Chapter 37: Strong Shot

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a female doctor with glasses turned to her taste and scolded sharply.

Because Mu Ping was in a hurry to treat Zhang Yan, he ignored the clamoring female doctor.

"Ping'er, are you okay? Where have you died these days!"

As soon as Mu Yongzhong saw Mu Ping, he was angry, and his voice was much rougher than usual.

Mu Ping also secretly blamed himself, if he knew that Zhang Yan was so worried about himself, he should have called back earlier, at least to call Zhang Bo.

But his subordinates didn't stop, a stream of wood vitality traveled along Zhang Yan's meridians, and when it ran to the heart, he immediately felt the block.

"Break it for me!"

Mu Ping is also fighting, and now he is racing against death, and if he is not careful, he may not be able to return to the sky. Mu Yuanqi hit that barrier over and over again as if he didn't want money, and he didn't know that he had impacted dozens or hundreds of times.

With a "pop", the valve was finally flushed open, and the blood rushed over, and Zhang Yan's congenital heart disease was completely cured by him. But he didn't stop, and he didn't care about the sweat on his head, and even weakness hit, he still didn't hesitate to comb Zhang Yan's meridians with Mu Yuanqi.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you know it's dangerous?!"

The female doctor's voice became more stern.

"This is my son, who has just been admitted to university. ”

Mu Yongzhong spoke apologetically at the female doctor, but his eyes were staring at his wife and son without blinking.

"A high school student, has he learned first aid? Can he treat diseases? If a patient has three strengths and two weaknesses, who is responsible?"

The female doctor still didn't give up.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, your lover's illness has no other way than immediate surgery, if your son is cured to death, our hospital will not be responsible!"

"I know, I know!"

Mu Yongzhong nodded vaguely, I don't know why, he felt something different from his son, especially the three golden needles inserted in his wife's chest as thin as hair, which gave him an unfathomable and profound feeling.

"Is this still my Ping'er? When did he become so powerful? He also learned medical skills?" Mu Yongzhong is usually a lover of literature, loves fantasy, and some strange thoughts often appear in his mind, but now looking at his son's skillful acupuncture skills, the heart of gossip suddenly rises.

As for the female doctor's warning, he had already put it aside, what were you kidding, didn't you see that Zhang Yan's face had changed? There is also blood, this is the color she only had when she was young.

Besides, his son would harm his mother, and he didn't believe that he would kill him.

"If there is a father, there must be a son, why don't you two take salt water?" the female doctor pushed her glasses, "Who is this patient?—— is your wife, your son's mother, your closest relative......!

The female doctor was still chattering, "Does a high school student have a medical qualification certificate?

"Look the patient is awake, the patient is awake!"

As Mu Ping removed the last golden needle, Zhang Yan opened his eyes leisurely, "Mu Ping, where have you been these days?

"The patient woke up on his own? Is this unscientific, could it be that I made a wrong diagnosis? This woman is not suffering from a myocardial infarction?"

The female doctor couldn't believe her eyes, she took a step back and muttered to herself that there was nothing in her dictionary that frightened her more than the sudden recovery of a patient to whom she had been sentenced to death.

Mu Ping felt that Zhang Yan's thin arms were very strong, and he was a little out of breath when he hugged him, but his heart was warm. suddenly remembered that the role he is playing now is still the son of Zhang Yan, an ordinary mother.

"Mom, I'm sorry!"

After holding it for a while, Mu Ping opened his mouth to call his mother, and a warm current surged all over his body in an instant, feeling as if something was tending to be complete.

"Son, my Ping'er!" Zhang Yan showed a touch of kindness on her face, as if the little girl had found her beloved teddy bear, and hugged Mu Ping tighter, for fear that if she let go, she would lose him.

"Mom, I'm sorry, Ping'er made you worried!"

At that moment, Mu Ping's heart suddenly rose with great pride, if he promised Li Xuan before to take on the responsibility of guarding this planet, it was only on the surface, at this moment, looking at the ordinary and great mother in front of him, he felt that this responsibility had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and lingered.

Who in the world has no parents? Who has jumped out of a stone? What is there to criticize about thousands of mothers who have raised their own sons, and who in turn have guarded a period of peace for their mothers?

After a long time, Zhang Yan saw the ambulance in front of him, and then remembered that he suddenly fainted, "Ping'er, go and thank these angels in white, without them, I'm afraid you won't be able to see your mother and me." ”

Zhang Yan gently stroked Mu Ping's head and gently pushed his body.

"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood, it wasn't us who saved you, it was your own son!" The middle-aged female doctor with glasses was also single, stepped forward and reached out and grabbed Zhang Yan's wrist, took the pulse for a while, and then opened her eyelids to look at it, and then shook her head, and the shock on her face was even worse.

"What? Ping'er saved me?"

Zhang Yan also looked ignorant, she hadn't seen her for a few days, why did Ping'er still have a long ability?

"Old sister-in-law, congratulations, you gave birth to a good son, if he hadn't made a timely move and said something unpleasant, if we wanted to meet, I'm afraid we would have to be in another world. ”

Lao Liu smiled at Zhang Yan.

Mu Yongzhong hurriedly learned from her what happened after Zhang Yan fell into a coma. Only then did Zhang Yan know how dangerous the situation was at that time, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Classmate Mu Ping, can you tell Auntie, where did you learn this medical skill?"

The female doctor looked curious.

"I'm sorry, no comment!"

Mu Ping also put down his face, if he didn't cultivate at home, he would be so disturbed by this female doctor in the process of treatment, it would be difficult to guarantee that there would be no mistakes, he also knew it, first, the female doctor must have diagnosed Zhang Yan as hopeless;

At the same time, this incident also reminded him that if he wanted to earn cultivation resources through the path of curing diseases and saving people, he had to apply for a medical qualification certificate, which was hard currency. Otherwise, with his youthful appearance, who can trust his medical skills?

"Mu Yongzhong, don't look at your wife and look like she is fine, but it's hard to guarantee that she won't repeat, so I still recommend that she be hospitalized for observation for a period of time. ”

The female doctor was not angry because of Mu Ping's attitude, and reminded Wen Sheng.

"This ......" Mu Yongzhong suddenly lost his mind, and he turned his head to Mu Ping.