Cheongan Hall————

Su Yunran rubbed her eyebrows, and looked at the woman who was kneeling on the ground crying with a smile.

The woman said without saying a word, seeing that there were more and more people gathered, Su Yue couldn't help frowning, but seeing that Su Yunran was still calm, she was relieved.

After a long time, Su Yunran asked, "Are you done crying?" ”

The woman was stunned and slurred "Miss ......"

Su Yunran showed an empathetic smile, "Get out of the way after crying, if you delay any longer, your husband will have an accident, and I, Qing'antang, will not be responsible." ”

The woman pursed her lips, as if she was a little aggrieved.

Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this lady here for treatment?" After speaking, he looked like he suddenly realized, and waved his hand, "That's the case, Uncle Yue, send off." ”

Su Yue stepped forward, but the woman cried all of a sudden, "No, you can't do this, don't touch my husband." ”

Su Yunran laughed out loud, "Why? ”

The woman's voice suddenly sharpened, "Is this how you Qing'an Tang treats patients?" ”

There were already a lot of people gathered in front of Qing'an Hall, and when they heard the woman's voice, everyone looked over, and some of them were upright and upset for the woman.

The woman hugged the man who had passed out on the ground and cried, "You keep saying that you are a healer, and you don't care about my husband's life or death. ”

Su Yunran said indifferently: "When did I say that I didn't care about your husband's life or death?" ”

The woman stretched out her hand and pointed at Su Yunran, "It's you, it's you who just said that you want to get rid of my husband, and you can't cure him, so you have to drive him away." ”

Su Yunran took a sip of tea calmly, didn't look at the people who were talking in front of the door, and said indifferently, "When did I say that I couldn't cure him?" ”

Without waiting for the woman to speak, Su Yunran said again, "Haven't you been crying?" Or do you not want me to cure? Then Su Yunran slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, and his tone was cold, "Besides, am I a doctor, when do I need you to judge?" I don't have the ability, what right do you have to accuse me? ”

"Do you think that this Qing'an Hall was opened by you, and you are allowed to spread wild here?" Su Yunran's voice suddenly turned high, showing no mercy.

Su Yue frowned, and secretly glanced at Su Yunran, he didn't expect this seventh lady to look good-tempered, and he didn't expect to be so imposing.

The crowd at the door gradually quieted down, quietly looking at Su Yunran, who was sitting in a precarious position.

The white clothes are clear, and the eyebrows and eyes are sharp.

The woman was also stunned and stopped moving for a while.

Su Yunran got up and walked slowly, the woman was just about to shout, but Su Yunran was two thin needles flying out of her fingertips, and they didn't enter the woman's acupoint, and the woman immediately couldn't move, and she couldn't speak.

The woman's heart was cold, and despair gradually rose, staring straight at Su Yunran.

Su Yunran squatted down and probed the man's pulse, and then a few thin needles from his fingertips swung out and pierced several of the man's acupoints, and the man trembled almost invisibly.

The corners of Su Yunran's mouth hooked a faint arc, got up, beckoned Su Yue, and said a few words in his ear, Su Yue took the order, glanced at the man on the ground, and then entered the inner room, and when he came out again, he was holding a bottle of pills in his hand.

Su Yunran lightly ordered, "Give him something to eat." ”

Su Yue squatted down, opened the man's tightly closed mouth with a tough board, and stuffed a pill.

The crowd "......"

So rude.

After doing all this, Su Yunran's slender fingers clicked a few times on the man's acupoints, and then he suddenly retracted the needle.

The man opened his eyes suddenly, snorted in pain, and arched his body, spitting blood incessantly, glowing with an eerie black.

Su Yunran calmly took the handkerchief handed by Jiufei, wiped his hands, and then sat back at the table, quietly looking at the man who kept vomiting blood, and his green fingers knocked on the table again and again.

People who watched the excitement only felt a tingling on their scalps, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Su Yue only secretly mourned for the man in his heart.

Originally, this poison was not difficult for Miss Seven to solve, but Miss Seven had to let him spit it out one bite at a time, which was ruthless enough.

Look at this mouthful of blood spitting out, even if there is a lot of blood, it is not so extravagant and wasteful.

I don't know that after a long time, the blood spit out by the man turned red, and then it slowly stopped, and the whole person lay on the ground in prostration, with a pale face.