"Look for trouble? Don't wrongly accuse a good person! You just said that he was not a doctor, but just a little security guard. If something happens, who can afford to take responsibility?" Fan Wenhua sarcastically mocked.
"Fan Wenhua! What are you talking nonsense? Haven't you seen Brother Ye cure the elderly's illness?" Chen Shixue retorted dissatisfiedly.
"Maybe it's just a treatment of symptoms but not a root cause. After all, he is not a professional doctor! It's already a joke that nothing happened." Fan Wenhua mocked with a strange voice.
However, I don’t know if it was a coincidence. Not long after Fan Wenhua finished speaking, an old man suddenly screamed in an "ouch" at the scene. He covered his stomach in pain, curled up on the ground, trembling, trembling In the middle, my whole body was so painful that my forehead was filled with cold sweat.
"Look? Something happened!!"
Fan Wenhua looked gloating, but she was smiling secretly in her heart.
"Xiaoxue, let's go over and take a look!" Liu Tiansheng quickly spoke and ordered.
"OK!"
Chen Shixue nodded, and then they both walked up quickly, caring about the patient's condition.
At this time, Ye Fan had already gone up as soon as possible. He helped the old man up and asked with concern: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
"My stomach hurts! It hurts so much...oh!!oh!" The old man covered his stomach and the pain was almost in pain.
"Brother Ye, what's wrong with Uncle Zhang?" Chen Shixue asked urgently.
"Don't worry!!! Let me see!" Ye Fan looked serious and then took the old man's pulse as soon as possible.
I saw that the old man's pulse was disordered, completely different from what he had just happened.
How could this happen?
Ye Fan frowned. He could express his confidence that the old man was fine, but something suddenly happened to the other party. Something went wrong here.
So, he checked the silver needles he had just acupuncture, and saw that one of them was a little black and obviously had poison on them.
Ye Fan remembered that silver needle he used when he was acupuncture on the old man just now.
You should know that there were only a dozen silver needles on the scene, but there was something wrong with this silver needle. It was obvious that someone secretly took advantage of his inattention.
"Ye Fan!! What's going on? Why did Uncle Zhang suddenly have a stomachache?" Liu Tiansheng asked with a serious expression and anxious look on his face.
"President! Someone took advantage of my inattention and twitched his hands and feet on the silver needle. Look at this silver needle, the needle body is a little black, completely different from other silver needles!!"
Ye Fan lit the silver needle and compared it.
Everyone looked carefully and saw that the silver needle was indeed a little black, but it would be difficult to find if they didn't observe carefully.
"Who has touched the silver needle just now?" Liu Tiansheng asked coldly with a serious expression.
"I don't!!"
"Neither I!!"
"President, I seemed to have seen Fan Wenhua touch the silver needle just now, but I don't know if he touched this silver needle!"
......
At this time, someone suddenly said something and pointed it out.
"Don't you go shit! Are you from Ye Fan's group? When did you touch the silver needle? Don't blame the good guy here!"
Suddenly, Fan Wenhua retorted on the spot and cursed. This chapter has been completed!