"Shut up, what's the noise?" He Junxuan's face was gloomy.

Hearing him suddenly roar, the noisy crowd around him instantly fell silent.

These guys are the masters who see the wind and rudder, and they panic when they encounter something, and they are so afraid that they retract when He Junxuan yells like this, after all, this matter is a matter of human life, and no one dares to stand up and speak.

"Wife, go get me a silver needle!"

Silver?

Shen Mengyue's whole person was stupid.

Could it be that He Junxuan wanted to treat the old man by himself?

She shook her head and threw her ridiculous thoughts out of her mind, and hurried towards a nearby pharmacy.

The old Chinese medicine doctor in the pharmacy heard the news that someone had a sudden cerebral infarction outside, and immediately took out the first-aid medicine and ran out in a hurry, ignoring the silver needle at all.

Shen Mengyue looked at the silver needle on the table, gritted her teeth, and immediately took the silver needle.

She secretly said in her heart: "He Junxuan, He Junxuan, if you want to tease me, then you will die!" ”

"Let's go, let's go."

The old Chinese medicine doctor shouted, quickly broke through the crowd, and came to the old man.

"Who is this old gentleman, who smells of Chinese medicine, is he an old Chinese medicine doctor?"

"You don't know this, this is the shopkeeper of Tongfu Pharmacy, a well-known saint of Chinese medicine, I didn't expect him to be in charge of the pharmacy today."

"With him, it seems that the old man has been saved!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fang Tong's magic hand rejuvenated, he will definitely be able to save the old man!"

The noisy voices of the crowd rang out.

I admire this old Chinese medicine doctor named Fang Tong very much.

As soon as the old man's son saw Fang Tong's arrival, he immediately said to Fang Tong excitedly: "I beg Mr. Fang to save my father, as long as you can save him, I am willing to use you as a cow and a horse!" ”

Fang Tong pressed his hand and signaled him to be quiet.

The old man first gently put the medicine for the treatment of sudden cerebral infarction into the old man's mouth and let him hold it, and then saw that he put his hand on his pulse and carefully observed his breathing.

For a moment, he let go of his hand and sighed softly.

"What's the matter, is my father still saved?" The middle-aged man was anxious.

The old Chinese medicine doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's heart was like ashes, and he looked at He Junxuan angrily.

He couldn't help it anymore, although He Junxuan was out of good intentions and wanted to save his father, but he just couldn't bear it, and the resentment in his heart had nowhere to vent.

He could only lose his temper at He Junxuan.

"It's all your fault, you killed my father, if Doctor Fang had come in time, maybe my father would have to come back, why don't you know how to pretend to understand and kill my father!"

The middle-aged man couldn't accept his father's death for a while.

He even felt that if He Junxuan hadn't helped, his father wouldn't have died at all.

But he forgot that even this old Chinese medicine doctor was called by Shen Mengyue, and he was not qualified to blame anyone at all!

He Junxuan's eyes were full of indifference.

Although he could understand the pain of his father's departure, he did not agree with the middle-aged man's approach.

What's more, the jury is still out on what is going on!

"I brought you the silver needle you wanted."

Shen Mengyue panted and ran to He Junxuan's side and handed him the silver needle.

He Junxuan didn't say a word, he immediately took out a silver needle, pinched it in his hand, and was about to apply the needle.

"Wait."

Fang Tong stopped: "Do you know how to heal, if you can't, don't treat blindly, everyone is dead, you don't need to torture his corpse like this." ”

He Junxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't give you the needle, you come?" ”

"I ......" Fang Tong was speechless.

This person can still try to save himself while he is alive, but just now he took his pulse, his pulse has completely disappeared, and his heartbeat has completely stopped.

How else can this be cured?

Can a needle be applied to a corpse to bring the dead back to life?

As soon as the middle-aged man heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and said scoldingly: "My father is dead, you don't want to let go, you are not very old, but you are so ruthless!" ”

He immediately guarded his father's body and stopped He Junxuan from applying needles.

Even Doctor Fang asserted that it couldn't be cured, so who else could come back?

This young man is ashamed to want to administer the needle, could it be that he really thinks that he is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?

Fang Tong also shook his head.

It can be said that the older you are, the more popular you are, and the older you are, the more skilled your medical skills are, because the emphasis is on accumulation, young Chinese medicine practitioners will only treat minor diseases, and the real major diseases still have to rely on experienced old Chinese medicine doctors to diagnose and treat.

What's more, the old man in front of him is no longer sick.

This is a direct cut off!

How to treat it?

Woke him up with a stab?

It's a fantasy!

However, He Junxuan completely ignored their opinions, and the top priority now was to save people.

"Get out of the way!"

He Junxuan's tone was extremely cold.

If it is delayed like this, the old man will really not be able to be saved, seeing that the middle-aged man is still indifferent, He Junxuan is not polite at all, and immediately picks him up and throws him aside.

Then he raised the silver needle and pierced it directly.

In just a few moments, several stitches fell and pierced the old man's chest.

"It's ......"

Fang Tong stared intently at the acupuncture points where He Junxuan applied the needle, confused, he asked himself that he had never seen anyone treat a disease like this in his decades of practicing medicine.

In his opinion, He Junxuan's medical knowledge is almost none.

But what is strange is that He Junxuan's needle drop every time is very accurate, the force is just right, even he can't do this skillful skill, he can't help but doubt He Junxuan's ability, and began to pay attention to the acupuncture points where he pricked the needle.

Soon, the old man was densely pricked with slow needles.

Acupuncture is a very physically demanding thing, because the spirit must be highly concentrated, and fine beads of sweat have appeared on He Junxuan's forehead under a closer look.

Shen Mengyue looked at He Junxuan worriedly.

At this time, she wanted to wipe the beads of sweat for him, but he had to pay full attention and not receive the slightest interruption.

There is a different rhythm in the process of He Junxuan's needle, which makes the people around him hold their breath and concentrate, and the surrounding sounds seem to disappear suddenly, and everyone firmly locks their eyes on He Junxuan.

Wang Xiaoxue also put away her prejudices against He Junxuan at this time, hoping that he could succeed.

Because the middle-aged man's statement before made her feel very disgusting, it was clear that He Junxuan saved his father first, but he beat him up, which was really infuriating.

"Look, he's moving!"

As He Junxuan's last stitch fell, Fang Tong suddenly felt that the old man's fingers trembled slightly, and everyone present exclaimed, with an unbelievable look in their eyes.

Fang Tong burst into tears directly.

This is simply a medical miracle, is there anything more miraculous in this world?

The medical skills of this young man in front of him are really amazing!

It turned out that he couldn't understand it before, purely because this young man's medical skills were too superb, and he couldn't comprehend it, but now he carefully recalls the whole process of He Junxuan's needle, which is simply a miracle.

"Poof."

The old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his chest instantly became extremely smooth.

At this moment, the bruises on the old man's body have been forced out, which means that his body is not in serious trouble next, and it can be regarded as a successful resurrection!

"Young man, thank you for saving me!"

The first thing the old man did when he woke up was to thank He Junxuan, the last thing he saw before he fell into a coma was him, and the first person he saw after waking up was also him, who else could he have saved himself?

As he spoke, he was ready to get up and express his gratitude.

"It's better for you not to move now, we've already called an ambulance for you, you just wait for the ambulance to come." He Junxuan said seriously.

Now the old man has just woken up, and the crisis has not really been resolved.

After doing all this, He Junxuan turned around and left, beckoning Shen Mengyue and them to leave with him.

"Wait, young man, I haven't thanked you yet, don't go yet." The old man said anxiously, he is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, He Junxuan saved himself, and this kindness should be remembered by himself.

"Forget it, it's a blessing that your son doesn't trouble me, as for apologizing, it's better to save it, this matter is up to me to accumulate virtue for myself."

After speaking, He Junxuan waved his hand and turned around to leave without hesitation.