initiative to run out first to breathe.

Song Chunan immediately came out with his daughter-in-law in his arms.

Li Shengnan originally slept quite deeply, but he was suddenly woken up, and he couldn't help feeling nauseous, and asked weakly:

"Who threw rotten eggs into the pit? Or did you blow up the toilet with a whip? What does this smell like?"

Song Ci looked up at Sijiu, who jumped to the treetops in the distance and desperately stretched his neck to inhale into the sky, did not dare to open his sense of smell recklessly, stretched out his little hand to support his mother, who was still a little unwell, and persuaded happily:

"Mom, do you smell it? It means that you have a cold, your nose is not blocked at all, Mr. Zang's acupuncture is awesome, and the effect is very fast." ”

Li Shengnan listened to the persuasion of his daughter's new angle, and strangely felt happy, and even rejoiced and honored.

"You're right, Zang Lao is extraordinary! Hey, Zang Lao is tired? It's okay, right? It's really the heart of a doctor who is benevolent and bodhisattva, and when he sees the patient suffering, he can't help but help, which is really deserved.

Actually, I'm just a little cold, where is it worth the old man's personal action? ”

Li Shengnan saw Zang Guoliang, who was lying on Meng Shu's back and also escaped, his mind turned, and he immediately slapped a string of sycophants.

She suspected that the strange smell in the ward was accidentally discharged when she was in a coma and was treated by the old man.

Traditional Chinese medicine is good at regulating the inner abdomen, detoxification and fire or something, as soon as the old doctor makes a move, the effect will definitely be very good, and the poisonous gas that has accumulated in her body for more than 20 years will be sprayed out at once, and it is inevitable that it will stink a little.

It's just too embarrassing.