Old Tang has a seven or eight-year-old grandson, who is at a naughty age, and today there is a banquet at home, and the little master came over to watch the excitement for a while, and felt that the adults were very bored, so he hid on the stairs and ate jelly.

The child, fearing that his parents would find out, would urge him to go back to his room and sleep, so that he could not see his body as long as he did not go upstairs.

After eating like this for a while, the child started to play with it, and just wanted to sit up, but he became so emotional that he swallowed it without chewing the food in his mouth.

Jelly is different from other foods in that it is an elastic thing, and once it enters the esophagus, it expands in size and blocks the esophagus, which can be dangerous to the child.

The boy choked at once, and he couldn't breathe, but fortunately he still knew that he had to call for help, and struggled to get up, and wanted to run down the stairs.

It's just that at the moment of life and death, he was stuck again, just ran two steps, his feet were empty, and he fell directly down the stairs.

The hall was full of people, and immediately a servant found out that something had happened to the little young master, and immediately took the child to find the eldest young master and the eldest young grandmother.

At this time, the eldest young man of the Tang family ran to play cards with his friends, and the eldest young grandmother also had a good conversation with a group of wives, and the maid swept around, but he couldn't see these two people at all.

There was a commotion, which immediately attracted the attention of Lao Tang's group.

Everyone got up and walked over to see what was going on.

"Old Tang, isn't this your grandson?"

"yes, why are your faces purple? Stuck on something? ”

Listening to these discussions, looking at the child's bruised face, Old Tang also panicked, what should I do?

At this moment, a voice sounded beside Old Tang, "Quick, help him up!" ”

The voice sounded familiar, and Old Tang didn't have time to tell who said it, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and helped his grandson's upper body up.

Su Nian was extremely fast, stretched out her right hand, and took off a ring from the index finger of her left hand, and before everyone could react to what she was going to do, she saw Su Nian's right hand shake, and a long silver needle appeared in front of everyone.

This needle is completely different from the silver needle you usually see, it is four or five times as long as that needle, and it can be easily pierced with a physique like the little grandson of the old Tang.

"Hold on!" Su Nian told Lao Tang in a deep voice, and without waiting for him to answer, he held the needle in his right hand and stabbed it towards the top of the child's head.

This is the second time Su Nian has used this long needle, and the stitching method of this needle is very special, which always gives Su Nian a feeling of dominating the world and creating the world.

At this moment, the silver needle has been pierced into the fontanelle of the little young master, and it stands to reason that for a child as big as the grandson of the old Tang Dynasty, the fontanelle has long been closed, and there is no gap between the bones.

But in front of everyone's eyes, Su Nian's silver needle trembled straight, and it was still piercing downward, and he didn't know how to find such a long needle, how did he find the gap and pierce it down, and where did it go?

Saving lives is like fighting a fire, Su Nian continued to pierce downward while figuring out the needle feeling.

Tang Wenyuan's wife rushed over at this time, and seeing that more than half of the silver needle had entered the top of her son's head, and his precious grandson's face was bruised, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the woman suddenly let out a scream.

I saw her take a step forward, and just came to Su Nian, and was about to pull Su Nian's arm, "What are you doing?" Let go of my child! ”

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