"Looking for trouble? Don't accuse a good person unjustly! You just said that he is not a doctor, but just a small security guard. If something happens, who can bear the responsibility?" Fan Wenhua mocked sarcastically.
"Fan Wenhua! What are you talking about? Haven't you seen Brother Ye curing the diseases of the elderly?" Shen Shixue retorted unconvinced.
"Maybe he's just treating the symptoms and not the root cause. After all, he's not a professional doctor! He's still laughing if nothing happened." Fan Wenhua mocked with a weird look on his face.
However, I don't know if it was a coincidence or not. Not long after Fan Wenhua finished speaking, an old man suddenly screamed "Ouch" at the scene. He covered his stomach in pain, curled up and fell to the ground, shivering. During this time, my whole body was so painful that cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
"Look? Something happened!!"
Fan Wenhua looked gloating, but he was secretly laughing in his heart.
"Xiaoxue, let's go over and take a look!" Liu Tiansheng quickly ordered.
"OK!"
Shen Shixue nodded, and then the two of them walked up quickly, caring about the patient's condition.
At this time, Ye Fan had already gone up immediately. He helped the old man up and asked with concern: "Old man, what's the matter with you?"
"I...stomach hurts! It hurts so much...Ouch! Ouch!" The old man covered his stomach, the pain was almost excruciating.
"Brother Ye, what's wrong with Uncle Zhang?" Shen Shixue asked with urgent concern.
"Don't worry!!! Let me take a look!" Ye Fan said with a serious face, and then immediately checked the old man's pulse.
I saw that the old man's pulse was disordered, completely different from before.
How could this happen?
Ye Fan frowned. He could state with certainty that the old man was fine, but if something happened to him suddenly, something must have gone wrong.
So, he immediately checked the silver needles used for acupuncture just now, and saw that one of the silver needles was slightly black, and it was obviously stained with poison.
And Ye Fan remembered the silver needle he used when he gave the old man acupuncture just now.
What you need to know is that there were only a dozen silver needles on site, but there was something wrong with this one. It was obvious that someone had tampered with it secretly while I wasn't paying attention.
"Ye Fan!! What's going on? Why does Uncle Zhang suddenly have a stomachache?" Liu Tiansheng asked anxiously with a serious expression.
"President! Someone took advantage of me not paying attention and tampered with the silver needle. Look at this silver needle. The body of the needle is a little black. It is completely different from other silver needles!!"
Ye Fan showed the silver needle and compared it.
Everyone took a closer look and found that the silver needle was indeed somewhat black, but it would be difficult to spot it without careful observation.
"Who has touched the silver needle just now?" Liu Tiansheng asked coldly with a serious expression.
"I don't!!"
"I do not have either!!"
"President, I think I saw Fan Wenhua touching a silver needle just now, but I don't know if he touched this silver needle!"
...
At this time, someone suddenly said something and pointed out.
"Fuck you! Are you with Mark? When did I touch a silver needle? Don't wrongly accuse a good person here!"
Suddenly, Fan Wenhua retorted on the spot and cursed.