Seeing the girl keep calling for help, a young man who looked like a student with a schoolbag was about to step forward, but before he could take a step, he was stopped by his classmate.

"Don't go, what if you touch the porcelain to make money?"

Even the aunt next to her said: "Yes, there are more porcelain touches now, young man, don't ask for trouble." ”

The young man hesitated, but finally stopped.

The old man who is dying, the girl crying for help, the indifferent crowd, the cold discussion.

This scene was seen in Ye Huang's eyes, and he felt abnormal anger in his heart, the Buddha said that saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but these people did not have any mercy.

He pushed through the crowd and walked over to the unconscious old man. "You let me do it first, I'll do it. ”

Seeing someone coming, the girl quickly wiped her tears and said, "Please move the old grandmother over there and lay her flat on the ground, I am a medical student, I can take first aid measures." ”

Ye Huang nodded, picked up the old man, and walked to the open space on the side of the street according to what the girl said.

"Go away!"

He roared angrily, and the onlookers who stopped in front of him felt like an ancient bell ringing in their hearts, and they all got out of the way.

After Ye Huang laid the old man flat on the ground, the girl untied the old man's coat with her hands and feet, listened to the old man's heartbeat and said to Ye Huang: "This gentleman, please call the hospital, and I will perform chest compressions on the old grandmother." ”

Ye Huang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "That...... I don't have a cell phone. ”

The girl hurriedly gave her mobile phone to Ye Huang.

"That...... I don't know how to call. ”

The girl stared at her anxiously, how could there be people who didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't even make phone calls? She was anxious and angry, and the crystal tears in her eyes that had just been put away came out again. "You, you...... Why can't you even make phone calls. ”

"Eh, don't worry, don't be angry. Otherwise, let's change it, I'll save people, and you can call. ”

Answering the phone, the girl asked, "Do you do chest compressions?"

Ye Huang shook his head for the third time, "No!"

Although she endured it, tears flowed out of her eyes disobediently, and the girl cried and said: "You, don't be joking, okay, your life is at stake, you ......"

This is the first time Ye Huang has seen a girl cry, he has never seen any girl cry before, although Qiao Qiao has grown up with him since childhood, he has never cried, for some reason when he saw the girl's crystal clear tears across the white and tender face, Ye Huang felt as if something had been pulled somewhere in his heart, strange and uncomfortable.

Is this the horror of women? Even tears are so lethal, if it were those juniors and disciples in the temple who couldn't beat themselves and cried their noses, even if they cried blindly, he wouldn't be moved.

"I won't say any chest compressions, but I'll save people. Ye Huang looked at the girl's suspicious face, and said firmly: "The monks don't speak. ”

Looking at Ye Huang's clear eyes, the doubts in the girl's heart were swept away, and she began to call the hospital, while Ye Huang's mind was on the old man who had fainted.

Shaolin has more than seventy-two masters, and Shaolin's medical conditioning techniques are not under the seventy-two masters.

Seventy-two peerless learning, Ye Huang has mastered seven or eight kinds, and he can only be said to have achieved a small success. But Shaolin medical skills ...... In the entire Shaolin Temple, except for those old-timers who can't go out of retreat, no one can stand out!

Ye Huang took a deep breath, and the bodhicitta method was running in his body.

The noisy voices around him suddenly fell into nothingness, and at this moment, Ye Huang's heart was like a mirror, and all evil did not invade, his eyes stared at the old man's body, and he found the reason why the old man suddenly fell ill.

Ye Huang hung in the dantian with one hand, and worshipped with the other, and a stream of air that was invisible to the naked eye flowed around him for a week, and then surged into his palm. He slowly pushed his palm towards the old man's atrium, and the true qi passed through the flesh and flesh directly into his body, wrapping around the dying heart.

After doing this, Ye Huang took out a small rosewood box from the duffel bag he was carrying, and when he opened the box, there were rows of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses, and Ye Huang took out three silver needles from the box.

One was only an inch long and as thin as a human hair, one was two inches long and the thickness of an ordinary sewing needle, and the last one was the length of an index finger, several times thicker than an ordinary silver needle.

Ye Huang glanced at the silver needle, and then glanced at the old man's body.

He was about to make a move, and for a moment all the onlookers held their breath.

"Qu Ze!Tianquan!Tianchi!"

The three silver needles, from thin to thick, were inserted into the three acupuncture points of the old man's body.

He started very fast, so fast that people couldn't see the movements clearly, and the people around him were terrified, and a silver needle so thick pierced into the heart of the old man's Tianchi acupoint, which made people feel frightened when they thought about it.

After the three silver needles fell, the old man, who was originally pale and short of breath, suddenly stopped breathing, and everyone watched in silence.

Even the girl who was on the phone stopped her voice and looked at Ye Huang with big eyes without blinking.

"This ...... Why is there no movement?" an aunt carrying a vegetable basket broke the silence.

"I was still breathing just now, can this needle go down...... Dead, dead?!"

"Dead?!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

"Ouch, something is wrong, dead man!"

"I said young man, you have nothing to do with the fun, this is going to kill someone! Don't even think about running, so many of us are watching!"

"Why are you still stunned, call the police!"

Listening to the mixed voices of these people, Ye Huang only felt inexplicably irritable, when he was about to save people just now, he was silent one by one, and he didn't let out a single fart, but at the moment he was full of emotion, as if he wanted to do the right thing for heaven.

That's what it is...... At the beginning, Master Xuanzang, did he work tirelessly to travel to the west to learn from the longitude of the sentient beings?

Did the master let me go down the mountain to experience it so that I could see with my own eyes how ugly this world really is?

A distracting thought fell on Ye Huangqing's heart like a mirror, like a seed, and began to take root and sprout.

"Shut up!"

The roar of the lion on the Buddha Gate shook everyone at the scene as if they were drinking on the head, and they were stunned in place.

Seeing that the scene was quiet, Ye Huang reached out and prepared to pull out the three silver needles inserted in the old man's body in turn.

"Tianchi!Tianquan!Quze!"

The silver needle was pulled out as it was before it was inserted, spotlessly clean.

As the last silver needle was pulled out, the old man's body trembled for a moment, and then began to cough violently.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, ahem!"