Listening to that tone, this man should be the son of the old man, Murong Xianxian let go of the old man's hand and flashed aside・・・・・・ although the time just now was not long, it was enough for her to take the pulse of the old man, plus what the old man said, it should be angina, but I don't know what the reason is, there is still no sign of relief after taking the medicine.

At this time, the doctor with the first-aid kit had already come to the old man's side, and while he was holding the tools, he comforted the middle-aged man: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, don't move him, I'll check it out immediately? Can someone help call an ambulance? Does the old man carry first-aid medicine with him?"

"The ambulance has been called, and the first aid medicine has been eaten, but it has no effect. An old man next to him hurriedly said.

"Doctor Han, please help me take a look, my father's face is getting more and more wrong!" the middle-aged man said anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I'm afraid all we can do now is wait. ”

The doctor said helplessly. He was a doctor in the club's infirmary, and he was okay with some trauma or something, but he couldn't help with cardiovascular disease, and after a check-up, he took the necessary measures, and he could only wait for the ambulance to come quickly.

The car of the emergency center is not prepared for one person, and the time arrangement is definitely not smooth, and in the blink of an eye, the old man's situation is getting stricter and stricter, and even laymen know that the old man is dying.

"You're a doctor, think of a way! There must be a way!" The middle-aged man grabbed the doctor's arm and shook it desperately, roaring loudly, spitting stars all over his face.

The doctor helplessly dodged the saliva splash, and if it was someone else, he would have turned around and walked away, even if he didn't slap it in the face. But not now, the person in front of him is his gold owner, his food and clothing parents, "Mr. Zhou, don't get excited, Zhou Laoji is a natural person, and he will definitely be fine." ”

He didn't have enough confidence to say this, and even he didn't believe it.

"Can you two let me take a look?" Murong Xianxian really couldn't stand it, and it was not good for a life to be lost in vain.

"You ......"

Zhou Zheng looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him suspiciously・・・・・・ as if she was by the old father's side just now.

"It was she who first discovered that Lao Zhou was not good. ”

"The medicine she gave Lao Zhou ......"

Although the old men said a little confused, the general meaning was clearly expressed.

"Thank you, are you a doctor?" Zhou Zheng looked at her with some doubts・・・・・・ it wasn't that he didn't believe it, but Murong Xianxian's age was too deceptive, with her current age, how high her medical skills could be even if she was a doctor.

"Isn't it all Zhou? What you need to think about now is whether or not to save me instead of my identity or whatever. ”

Murong Xianxian frowned. Angina pectoris is generally a sudden spasm of the coronary arteries of the heart, and the heart pain caused by myocardial ischemia can generally be relieved by itself, especially after taking the rapid heart-saving drug, the effect will be faster. However, looking at the old man's expression of extreme pain, it is estimated that it will not be relieved for a while, but if you continue angina pectoris for a long time like this, it is easy to induce myocardial infarction. It is necessary to try our best to dilate the coronary arteries of the patient's heart, strengthen the blood supply to the myocardium, and improve the condition of myocardial ischemia, otherwise it will continue to worsen and it will be dangerous in case of myocardial infarction.

"This ......" Zhou Zheng was entangled in his heart.

"Mr. Zhou, Ling Zun suffers from angina, if it lasts too long, it is likely to induce myocardial infarction, and it will be the real danger at that time. Murong Xianxian reminded.

"Huh?"

Zhou Zheng was a little uncertain, turned his head to look at the doctor next to him, and the doctor nodded, "It's indeed possible." ”

"Then, then I'll trouble you!" Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth and could only agree.

Murong Xianxian didn't dare to slack off, the delay was too long, and the patient could induce other symptoms at any time, her hand pretended to take out the golden needle that had not been used for a long time.

Seeing her take out the needle sac, there was a low chatter around her, and it felt like a swarm of bees suddenly appeared around her, buzzing.

Murong Xian calmly pierced the silver needles into the acupuncture points near the heart, and then gently flicked the tail of the needles...... Zhou Zheng watched Murong Xian's movements nervously, and when she pierced the silver needle into the old man's chest, he could hardly help but step forward to stop it.

"Mr. Zhou, don't be nervous, looking at her technique, she should be very researched in acupuncture, and maybe she can really treat Zhou Lao's disease. ”

Although the doctor's level is average, he still understands the most basic common sense, and if he is a layman who does not understand acupuncture methods, I am afraid that he will not be able to pierce the needle into the skin, let alone pierce the acupuncture point. It's just that he also studied Western medicine, and it would be difficult for him to really let him say a meridian.

However, Mr. Zhou was quickly relieved...... When Murong Xianxian pierced the last needle into the acupoint of the old man's chest, the old man's hand covering his chest gradually relaxed, the blue and black color on his face gradually decreased, and the originally rapid breathing gradually slowed down.

"Old man, how are you feeling now?" asked Murong Xian Xian softly.

"Thank you, thank you for not hurting. The old man said gratefully.

"You're welcome, the ambulance is coming soon, go to the hospital and check it again. Murong Xianxian stood up, Fang Yan had already looked over in the crowd with a burly man, but he didn't come over.

"What do you call it?" Although Zhou Zheng was concerned about his father's illness, he did not forget to be grateful to his father's life-saving benefactor.

"It's just a gesture, Mr. Zhou, take care of Ling Zun first. Murong Xianxian waved his hand and went to find Fang Yan.

Zhou Zheng glanced at Murong Xianxian's back, and hurriedly turned around to take care of his father, and the sound of an ambulance was faintly heard in the distance.

"Murong, this is my friend, Yang Qianjun, who used to be a soldier in the special forces, and now he is an instructor here. Qianjun, this is Murong Xianxian, you can just call her surname. Fang Yan introduced the two.

Fang Yan should have already told him, Yang Qianjun shook hands with Murong Xianxian and asked, "Murong, are you going to just play, or do you want to learn something practical?"

"Practical, of course. Murong Xianxian said.

"Okay, I'll tell the director, if you don't mind, I'll be your instructor. Yang Qianjun said.

"Of course that's fine. Murong Xianxian didn't object, she noticed the calluses on Yang Qianjun's hands, not only the hand holding the gun, but this man's hard skills seemed to be good, but his achievements were here, there was no inheritance, even if it was hard work, it was useless.

After the three of them went to apply for a diamond membership card, Fang Yan returned to the bureau, she didn't know that Murong Xianxian had joined the secret service, and Murong Xianxian didn't say anything. Yang Qianjun directly took Murong Xianxian to the live-fire range built underground.

As soon as you enter this place, your eyes are greatly opened. This is the real shooting training ground, divided into several areas, under the illumination of incandescent lamps like daylight, occasionally you can hear the sound of standard weapons banging in the field, Yang Qianjun is obviously very popular here, those staff and a few people who are obviously members greeted him warmly, the two of them entered the automatic target area, when Yang Qianjun adjusted the target body, he saw Murong Xianxian looking at this side with interest, and introduced: "This is the latest automatic target reporting device in China, 20-meter pistol rapid-fire target!"

Quickly adjusted the target body, and after asking Murong Xianxian for his request, he went to the gun room to get two Type 92 pistols and a box of bullets back.

"Are these all standard weapons?" asked Murong Xianxian.

"Yes, there are firearms for the police, there are also guns for the army, and even foreign standard weapons are available here. However, those who came to shoot live ammunition were all rich people. As soon as the guns rang out, the money was rolling. Murong, your family is also in business, right?" Yang Qianjun asked casually.

"Well, in the jewelry business.

Murong Xianxian replied, while looking left and right to observe this shooting range・・・・・・ ten targets lined up, there are soundproof headsets and goggles in front of the shooting table, and there are embedded lights overhead, this shooting range open to the public is half police, half civilian, just this closed shooting range is more than 400 square meters, the rest area is not bad, exquisite small coffee table and sofa!

Yang Qianjun was relieved that if it wasn't a big business, he wouldn't be able to get a diamond membership card. He first demonstrated how to load the bullets, and then shouted, "Look how I play!"

"Okay!" Murong Xianxian deliberately moved out of the way so that he could have room to play.

Yang Qianjun is about 1.8 meters tall, burly, and his demeanor seems to be more powerful than flexible, but at the moment when Murong Xianxian dodged away, his figure suddenly started, like a fierce tiger out of the sky, moving like a wild hurricane, and the ghostly shadow disappeared, and with a bang, the gunshots rang out continuously・・・・・・

A surprised expression appeared on Murong Slender's face, and she found that this one-meter-eight man-shaped man was so flexible, and the angle of the gun was even more unheard of...

If it were an ordinary person who saw this scene, he would definitely bow to the ground, because at this moment, Yang Qianjun's figure almost turned into a series of shadows, although Murong Xianxian could accurately capture his figure, it was because her strength was there, but she was sure that although she could be stronger than Yang Qianjun in terms of body style, she was definitely not as good as this old gun in terms of shooting and hitting the target.

Ten rings!

Nine rings!

Ten rings!

In the process of moving his body, he shot from different angles, from different parts of his body, almost every shot was unexpected, and Murong Xianxian was really shocked.

Six bullets hit the target in the blink of an eye, two ten-ring, three nine-ring, and one eight-ring! Guns are shot from the shoulder, armpit, sideways, backward kneeling, and forward-leaning, and the angle of the gun is extremely tricky, like a small ball flying out of the hand of a juggler, you never know where it will disappear or come out!