The people around the excitement also watched this scene with bated breath, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Next, Chi Jiao applied needles to several positions on Old Man Meng's forehead.

From head to toe, Old Man Meng had a total of nine stitches on his body.

Nine needles and one vein, it is Chi Jiao's exclusive therapy.

Combined with the medication she gave, the effect is excellent.

Old Man Meng endured great pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not move.

Seeing that Old Man Meng's face gradually turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, the surrounding melon-eating crowd couldn't help but start muttering in their hearts.

Can this really work?

Why did you look at Old Man Meng's face worse than just now?

"Grandpa Meng looks very painful." Huo Wanwan couldn't help but speak again, she glanced at Old Man Meng with worried eyes, and then looked at Chi Jiao, "Chi Jiao, does your method really work?" Don't you see that Grandpa Meng is suffering right now? ”

Chi Jiao's eyes didn't wave, and she turned her head and glanced at Huo Wanwan lightly: "It's okay." ”

Huo Wanwan wanted to say something, but Yan Qingqing's voice sounded coldly again: "Huo Wanwan, if you can, you can try to treat Old Man Meng, if you can't, you just shut your mouth and don't compare." ”

Huo Wanwan was really afraid of Yan Qingqing, so she closed her mouth immediately, and there was a deep unwillingness hidden in the depths of her eyes.

She can't be like Yan Qingqing, she can say any vulgar words.

She's a little fairy.

The little fairy doesn't swear, so she can only endure it.

Seeing that Huo Wanwan had stopped, Yan Qingqing snorted coldly.

The huge hall fell into silence, and everyone's attention was on Old Man Meng again.

Old Man Meng felt that his left leg seemed to be on fire, and it hurt and itched. Wonderful Pen Court

"Grandpa Meng, hold on, when I take the needle, you won't be in pain anymore." Chi Jiao said softly to Old Man Meng.

The girl's soft voice sounded like it had a soothing power, and Old Man Meng endured great pain and said hello in a trembling voice.

Another five minutes passed.

Chi Jiao began to take the needle.

After all the nine needles were removed, Old Man Meng felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat.

Immediately after, he spurted out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

The blood was black and had a faint fishy stench.

"Dad!" Meng He and Meng Xueqing saw that Old Man Meng vomited blood, and immediately walked to the sofa and shouted nervously.

The other Meng family members present also surrounded them.

Huo Wanwan saw that Old Man Meng vomited blood, a gloating flash flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Chi Jiao: "Chi Jiao, you have cured Old Man Meng, and his old man has vomited blood!" What are you thinking? ”

These words seem to be questioning Chi Jiao.

In fact, she wanted to shift the attention of everyone present to her.

The reporters who originally pointed the camera at Old Man Meng immediately turned the lens and aimed it at Chi Jiao.

Many people also set their eyes on Chi Jiao's body, full of condemnation.

"This little girl is so young, how can she be so confused? Joke about other people's lives. ”

"Old Man Meng's situation just now was already a little wrong, and now he is vomiting blood."

"If you vomit blood, it must be serious, and this Meng family is really good, why don't you call an ambulance?"

“……”

Letting those discussions get into her ears, Chi Jiao still had a calm and breezy expression, quiet and peaceful.