Chapter 2: Bring the Master Over!
"Brother security, that's a bad face, the current medical equipment will definitely not be cured unless the whole body is exchanged for blood!"
"Even if you exchange blood, you will definitely fall into the root of the disease!"
"You let me go, I know how to save him!"
……
Zhang Ming spoke quickly, he noticed when he watched the live broadcast before, this Professor Chen is the most important person in this archaeological team, as long as he rescues him and joins the archaeological team himself, isn't it just a matter of his words?
Moreover, with his professional counterpart diploma from archaeology university, this archaeological team is definitely sure to make money!
What Zhang Ming didn't expect was that when the security guard heard this, he was speechless:
"Did you see that person, he came when there was an accident in the afternoon, saying that he could save people in the old way, but I didn't know where to find a bunch of shit and pasted it directly on Professor Chen's face."
"No, let people break their legs and tie them up directly, and the police will come and take them away after a while."
The security officer's face was full of black lines, and his voice was a little displeased:
"Later, we learned that this guy made a bet with the people in the live broadcast room, saying that as long as he did this, someone would brush some rocket...... Professor Chen is a professor of archaeology, a pillar of the country, and you young people are too presumptuous nowadays! ”
"Young man, you still have a great future, don't go the wrong way, like him, insult the pillars of the country, at least three years to start."
Uncle Security spoke earnestly.
The corners of Zhang Ming's mouth twitched, and he looked at the tightly knit bundle, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and he looked frightened, and the person who was thrown in the corner and lying was a little speechless.
"Brother security, I can really save him, you believe me!"
"As long as you bite the black donkey's hooves in your mouth, the silver needle will be pierced into the gods, sandalwood, and pinched people!"
"Pinch it for three minutes and you'll wake up!"
"If you delay any longer, something will really happen!"
……
"Yes......"
Looking at Zhang Ming, who was anxious, the security uncle obviously didn't believe it, and looked at it casually.
That's when it happened.
"Dean Wang of Jiangcheng personally came to check and treat Professor Chen, it's useless, you kid won't think that it can save your life so easily, right?"
"I'm laughing to death, I'm afraid this guy isn't another Bo traffic."
"Still biting the hooves of the black donkey, all those who insult the pillars of the country must be arrested!"
"Uncle security, kidnap him and hand him over to the police! Don't let him run! ”
……
The archaeological enthusiasts who were waiting solemnly next to them noticed this scene, and they all showed disgust, and there were disdainful voices.
Some of the staff of the archaeological team, when they heard Zhang Ming's words, also turned their heads and looked at them coldly, ignoring them.
"Boy, get out of here, or don't blame us for being rude."
The security uncle was no longer in the mood to say anything more to Zhang Ming, and responded lightly, when he was about to leave, Zhang Ming had no choice, gritted his teeth, reached into his pocket with one hand and took out acupuncture equipment, and ran towards the crowd.
But I didn't run two steps before I found that my feet were hanging directly from the ground.
This made Zhang Ming a little speechless, and looked back at a bald man who was two meters tall and muscular, wearing a black vest, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Big brother, if you let me down, I can really save him!"
In Zhang Ming's explanation, Dahan scratched his head and smiled innocently.
turned around and found a nylon rope to tie him up and threw it together with the live broadcast of the Bo traffic.
This made Zhang Ming very helpless.
"If you don't believe me, he'll really die in a while!"
"I'm really not here to get traffic, don't throw me and him together!"
Zhang Ming looked at the flickering red and blue lights in the distance, and felt a little numb in his scalp, if nothing else, the police would take him and the person next to him directly as a kind of person as soon as they arrived.
At that time, I really couldn't argue.
But the people on the security team still looked at it indifferently and ignored it.
Suddenly.
"Ahem... cough cough cough ......"
A violent cough sounded, and an anxious woman's voice suddenly sounded:
"Dr. Wang, teach him how to ......"
"Dr. Wang, the patient's blood pressure suddenly increased! The heart beats fast! ”
"Dr. Wang, the veins in the patient's neck are also starting to turn black!"
"Suddenly the pressure in the lungs starts to increase, Dr. Wang, this ......"
……
Anxious voices sounded one after another, Dean Wang's face was a little ugly, looking at Professor Chen lying on the ground, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Professor Chen's symptoms are very strange, one second his blood pressure was normal, his heart pulse was fine, and the next second he started coughing up blood!
"Ahem......"
Professor Chen's face was painful, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and Dean Wang was also very anxious, and the faces of the archaeological team changed greatly and became nervous.
The group of archaeology enthusiasts also looked hesitant, not knowing what to do.
Zhang Ming looked at the panicked crowd around, his brows furrowed, it seemed that the evil qi had already penetrated his heart, and Professor Chen had not lived for a few hours.
When Professor Chen dies, even if the archaeological team explains the facts, he will inevitably stay in prison for a few days and suffer a little.
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Ming had no choice but to speak again:
"Quickly use a silver needle to pierce the dovetail, the two points of the giant que, and seal Professor Chen's heart!"
"If you don't seal your veins, he won't be able to survive for two hours!"
Hearing this, the security personnel in charge of guarding Zhang Ming hesitated, the people of the archaeological team showed anger, and the archaeological enthusiasts also scolded:
"When are you still making trouble!"
"Damn, is this person trying to kill Professor Chen!"
"Why haven't the police come and arrest this man!"
……
Everyone looked at Zhang Ming with disgust, and the two nurses who were busy hearing this also chose to ignore it, but Dean Wang seemed to think of something, and suddenly showed a solemnity.
He took out the silver needle from the medicine bag, and after a short hesitation, he gritted his teeth and pierced the dove tail on Professor Chen's chest.
Under everyone's gaze, Professor Chen suddenly stopped coughing, but grew his mouth, his eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot, and he began to pant violently!
This time, everyone was stunned.
Dean Wang was also stunned, looking at Professor Chen's appearance as if he was unable to breathe, Dean Wang quickly spoke:
"What's next!"
"The four acupoints of the wind gate, the body pillar, the lung Yu, and the Lingtai are acupuncture in turn!"
"Press Tanzhong, let him spit out the blood stasis first!"
……
Hearing that familiar voice, Dean Wang did not dare to delay, and instructed the team members to help Professor Chen up, quickly find the acupuncture points, and drop the silver needle.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed the Tanzhong acupuncture point, and saw Professor Chen wow, directly highlighting a large pool of blood.
"Professor!"
The archaeological team members were anxious, but Dean Wang looked at Professor Chen, who fell into a coma again, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"The pressure in the lungs is back to normal."
"Blood pressure back to normal!"
……
As the nurse's excited voice sounded, Dean Wang took a deep breath, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and shouted:
"Bring the master over!"