The matter intensified, and although the physical altercation was stopped, the verbal intensity became more and more intense.

The second master was beaten and his mouth was full of blood, and the spitting stars of the people of the Ivy Spring Society almost drowned us.

Uncle Ya pushed away the crowd with a fan, walked out slowly, and slapped me on the head.

"Back off!"

Uncle Ya had a cold face and shouted at me.

I took a few steps back, and Uncle Ya was between us and the second master.

"Something happened, and your own people were in the nest first? All of them are really promising!"

Uncle Ya pointed his finger at Wang Ju: "Find a doctor and take a look, when President Wang wakes up, all the truth will be revealed!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the crowd: "Old Sun, you come out and take a look!"

A few minutes later, a squirting old man emerged from the crowd.

The old man took out a pulse pillow from the medicine bag and placed it under Wang Ju's wrist.

The moment Wang Ju's palm was opened, something was written crookedly on the palm.

Everyone's eyes were focused on his hands, and the scene was silent, and the pins could be heard.

The second master covered his face with one hand, walked forward quickly, squinted at it, and then looked up at me, his face was already full of frost!

"It's your name!"

I hurriedly stepped forward and took a closer look, it was really!

Although I am a little vague, I can still tell it.

I immediately cried out.

Wang Ju, Wang Ju! Are you determined to harm me?

"Old grandson." Uncle Ya shouted indifferently, "You continue."

Then the crowd dispersed, making room for the doctor.

Although Lao Sun's eyes were closed, I obviously felt that this old man's face was wrong.

"Wow"

Lao Sun shook off the gray needle bag from his bag, and the tower-shaped silver needle flashed cold.

"Poof!"

A silver needle pierced along Wang Ju's Baihui acupoint.

The half-foot-long silver needle was completely submerged, and Wang Juding did not react at all.

Lao Sun's technique is very neat, and between a few breaths, Wang Ju's various acupuncture points have been filled with silver needles.

"Hey."

As the last needle fell, a long sigh erupted from Lao Sun's mouth.

Lao Sun shook his head and pulled out the silver needle, muttering in his mouth, "Wooden stiff."

He didn't move much, but he exploded like thunder until everyone was cold.

The so-called "stupor" is a traditional Chinese medicine term.

In Western medicine, it's called a vegetative state!

In other words, except for Wang Ju, who has a breath, the rest is no different from a dead person!

Uncle Ya hurriedly took a few steps forward and pressed Lao Sun's hand with one hand: "Could it be a misdiagnosis?"

He glanced at Uncle Ya and rattled the bell of the tiger on his waist.

"I'm a descendant of the Medicine King, so I can't see this thing clearly."

"He was hit by a heavy object, and his internal stale became a real wound, and he was powerless to return to the sky."

Lao Sun's words were like cold water in a hot oil pot, and they exploded with a bang.

The silence of the crowd was instantly chaotic, and I could clearly hear everyone talking to each other.

The second master pushed everyone away, patted the dust on his body, and shouted angrily, "Your heart is poisonous!"

"Turn President Wang into a vegetative person and hide all the truth!"

I did knock Wang Ju unconscious, but I can't be beaten into a vegetative state at all!

I thought about it carefully, and shouted repeatedly, "Wang Ju should have been injured by mistake, and when Da Kui came to save us, the house collapsed!"

"It must have been smashed at that time!"

The second master sneered a few times and took out his mobile phone: "Okay, I'll convince you to die."

The phone was dialed, the amplification was turned on by the second master, and Da Kui's voice came from inside.

When the second master asked about today's matter, Da Kui responded very dryly.

"When I arrived at the factory, I did see Chen Qi holding a knife, and his hands were covered in blood."

"Sun Qilin was lying at his feet, and Wang Ju didn't move."

……

I just felt my ears ringing, and I couldn't hear the rest of the words.

Da Kui didn't lie.

But I snatched the knife from Wang Ju's hand, and I didn't kill Sun Qilin!

The truth is not what he sees at all!

Originally, I couldn't tell clearly, Wang Ju was still unconscious, and Da Kui's words gave me a fatal blow.

I'm wronged more than Dou E!

At this time, the second master beckoned to a few young men behind him and shouted.

"You go to the scene now, live or die, and bring me back!"

The corners of the second master's pale mouth were trembling slightly, and the crutch in his hand poked the ground fiercely.

"If you don't make it clear, no one will get out of this door!"