Murder?

The people around were a little stunned, and their eyes swirled around Chen Nan and Hong Zhigang in confusion, feeling a little confused.

"What did you say?"

Hong Zhigang completely went berserk, stretched out his hand and pointed at Chennan's nose, and said angrily: "I'm a junior in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, what are you a freshman, why are you pointing fingers at me?"

"Stupid!"

Chen Nan directly raised his hand, pushed him aside, and said lightly: "If you don't want to die, stay aside!"

"You ......"

Hong Zhigang's nose was almost crooked, this was originally a good thing for him to be in the limelight, but now it was messed up by Chennan.

"It's important to save people, I don't care about you like you!"

Hong Zhigang gritted his teeth and turned his head to continue the needle.

But at this moment, a shocking scene appeared.

Syllable!

Chen Nan suddenly raised his hand, changed his forehand and backhand, slapped Hong Zhigang twice, and broke his glasses legs, and the frame flew into the pile.

The crowd was stunned, no one expected that Chennan would suddenly start beating people.

"You ......"

Hong Zhigang was also stunned, and after a while, he touched his hot face and was furious.

"Does it hurt?"

Chen Nan smiled faintly, and then said: "Do you know, this is the pain in the hearts of the people who were misdiagnosed by you, and it is also the pain in the hearts of those teachers who taught you after seeing you so careless!"

"You say that she has typhoid fever, but you just see that she has a high fever but no sweat, and her hands and feet tremble slightly! But didn't your teacher teach you that there is a case of heat stroke, which happens to be high fever without sweating, and her hands and feet tremble? And have you not heard that the blue of the sky is like the face of a typhoid patient?

Word by word, although the tone is flat, it is like a powerful spear, hitting Hong Zhigang's heart, poking him back step by step.

Hong Zhigang's originally red face turned pale in an instant, and his palms and feet were covered with a layer of sweat.

At this time, Chen Nan continued to say lightly: "But I don't think at your level, you shouldn't be able to figure out why heat stroke has such a condition." Then I will be merciful and tell you. Remember, it's called nonexertional heat stroke!"

Non-exertional heatstroke!

As soon as Chennan's words came out, Hong Zhigang's whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he was instantly stunned-

This disease is both difficult to judge and the most fatal.

The best time for treatment is within 3 hours, if the treatment is not successful within 3 hours, you will die 24 hours after the onset of the disease, or you will become a vegetative state.

Hong Qing remembered the teacher's explanation of this condition in class.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt his cheeks and body burn.

In the blink of an eye, he was sweating profusely all over his body, and the whole person looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He didn't dare to imagine that if he treated this beauty as typhoid fever, then what awaited her was probably only death.

The cold sweat on Hong Zhigang's whole body was like rain, and his brain was almost blank.

Misdiagnosis, this is the biggest shame as a doctor, and he was still complacent just now.

It's just that Hong Zhigang couldn't believe that a freshman who had not yet enrolled in school didn't even diagnose the patient's pulse, but just glanced at the patient and accurately judged the patient's condition.

What is the origin of this new student?!

Surprised, Hong Zhigang turned his head to look at Chennan, wanting to see how he planned to treat the patient.

"Quacks are more terrible than killers!"

Chen Nan said coldly, then reached out and took out the needle sac, and took out four needle tips in a triangular shape, shining with coldness, not like a healing tool, but more like a murderous weapon.

"Sharp Needle!"

Seeing these four silver needles, Hong Zhigang trembled, and his face was stunned.

There are clouds in medical books: there are nine kinds of needles, four are sharp needles, one inch and six minutes long, and three corners of the blade to cure diseases!

Hong Zhigang remembered that the teacher in class once said that among the nine needles, You Yifeng has the highest requirements for doctors' medical skills.

If the acupuncture points are not recognized accurately and the acupuncture force is improper, not only will the treatment effect not be effective, but also the patient's body will be injured.

There is no doctor with more than ten years of medical experience, and they dare not use the needle easily, although there are many geniuses in their Chinese medicine department, but there are few people who dare to use this needle.

He didn't expect this freshman to have the courage to use a sharp needle!

And just when he was shocked, Chen Nan had already lifted half of the patient's skirt, revealing the two beautiful legs like jade.

Immediately after, Chen Nan raised his hand, and the four sharp needles had been caught between his fingers, stabbing down like lightning.

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and the next moment they were surprised to find that the four slender sharp needles that were like three edges had pierced the four acupoints of the patient's Zhongzhong, Shixuan, Qu Ze and Weizhong.

What a quick means!

Good stitching!

Hong Zhigang's eyes widened more and more, although his medical skills were not good, he still had the ability to recognize acupoints.

How could he not see that the four needles and acupuncture points under Chennan's stabbing were exactly the same.

Immediately afterwards, Chennan's hand was raised, and the palm of his hand was attached to the position between Han Yuqin's chin and chest.

It's so soft!

No wonder it looked so majestic in her house that day!

Chennan's heart trembled slightly.

However, he also knew that it was important to save people at this moment, and after making up his mind, his palms were slightly rubbed hard.

With a gentle rub, four streams of black and red blood immediately spurted out like a fountain from the four acupuncture points pierced by the sharp needle.

After about three minutes, as the strength of the blood gushing out gradually weakened and the color also turned bright red, Han Yuqin's body finally stopped twitching and trembling completely.

Chen Nan raised his hand and pulled out the four sharp needles from the acupuncture point.

"Hmmm......"

Han Yuqin sighed and finally woke up.

"I ...... Where am I?"

She opened her eyes blankly, looked around, and immediately someone pointed at Chennan and said, "You fainted, it was this doctor who saved you." ”

"It's you!"

Han Yuqin rubbed her eyes and recognized Chennan.

Chennan shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "It's good that it's me, otherwise your little life would be gone." ”

As soon as he heard his words, Hong Zhigang's face suddenly turned red, and he secretly turned around and wanted to flash people, but at this time, Chen Nan shouted with a smile: "Senior, what are you running, stay and let's continue to discuss!"

Hong Zhigang's face turned even redder, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Yixin's face, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and ran out of the crowd.

Chen Nan sighed and said: "I told you not to run, why don't you listen, don't you want to soak my sister Yixin?" Alas, it's no wonder, after all, how can a swan like her be attracted by a toad like you." ”

Am I a toad?

Hong Zhigang clenched his fists.

Chen Nan would say that he was a crooked melon and cracked jujube, and then he would say that he was a toad, which made him surprisingly angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he didn't have the face to stay here anymore.