Chapter 51: Professor Li pretending to be forced

"The acupuncture point is wrong, and it has no effect!"

When they heard the voice, they all turned their heads, and when they looked around, they saw a handsome man approaching them.

Chu Han walked to the side of Pian Xing, squatted down, and took off the silver needles that Pi Xing had pierced one by one.

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

A bald boy immediately screamed.

"Who agrees with you to pull out a silver needle? Do you know that you are going to kill a child!"

"This silver needle is in the wrong position, the qi and blood are reversed, and in a few minutes, the child will die!" Chu Han glanced at Pian Xing, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly.

"Hello, are you a doctor?" Lian Xing frowned and glanced at Chu Han beside him.

"It's not!" Chu Han replied that he did not have a medical qualification certificate, so naturally he could not be regarded as a doctor.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the students instantly looked unhappy.

"Not a doctor, who gave you the courage to mess around here. Do you know that if you act so rashly, you will kill the life of the little boy? ”

The bald male student was even more angry and said with disdain.

After the bald male student said this, the eyes of the carriage looked over, and Chu Han suddenly became the focus of everyone in the carriage.

"It's not a doctor, and he said that we are in the wrong position, you won't be naΓ―ve enough to teach you Acupuncture!"

"I don't know where the cats and dogs are coming from, they dare to be here blindly. ”

Everyone began to point fingers at Chu Han, pointing and pointing.

Chu Han's expression was still the same, ignoring the words of the congregation, pinching the silver needle in his hand, and six needles had been pierced in a row between the lightning and flint.

"One more shot missing. ”

Chu Han looked at Pian Xing, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his left hand to Pi Xing, and motioned for Pi Xing to give him another silver needle.

"Mercy Star, can't give it to him. ”

The bald student shouted softly.

"If the little boy dies, you are an accomplice. ”

"Yes, don't give this man a silver needle, he's not a doctor. Several female students began to dissuade them.

Looking at the few students who were still making trouble without helping, Chu Han sighed lightly and said to Lianxing: "Quick, human life is greater than the sky." No matter how late it is, there will be no way back. ”

"Who are you fooling? You took off the silver needle just now, you could have saved it, and now you want to spew blood. ”

"Can you really do it?"

Lian Xing lightly opened her lips and asked gently, seeing that Chu Han nodded confidently, she struggled for a while, and finally handed Chu Han a silver needle.

"You ...... the star"

All the students' faces changed drastically, and they wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Chu Han took the silver needle, waved his left hand, and pierced the little boy again.

"Mercy Xing, they all said don't give the needle, you give it back, isn't this making money and killing people?"

"It seems that the child will not be spared. ”

Just as everyone was accusing Chu Han here for no reason, the little boy's hand moved slightly.

"His hands, do you see?" one girl screamed.

"Are you short-sighted, where is there movement? Those who didn't see it ridiculed each other.

"Huh!"

Lian Xing's gaze turned to Chu Han's face, a hint of surprise mixed with a hint of surprise, just now she also seemed to see the little boy do it.

Just as everyone was arguing about whether the little boy's hand had moved, there was a voice from the other end of the carriage.

"Everyone let go, the doctor came, the doctor came, and the child was saved. ”

As the flight attendant shouted, everyone dispersed from both sides, only to see the flight attendant walking over with a Sven man with glasses.

"This ...... This...... , this is not Professor Li from our school!"

Seeing Sven Nan, the bald boy suddenly screamed with a happy face.

"Professor Li, is it Professor Li from Jingzhou Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine? That is a peak in the medical field. ”

As soon as Sven Nan arrived at the carriage, a group of students exploded at once, as if they had seen an idol.

"The little boy is really auspicious, and his life should not be extinguished!"

"This kid is out of shit luck. ”

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, as if Professor Li has cured people.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone back away, give the patient a good environment. ”

As soon as Professor Li appeared, he dismissed everyone.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Chu Han, who was squatting on the ground motionless, Professor Li had a trace of displeasure on his face, and then his eyes fell on the little boy, his brows tightened, and his face changed drastically.

"Who told you to do that? It's a joke about human life. ”

Professor Li slammed his hand and took off the silver needles on the little boy's body one by one, and the little boy's initial ruddy appearance suddenly dimmed again, and his face was blue and purple again.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Han turned his head to look at Professor Li and said lightly.

"Who made you stick needles like this, have you ever studied Chinese medicine? Professor Li's face was dark, and he reprimanded without anger.

I scolded him just now, but he still insisted on going his own way, looking like an old man. ”

The bald male student followed and glanced at Chu Han in disgust.

"Isn't he your classmate?" Professor Li glanced at the male student in front of him, and knew that he was a student by looking at his dress.

"No, I don't know where to run out of this person, I didn't say anything about pulling out the needle of the pity star, and I still pricked the needle on the child, and I didn't know how to pretend to understand at first glance. Someone next to him began to say and say.

When he arrived here, Professor Li knew what was going on in front of him, his face sank, and he said to Chu Han: "Young man, you are seeking money and killing people, do you know that you are going to prison." ”

"I guess you're going to go to jail first, because you're going to kill someone first. Chu Han's face was glowing with cold light, and he said coldly.

"I'm going to hurt someone?" ”

The corners of Professor Li's mouth opened slightly, with an impatient look, and said: "I have been practicing medicine for many years, and none of the patients under my hands cannot be cured. ”

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, Professor Li is the leader of Jingzhou Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Someone shouted at Chu Han and looked at Chu Han with an unhappy expression.

Chu Han frowned, got up and took a step back, got out of the way, and said lightly: "Okay, if you can cure him now, I don't care, but you only have three minutes." ”

"Young man, if you don't have the ability, be obedient, you look at how I save people, and polish your eyes. ”

Professor Li snorted angrily, pushed his glasses with his left hand, squatted down and began to check the little boy's condition.

After watching the gang, he also began to prick needles in the little boy, looking very focused.

"Hey! These are not the acupuncture points that Lian Xing just pierced. A girl took one look and said naturally.

"I'll just say, Mercy Star will definitely be able to do it, if it weren't for this guy who doesn't know how to live or die to make trouble, I guess the little boy would be alive and kicking by now. After saying this, the bald male student glanced at Chu Han very unhappily.

"That's it, not to mention the help, if you miss the treatment time, then it will be very harmful. ”

The people around him began to point fingers at Chu Han again, and even the little boy's mother began to misunderstand Chu Han, and glanced at Chu Han with resentment in her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with him delaying the child's treatment time here.

Chu Han frowned, did not argue, and stood quietly to the side, watching Professor Li save people.

Professor Li is also a needle, artificial respiration, and all kinds of tossing, but there is no difference from Pixing's technique.

But no matter how he tossed, the result was even worse, the little boy didn't move at all, his face became more and more ugly, and he felt like he had accidentally reported to the underworld.

At this time, two minutes had passed, and at this moment, Professor Li's face was like a dead dog, and his forehead had begun to sweat.