Wang Wei came to the old man in a big way, squatted down and flipped over the old man's eyelids, and then pinched the old man's body...

"Who has a blood pressure monitor?" Wang Wei said to the flight attendant in a deep voice.

"We have it." A flight attendant hurriedly handed over an electronic blood pressure monitor, which was a regular equipment for flight attendants to prevent emergencies.

"Blood pressure is 120, 190, heartbeat is 120." Wang Wei reported the measurement result, and he was also panicked. Now he must lower his blood pressure, otherwise the patient's heart will definitely not be able to bear it. Although others have a bad character, their medical skills are still acceptable.

"The patient has a heart problem, which is likely to be a myocardial infarction. I will take the heart-saving pill first. Now there is no other equipment, and there is no way to diagnose it." Wang Wei shouted loudly.

"I've eaten it just now, but I haven't seen any improvement." A flight attendant said hurriedly.

"Ah." Wang Wei was also panicked. He didn't know what to do without medical equipment. According to experience, the elderly usually suffer from acute illness, and taking heart-saving pills will have any effect.

"Where is the patient's family? Is there any underlying disease?" Wang Wei said calmly.

"The old man took the bus himself and was not accompanied by his family." The conductor responded.

"This is difficult. Without medical equipment, I can't find out the specific cause of the disease now, and I can't help it. The patient doesn't even have family members, and I don't know what disease I've had before." Wang Wei frowned and seemed to be muttering to himself, in fact, letting everyone know that it's not that his medical skills are not good, but that the objective conditions are not good.

"Why do I come and have a look?" Su Weifeng said softly.

"My boyfriend graduated from a key medical college abroad and didn't even realize it. Why are you a barefoot Chinese medicine doctor? You are wasting your time." Xue Ying said disdainfully.

"Then let our Chinese medicine doctor take a look. Maybe the medicine will be eliminated." Wang Wei stood up and gave way to Su Weifeng, saying neither yin nor yang.

Wang Wei had no choice. Instead of being stared at by someone in awkward manner, it would be better to let this damn kid go and see it, which would be considered a throwaway. By then, the old man would have to settle the score with this kid if he couldn't do it.

This time, Su Weifeng put his palm on the old man's heart, and then his palm began to wander around the old man. This time, Su Weifeng used his true energy. His previous guess was good. The old man's blood vessels were indeed blocked, and there was more than one place.

The most serious part is on the head, and it is this blockage that caused the old man to fall into a coma.

Su Weifeng took out a small small bamboo tube more than one foot long from his pocket and poured out a silver needle from it. The length of this silver needle is about the same as that of an ordinary silver needle, but its thickness is more than twice that of an ordinary silver needle.

"Damn, silver needles, the legendary silver needles should be used to point acupoints." A young man who often watches fantasy shouted excitedly.

"Shut up, be quiet."

A middle-aged man slapped him, and was a little embarrassed when he saw his son.

"A liar in the world, are you slapping randomly? Are you responsible for killing someone?" Wang Wei scolded sternly.

"That's right, you can get into trouble if you're fine." Xue Ying also echoed.

"What do you know? Do you understand the Chinese national art? This is a treasure passed down by our ancestors." Feng Baoer was not willing to be outdone.

"The old man has a blood clot in his brain. If he is not cleared in time, his blood vessels will soon rupture..."

Su Weifeng said in a deep voice, he was talking about the facts. No matter whether the old man's heart could hold it up, the old man's head has now formed a blood clot. If he does not treat it, the blood vessels will soon break and form cerebral hemorrhage. With the medical conditions on the train, there is no way to treat it at that time.

"What do you mean?" Su Weifeng looked at the flight attendant.

"Are you sure?" The flight attendant looked at each other with several flight attendants, and everyone's eyes were full of suspicion and some worry.

"No confidence." Su Weifeng said without any concealment.

"Ah..." The flight attendant didn't expect Su Weifeng to say so righteously, even if you give me some hope and say 50% sure.

"But I'm sure he can't hold on for a few minutes." Su Weifeng said seriously.

"Okay, please be sure to cure the old man."

The flight attendant still made a quick decision, and she also knew that the current situation was extremely delayed. It would be better to have hope than to die.

After saying this, she sat on the stool beside her. After making the decision, she was relieved. She knew that if something happened, she would not be able to escape, but she still couldn't let her passengers ignore it.

Su Weifeng twisted the silver needle with his hand and stabbed it steadily on the blocked blood vessel. He attached it to the silver needle with his true energy, slowly piercing into the blood clot position and swayed gently.

Because the old man's blood vessels were already very fragile, Su Weifeng used his true qi to shock the blood clots, and also had to distribute part of the true qi to protect the blood vessel from rupture. This delicate control force was also a severe test for his spirit.

"You are waiting to be responsible. You can still believe in this doctor." Wang Wei said to the flight attendants disdainfully.

"Shut up." Before the flight attendants could speak, the middle-aged man who had just scolded the young man spoke, staring at Wang Wei with a stern look.

Not only the middle-aged man, but also the people watching the fun stared at him, and no one from the flight attendants gave him a good look.

Wang Wei opened his mouth but still didn't say anything. At this time, it was obviously not a wise choice to be angry with the public.

The sweat beads on Su Weifeng's head had already flowed down his face. No one dared to disturb him now. Su Weifeng suddenly pulled out the silver needle, and a little blood gushed out along the needle hole.

A flight attendant screamed and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Su Weifeng sat on the ground, so tired that he was almost exhausted. Feng Baoer hurriedly squatted down and let Su Weifeng lean against him, and the tissue helped him wipe his sweat.

"Hmph, what did I say..."

Wang Wei was about to speak sarcastically when he saw the old man suddenly move, slowly open his eyes, and look around in a daze.

"What's wrong with me?" The old man was a little confused when he saw so many people surrounding him.

"Yeah, it's great." Feng Baoer hugged Su Weifeng's head and kissed him hard.

"good."

"Miscellaneous Doctor..."

"I will be a fan of traditional Chinese medicine in the future."

"Aren't you a black fan of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"I can't turn into a fan."

"Thank you doctor..."

There was a burst of applause and cheers around. Everyone's impression of traditional Chinese medicine was still in the stage of catching the pulse and catching medicine. They really didn't believe it if they did not see it with their own eyes. It was amazing to save the elderly with cerebral thrombosis with a silver needle.

Several flight attendants thanked them repeatedly, and the flight attendant also breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the old man also learned about the incident from the flight attendant. He also knew about his situation. He had already booked it for a stent after half a month. Unexpectedly, he became ill before the operation. If he hadn't met Su Weifeng this time, he would have died on the train.

The old man wanted Su Weifeng's mobile phone number and would repay Su Weifeng after he returned home, but Su Weifeng decisively refused. He saved the old man not for money, so his temperament changed if he wanted to collect money.

He told the old man a few more words to ask him to have surgery as soon as possible, and then left the place with the help of Feng Baoer. The crowd watching the fun at the door took the initiative to make a way out for Su Weifeng and once again applauded. As for Wang Wei and Xue Ying being embarrassed by everyone's sight, they had already slipped out of here in a hurry.

"This is a doctor, not for fame or profit..."

"Yes, look at the turtle and what's the matter just now, and there is no medical ethics at all. Doctors are better in China."
Chapter completed!