Judging from the information obtained by Xiao Lang, Ying Mei, female, 82 years old, is a well-known brand in the city hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture and moxibustion, and clinical experts...... As long as there are people who can specialize here, they are basically included. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It is said that her husband, who was also a well-known Chinese medicine practitioner, died suddenly of heart paralysis six years ago.

The old lady has only one son, who is also a doctor, and now she is developing abroad, and she rarely comes back once a year, so the old lady lives alone now.

According to the address provided by the security guard, Zeng Yifan and his entourage continued to rush to Ying Mei's residence, this time through nearly half of the city, a drive of more than an hour. When I arrived at Ying Mei's residence, it was getting late.

Ding Dong, Xiao Lang rang the doorbell in a regular manner, and after a while, an old lady with a kind face opened the door and came out.

"You're Dean Ying, aren't you?" Xiao Lang bowed first, and the old lady saw that he was polite, and nodded with a smile.

"We were introduced by Cai to seek medical treatment." Xiao Lang said tentatively, "Disturb you for getting old." ”

"Cai asked?" The old lady looked at these people outside the house, "I don't know anything Cai asked." ”

Zeng Yifan was stunned when he said this, could he have found the wrong person? But the prescription was indeed her name.

"This is the prescription given to us by Cai Lao, it should be prescribed by you." Xiao Lang was still tepid, and reached out to hand over the prescription, "You may have forgotten." ”

As soon as he saw the prescription, Hua Lao's face changed subtly, and his originally somewhat rigid face slowly eased, beckoning, and motioning for the four of them to enter the house.

Walking into the living room, the old lady casually took the broom off the coffee table, and there was a small metal dustpan next to it, which seemed to be cleaning just now.

"Elder Cai contacted me some time ago and talked about what you were coming." Ying Mei went into the room and took a pulse pillow, "I also took care of it, don't admit it if you don't see that prescription." ”

Speaking of this, Ying Mei looked at the four of them: "Which of you wants to see it?" ”

"Dean Ying, excuse me." Zeng Yifan rolled up his sleeves and directly rested his left hand on the pulse pillow.

Ying Mei nodded, put three fingers on Zeng Yifan's wrist, frowned slightly, and motioned Zeng Yifan to stretch out his right hand and call the pulse again.

"You're all smart people, and there are some things I won't explain much." Ying Mei took off her reading glasses, "This young man's previous skills should not be under Cai Lao, otherwise he wouldn't have made trouble to this point." ”

"Dean Ying, you're right." Xiao Lang answered, "Now that his situation is really special, do you think there is any way to treat it?" ”

Ying Mei didn't speak, she lowered her head and thought, she should be thinking about a cure, and it took about ten minutes before she raised her head.

"The old man and I of our family once specialized in studying the principle of human body 'volume', and it was at that time that I met Cai Lao." Ying Mei said slowly, "I also dealt with several clinical cases during that time, but it was not as tricky as this young man. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took a delicate small box, which opened a set of silver needles.

"It's a pity that the old man of our family is gone, otherwise he should be more sure of this young man's condition than I am. Now I can only try to see if it works, it depends on the specific situation. ”

Before she finished speaking, the two silver needles that Ying Mei was holding instantly pierced Zeng Yifan's left wrist, followed by two more silver needles. Zeng Yifan felt that his arm was sore, numb for a while, and itchy for a while, was this effect wrong?

Zeng Yifan was about to say this, but before he could speak, Ying Mei pierced a silver needle on his right wrist again, this time more, seven.

"Seven on the left, four on the right, white tiger on the right, and green dragon on the right." Tang Yi, who had been silent, whispered to himself, "The green dragon and the white tiger fight each other, the edge is fire, and the needle is gold. ”

"That's what my old man and Cai Lao came up with." Ying Mei heard it clearly, "This is the Five Elements Mutual Fighting Needle Method. ”

As he spoke, he took out a small box from the refrigerator, which contained some ice cubes, which were shaped like small mushrooms with a hole in the middle. Ying Mei picked out a few ice cubes and put them on the twelve silver needles.

If you look at it this way, the ice cube should represent the water in the five elements, and it is the cold air of ice.

Not long after putting it on, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Zeng Yifan's head, he couldn't say, he felt uncomfortable at this moment, the right half of his body was floating, the left half of his body was heavy, and the dividing line in the middle of his body seemed to tear him apart alive.

Ying Mei looked at him, nodded and said, "It's almost, there's another ......."

As she was talking, Ying Mei stumbled under her feet and fell on her back.

Seeing her fall, Tang Yi, Xiao Lang, and Mo Rufeng hurriedly grabbed it and reached out to help.

But no matter how fast the three of them were, they were all one step behind, and just one step, Ying Mei fell to the ground.

"Dean Ying......" Xiao Lang stepped forward to help her up, but he felt a sticky thing under his hand, and when he looked closely, it was actually full of blood.

In the place where Ying Mei fell to the ground, there was a metal dustpan, and when she fell down just now, the back of her head hit the sharp corner of the dustpan, and it was the vital part that was injured.

Xiao Lang hurriedly reached out to feel her pulse, and found that her pulse had completely stopped!

Coincidence is not coincidence, bad luck is not bad luck, inexplicable situation, Ying Mei was killed by a dustpan.

"Ying Lao, metal ...... 'Di Ze Lin'......"

Zeng Yifan muttered, thumped, and fell down.

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When he woke up, Zeng Yifan found that he was already in a bumpy taxi, the front of his clothes was full of the smell of alcohol, Xiao Lang and Mo Rufeng were sitting next to him left and right, and Tang Yi was looking back in the front row.

Seeing that he woke up, the three of them were not in a hurry to talk to him, Xiao Lang took his pulse and touched it for a long time, and his face was completely expressionless

Ying Mei died bizarrely, and Zeng Yifan fell out of control, which was enough to surprise Xiao Lang and them. But they were only surprised for a moment, because time simply did not allow them to be curious and stunned there.

Mo Rufeng and Xiao Lang checked Ying Mei in the pool of blood again and determined that it was indeed impossible to rescue, so they swung Ying Mei's body back into place according to the posture when she fell.

Tang Yi has been by Zeng Yifan's side, examining it from head to toe, and now he is in a state of fainting similar to that caused by physical exhaustion.

For Zeng Yifan, everyone is relieved, but now Ying Mei's situation is very tricky. The police would never believe their confessions in such bizarre circumstances as this one, even if they were told the truth.

Xiao Lang thought about it for a while, and asked Tang Yi to help Zeng Yifan to the door, and then he and Mo Rufeng carefully cleaned the house, cleaning up all the places that might leave traces one by one. After making sure that nothing was missing, the three of them carried Zeng Yifan and quietly left Ying Mei's residence.