Little Doctor Song!

Someone in the crowd recognized who the person was, and immediately said in surprise.

Seeing Dr. Song, Song Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, this time, she has eight points of certainty, as for the remaining two points, it depends on the will of God and the boy's own will to survive.

The appearance of Dr. Xiao Song gave hope to the middle-aged man who was about to despair again, and some people in the crowd didn't know who it was, and the insider immediately enthusiastically introduced it.

Doctor Song, he is the sitting doctor of Renhetang, don't you know Renhetang? It is a century-old medical hall, Doctor Song has superb medical skills, is kind, especially good at acupuncture, and the little Doctor Song has obtained the true biography of Doctor Song, which is out of the blue!

Doctor Song also taught everyone how to distinguish the medicinal materials, and Renhetang was responsible for the purchase of the picked medicinal materials, and the price was higher than that on the market.

Speaking of Renhetang, Doctor Song and Dr. Xiao Song, the people around me have endless words, and the dull and tense atmosphere is suddenly relieved a little.

Oh!

Hearing this, the county magistrate nodded secretly, feeling relieved that he could have such a benevolent physician under his rule, and secretly decided that he must go to Renhetang to have a look and meet this Doctor Song when he has time.

Doctor Song came to Song Wan'er's side, he had just seen the boy's situation outside, and when he came closer to observe, his face was even more stern, the boy's situation could be said to be waiting for death.

"Little girl, what do you need to do, you say!" Little Song said.

At this time, the official who was ordered to go to find medicinal materials had already prepared the things, and there was also a set of silver needles used in acupuncture, Song Wan'er looked down and pouted with some dissatisfaction, this time it was too late, and then she must prepare a set of exclusive silver needles for herself.

"Here, here, and here......" Song Wan'er pointed to a few places on the boy's body, and told Dr. Song one by one, asking him to use acupuncture to cooperate with him.

Doctor Song's face flashed with shock, these acupuncture points are located around the patient's heart, and there are two or three places, which are dead points on the human body, which cannot be moved, but Song Wan'er asked him to prick needles in these places at the same time.

"Ready? Okay, let's get started. Song Wan'er said without raising her head, her eyes quickly swept over the boy's body, and her mind was quickly thinking about what to do for a while, so as to force out the dirty blood in the boy's heart in the fastest time.

How long can acupuncture last, she knows very well that she must act quickly and simply within the time that Dr. Song has won in order to be able to get a ray of life for the boy.

"Okay." Doctor Song took a deep breath and nodded, and then realized that Song Wan'er couldn't see it, so he said yes, and at the same time stood on the other side, so that it was convenient for him to apply the needle but would not hinder Song Wan'er's position.

The surroundings were quiet, the officials stood around, clearing out an absolutely safe space for Song Wan'er, there was too late, and there was no way to ask for an absolutely clean environment, looking at the boy's increasingly pale face and faint breathing, no one would suspect at this time that he might die in the next moment.

Dr. Song used needles according to the method explained by Song Wan'er, and Song Wan'er moved her hands at the same time, quickly slashing over the patient's body, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of acupuncture points on the patient's body were pierced with silver needles, and the silver needles shook tremblingly, just like the mood of everyone present.

Silence, depression, tension, time seemed to be short, but everyone felt that they had waited too long.

Song Dafu and Song Yu, Yunmo looked worriedly, Li Zheng looked attentively, the county magistrate looked at Song Wan'er with scrutiny, and the surrounding crowd, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they were full of worries about the boy at this moment.

"No, his heartbeat is getting weaker and weaker." Cold sweat broke out on Dr. Song's forehead, he could barely detect the little boy's heartbeat, and his hand tried his best to keep it steady, stitch after stitch.

"Hold on a little longer." Song Wan'er's situation is not very optimistic, she still overestimated the treatment methods of this era, and most importantly, she overestimated the boy's physical condition and the will to survive.

He himself had no desire to wake up, in other words, he didn't want to live anymore, so he allowed his body to die of exhaustion.

"You talk to him." Song Wan'er said to the middle-aged man next to her while quickly moving the needle with both hands.

"Say...... Say what? The middle-aged man hesitated, his hands trembling faintly.

"Say what he wants to hear and make him persevere." Is it still up to her to teach this? How this man is a parent.

Song Wan'er took the time to glance at the middle-aged man, met his eyes that were about to cry, and the anger in her heart dissipated a little, "Let him have the will to survive, he doesn't want to live, and no one else can save him." ”

"No...... Don't want to live! The middle-aged man muttered, with a shocked face, he must have heard it, "He heard what I said to his mother, so he didn't want to live, no wonder he was so sick this time, he didn't want to live anymore, he resented us!" The middle-aged man laughed as if crying, and the expression on his face was complicated and indescribable.

"The child is damned, this child resents us, it's us, it's us who hurt the child, I deserve to die!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but say, his voice was crying.

The woman looked at the boy's increasingly pale face, and felt cold in her hands and feet.

In the crowd, a slight smile appeared on the corner of someone's mouth, but it quickly disappeared, and he just frowned uncomfortably and covered his mouth.

Song Wan'er felt that she was about to lose control of her temper, was this person unclear? At the critical moment, you say something useful, and you are alone there muttering to yourself, what kind of ability is it.

"No, his heart is not beating." Doctor Xiao Song said urgently.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale, and the woman rushed over like crazy, but after hearing the middle-aged man's murmur, she was stupidly stunned.

"He's not breathing." Doctor Song stretched out his hand to test the boy's breathing, and said distractedly.

Song Wan'er felt that she was about to die, wasn't she quite able to say it just now? At the critical moment, he will only pretend to be stupid, what kind of parents are he.

"You're still so young, the world is so big, you haven't seen many things, and you just die, are you willing?" Song Wan'er pushed away Dr. Song, leaned on the boy's heart and listened, her hands quickly went down a few times, and then she clenched her fists and slapped the boy's heart one by one.

"Forget it, little girl, he's already ...... "dead!" In the latter words, Dr. Xiao Song looked at Song Wan'er, who was trying to save people, and he couldn't speak.

"It's not that easy to die." Song Wan'er said with a vicious expression, she doesn't allow it, even if it is death, don't want to take people away.

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