The proprietress at the counter saw this sudden situation, and hurriedly picked up her mobile phone and dialed 120, "Is it an ambulance center, there is an old man in our April hotel who suddenly fainted......"

Everyone present felt their hearts together, after all, it is not a good thing to meet an old man who has a fever at a meal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's more, seeing the old man's pale face, it is obvious that the problem is quite serious.

120 is estimated to be a few more minutes, but these few minutes can completely kill a person! Is everyone going to watch this old man's life disappear?

Wu Haotian shook his head and took a deep look at the woman who was crying into tears on the side, who was no different from his own age.

"It's important to save people." Don't think much about it, step out, ready to rescue.

But just as Wu Hao took the first step, a young man in Taoist clothes walked out of the crowd and came to the fainting old man one step ahead of him.

Wu Haotian could only stop.

I saw that the man in front of him was completely different from modern people, he had black and vertical hair, oblique and straight sword eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outline, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night, and the momentum of his body was full of mystery and special charm.

A Taoist robe is properly cut, but it makes the little Taoist priest feel like he is not stained by mud.

Come on, he's a master.

This was Wu Haotian's first feeling.

Looking at the strangely dressed teenager in front of him, everyone present was surprised. Aren't ordinary Taoist priests all old men, what kind of Taoist clothes does this little guy wear at a young age, and he is carrying a broken box that I don't know what age it is, and he looks like some kind of liar or something.

The little Taoist priest did not stop his movements because of the surprise of the people present. He stretched out his hand to call the pulse of the unconscious old man, looking at this posture, there are really a few professional Chinese medicine postures.

"I am the eighteenth generation disciple of the Kunlun Mountain Qingdao Temple, and I traveled here with the master, but the master left because of something, so I waited here, and when I saw that the old man's qi was about to run out, I came to help." The little Taoist priest opened the silver needle in the box as he spoke.

The people present listened to this Taoist priest speak, but Wen Xuanxuan had some demeanor, and they no longer doubted that for them, they had nothing to do with the old man, as long as their own interests were not involved.

Only the girl, probably the granddaughter of the old man, looked at the little Taoist priest very nervously, as if she had grasped the last straw.

I saw that the little Taoist priest picked up the silver needle and inserted it into various parts of the old man's body, and the speed of the needle drop was extremely fast, and the whole process dazzled everyone present. Everyone suddenly realized that this little Taoist's medical skills are not ordinary, at least from this posture, it doesn't seem to be bluffing.

Wu Haotian couldn't help but nod as he looked at the young man's needle, at least judging from the accuracy of the needle, the young man had been immersed in Chinese medicine for a long time.

No, it can't be called traditional Chinese medicine, this little Taoist priest should be the part of the people who belong to the Chinese Taoist doctors.

Baicaozi also belongs to Taoist medicine.

It's just that I don't know if this little Taoist priest of Kunlun is inextricably linked with Baicaozi.

……

Three days ago, Kunlun Mountain.

In the picture, he is also a person wearing a Taoist uniform, but he is obviously a little older, and his gray beard makes the old man look like an immortal. The old man sat cross-legged, his fingers presenting a strange situation.

A faint purple aura swirled around the old man.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man stood up, carried the box and came to another room.

"Senior brother, let me see your injuries!" The old man with the box on his back said to the empty room.

In the next second, an old man wearing a golden robe suddenly appeared in the room.

It came out of nowhere.

It's weird.

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao." The old man in the golden robe coughed twice and said slowly. It looks like he's badly injured.

The junior brother with the small box on his back didn't say much, and walked straight forward and sat next to the injured Taoist priest, and then called his pulse.

There was no movement for a long time. After about a few minutes, the junior brother moved, and many silver needles magically appeared in his hands.

"Brush, brush, brush—" All of a sudden, the injured old man's body was filled with all kinds of silver needles. But the old Taoist priest who called the senior brother did not stop, but slowly waved his palm over those silver needles. Immediately after, his palm was actually covered by a burst of purple light, and then the light became bigger and bigger, and in the next second, the entire room was illuminated by purple light.

Obviously, this is not the end, the silver needle inserted in the injured old man's body trembled violently as if he felt something, and the crisp sound of "jingle bell" came from each silver needle.

Then the light on the old man's hand seemed to have been summoned by something, and turned into countless balls of light covering the injured old man's silver needle, and then followed the silver needle and drilled into the injured old man's body in a puff of smoke.

"Senior brother, this healing is here, when I go to the secular world to find the Thousand Mountains Snow Lotus, I will completely heal you!" The old man said as he pulled out all the silver needles and put them back in the box.

"Senior brother, I have a heart." The injured old man disappeared in an instant, leaving only this one sentence.

The screen rewinds, the April Hotel.

The little Taoist priest was completely immersed in saving people at the moment. For him, the most important thing now is to wake up the old man in front of him.

Five minutes later.

The old man who was in a coma seemed to have a hint of ruddy on his face because of the few stitches of the little Taoist, and the people present were suddenly shocked.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl also stopped crying, and looked at the little Taoist priest gratefully, her face was ruddy, which meant that her grandfather was saved.

"Thank you, thank you for saving my grandfather."

"Divine doctor, this is divine doctor!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

"I actually saved the old man with a few stitches, and Hua Tuo is nothing more than that."

Immediately, the entire April Hotel burst into applause.

But when everyone praised the little Taoist priest's wonderful hand rejuvenation, the little Taoist priest's face was a little dignified, logically speaking, he applied a few injections, the old man should have woken up, why just a trace of ruddy on his face, it was difficult that he miscalculated? It's impossible, when he and the master traveled in the past, there was an old man who had the same situation, but the master obviously did this, and the old man woke up in a few seconds, but why is he still not awake today?

"Poof-" Just when the little Taoist priest was puzzled, the unconscious old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly the scene was chaotic. The person who originally praised the little Taoist priest also seemed to be frozen suddenly, hasn't it been cured? Why do old people still vomit blood?

The little Taoist priest looked at the old man not far away who had just vomited out the blood and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, sure enough, he had misestimated, because the wrong needle in acupuncture and moxibustion would easily cause the injured person's qi and blood to surge. What to do? What to do? The master didn't teach him how to deal with this situation.