"Zhang Yang, you wait for me!"

Su Zhantao hurriedly chased after him from behind, while Wu Sheng walked last with his luggage, and they all ran towards the door.

At the door of the hotel, there were already one or twenty people around, six or seven of them looked very anxious, and there was an old man with white hair lying on the ground, the old man was lying on the ground, his expression looked very painful, and he was still clutching his chest, and no one around dared to touch him at this time.

This is not like in later generations, for fear of being blackmailed by the elderly, because there is a man in his thirties who has been yelling there and not allowing them to touch people casually.

The anxious people were almost all holding their mobile phones and making calls, and some of them were not speaking Chinese, such as some local dialects in Southeast Asia.

"Let me go, can you let me in and have a look, I'm a doctor!"

One or twenty people, gathered together, also formed a small circle, at least Zhang Yang stood outside It is not easy to enter.

Hearing Zhang Yang say that he was a doctor, the few people in front of him consciously got out of the way, and the man who prevented others from touching the old man and kept shouting to wait for the ambulance to come hesitated when he looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang first took a closer look at the ground, then looked at the man in front of him, and then said, "I'm a doctor, let me see him first!" ”

Zhang Yang's tone was very light, the man in front of him was vaguely similar to the old man on the ground, and although the man in front of him prevented everyone from contacting the old man, his face looked very anxious.

"Thank you, no need, the ambulance will be there soon, my grandfather usually has a heart attack, this will not be able to move!" The man finally shook his head, he was very anxious, but Zhang Yang's age really made him unbelievable, so he could only wait for the ambulance there.

Heart disease?

Zhang Yang's brows jumped slightly, the old man covered his heart, and the painful appearance was indeed very similar to a sudden heart attack, but once this kind of disease occurs, it is very dangerous, and it is very likely to cause serious consequences if it is not rescued in time.

Zhang Yang also looked back, and there was no ambulance around at all.

"This big brother, I don't move the old man, let me give him the number and pulse, it's just the number and pulse!"

Zhang Yang raised his head and whispered to the man, he knew that the other party did not trust him, but the patient's condition was very urgent at the moment, and he was worried that there would be danger if he couldn't wait for the ambulance to come, so he raised this point.

The man glanced at him again, with a little surprise on his face, and asked directly, "Are you a Chinese medicine doctor?" ”

"Yes, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner of the Third Hospital of Changjing!"

Zhang Yang nodded, he was actually just an intern doctor in the Third Hospital, and he had not been assigned exactly where he went, so he was not considered a Chinese medicine practitioner.

However, in order to convince this man, he could only say this, anyway, as long as Zhang Yang is willing, there is no problem at all to go to Wu Youdao's Chinese medicine department, and there is no one stronger than him in the entire three hospitals.

"Okay, take a look!"

The man finally nodded, and after speaking, he raised his head and looked into the distance, and shouted at the people next to him in words that he didn't understand.

Zhang Yang squatted down and gently knocked on the old man's vein.

After more than ten seconds, his brows gradually condensed, the old man's pulse was very weak, slow and stringy, thin and uncertain, this was indeed very much like a sudden heart attack, and the old man covered his heart, plus the man said that the old man had a history of heart disease, if it was other Chinese medicine, it could basically be concluded that this was a heart attack.

It's just that in the pulse, Zhang Yang faintly felt that something was wrong, the pulse was very thin, but the speed was a little too fast, which was a bit unconventional.

As early as when Zhang Yang was a child, his grandfather told him that if there was a trace of error in the pulse, he could not make a judgment, and he must be completely sure.

The difference is a millimeter, a thousand miles away, the pulse is the same, a little difference may be the opposite, this old man has signs of a heart attack, but it should be more than that.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang leaned forward, wanting to pry open the old man's mouth.

"What are you doing?"

The man suddenly screamed, Zhang Yang's movements made him very nervous, he was the grandson of this old man, his grandfather had also suffered a similar illness before, and the doctor had strictly instructed him not to move when he was sick, and he must wait for a professional doctor to come.

"I want to see his tongue, by the way, did you give him any medicine?"

Zhang Yang squatted there and didn't move, raised his head and asked again.

"Grandpa took medicine when he was unwell just now, but it got worse after taking the medicine!"

The man nodded, his eyes were slightly red when he talked about his grandfather, and he kept looking into the distance, but the ambulance had not been able to arrive, which made him look very anxious.

"It's worse after taking the pill?"

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, looked down at the old man's eyes and forehead carefully, thinking of the pulse just now, he had already understood something.

Zhang Yang suddenly reached out quickly, pinched the old man's mouth, let his tongue stick out unnaturally, looked at it carefully, and then nodded lightly and let go of his hand.

The man was stunned again, and then showed an angry look, Zhang Yang's movements were too fast, he wanted to stop it too late, Zhang Yang had already done all this.

"Zhantao, give me my bag!"

Zhang Yang shouted outside, at this time he already understood what was going on with the old man, this old man's situation was very urgent, and if he didn't rescue him, he was afraid that the person would be finished.

Even if the ambulance comes, the wrong method will make the old man die, Zhang Yang is a doctor, with basic medical ethics, since the old man is in front of him, he has a way, he will not see death without help.

For him, saving people now is the most important thing, and he doesn't think about anything else or care about anything else.

"Ah, okay, let me in!"

Su Zhantao was still on the periphery, and when he heard Zhang Yang's shout, he hurriedly squeezed in and handed over Zhang Yang's canvas bag.

Zhang Yang's bag was handed over to Su Zhantao when he took the room card just now, and he never got it back.

Opening the bag, Zhang Yang took out a box from it, this box Su Zhantao is no stranger, and he has seen it once, the last time Zhang Yang gave Su Shaohua acupuncture, he brought this box with him, and it was a set of silver needles.

Because he had to give Su Shaohua and Director Zhao's father frequent injections, he took a set of needles from the hospital with him, because the things were not heavy, and Zhang Yang was a little lazy, so he kept them in his bag, but he didn't expect them to be useful here.

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as Zhang Yang opened the needle box, the man screamed again, and several other people also noticed Zhang Yang and all gathered around.

"His illness is very dangerous, I want to help him treat his illness, and besides, the old man is not a pure heart attack, he is a heart attack caused by poisoning, if you wait for the ambulance to come and only treat him according to the heart disease, you will not be able to save him!"

Zhang Yang said slowly, but he didn't stop under his hand, he had already taken out two needles.

"Poisoned?"

The man exclaimed, looking extremely surprised, and several people around him were also stunned, but they all had suspicion on their faces, obviously not believing Zhang Yang's words.

There was also one of them, with a hint of panic on his face.

"Don't mess around, you say poisoning is poisoning, we don't believe you, we have to wait for an ambulance!"

The man also shouted, his Chinese was a little stiff, but everyone could understand the meaning.

Saying that, he still wanted to step forward to pull Zhang Yang.

"Stop!"

The first man snorted suddenly, and grabbed the man, his face a little hesitant, but more of a fortitude.

"Akui, listen to him, let him take care of him, you stand aside first!"

The man said coldly to the man, and panic flashed in the eyes of this man named Akui, but he still stood aside obediently.

"You can cure it, if it is cured, I will thank you, if it is not cured, I will not let you go!"

The man said heavily to Zhang Yang, with a threat in his tone.

Zhang Yang shook his head slightly, he didn't pay much attention to his words, he had seen a lot of such family members, and they were all anxious patients who deliberately said some threatening words, but in fact, they themselves were not malicious.

Zhang Yang is not afraid of this, if he was afraid, he would not come here and take the initiative to save people.

The two silver needles were pierced on the old man's cheeks by Zhang Yang, and the internal strength followed the silver needles into the old man's acupuncture points, constantly wandering around his body.

The old man's condition was very urgent, but the most urgent thing was not the sudden heart attack, but the poison in him.

Heart disease is all caused by this poison, and the medicine taken by the elderly has a good effect, and the power of the medicine will also be exerting, but it is not as big as the poisonous surname.

That's why the old man seems so painful, and he hasn't been well.

The treatment of the disease should treat the symptoms and the root cause, and Zhang Yang can also do it to urgently remove the threat of heart disease in the elderly, but if the toxin is not removed, the heart disease of the elderly will be repeated, and it will be repeated soon, and it will be more powerful, and it will be more dangerous at that time.

In this way, treatment is useless at all, and only by taking the specimens together can the elderly be truly cured and the crisis resolved.

The two silver needles kept trembling, and Zhang Yang continued to put down two more needles, this time the position of the needle was on the neck.

After four stitches, the painful expression on the old man's face was much lessened, the hand holding his chest was not so tight, and the man's face showed joy, but he still didn't dare to move, he still stood there, watching carefully.

Not far away, the sound of an ambulance also came, and the ambulance they wanted was finally coming.

Zhang Yang, who was squatting on the ground, took out two more sterilized needles, and pricked one more needle at each of his eyebrows, after this needle, the pain on the old man's face basically disappeared completely, and he seemed to have a little smile.

"Okay, really?"

"It's amazing, isn't it, this is a heart attack, just a few stitches?"

"This young man is not simple, master!"

There were also some hotel guests or staff around, who would all talk in a whisper, and everyone was a little surprised when they looked at Zhang Yang. They were very clear about the old man's appearance just now, and comparing the old man's expressions before and now, everyone understood that his condition had improved greatly.

The man's face was also full of surprise, but Akui, who was drunk aside, had more panic in his eyes, and he still had a look of resentment when he looked at Zhang Yang.

(To be continued)