Shen Junshan's eyebrows were already raised. Hearing Wang Bo's words, he chose to believe it for no reason!
"What? You know how to treat patients? Can you do it? There is no equipment here, so we are helpless!" Director Bai frowned and said, "We'd better wait for the helicopter to come! Otherwise, if we are not careful, the old leader will really be delayed!" "
However, Director Bai couldn't help but darken when he saw He Yuanzheng's increasingly livid face... You must know that the old leader was already very weak, and he was old and now he vomited out several mouthfuls of blood... I really don't know if he still has Can you hold on until the helicopter arrives?
"If you are sure that Grandpa He has stomach bleeding, I have a way to save him. I can help him stop the internal bleeding first!" Wang Bo said seriously. This confidence of course comes from Shenlan. He thought, let Shenlan seal it Or you really should be able to slow down the blood flow rate in the wound. Although the situation was different between when I first rescued Hong Feng and now, the situation is similar.
Although one was injured externally and the other was injured internally, Wang Bo believed that Shenlan would not let him down based on his understanding of Shenlan over the past few days.
"No! I have to be responsible to the old chief. How do you treat it? What method should you use to treat it?" Director Bai stood in front of everyone.
He Xiangu couldn't help but stare into Wang Bo's eyes and said, "My nephew! You can really save my dad, you are not kidding!"
"Of course I'm not kidding! The method I use can be regarded as internal strength or acupuncture. In short, you can understand that I am a master of traditional Chinese martial arts. When the kung fu reaches a certain level of profundity, then... Anyway, it is definitely not something that modern science can explain!" Wang Bo simply made up a reason why he was a martial arts master.
"Are you a martial arts master?" Director Bai's eyes were strange. How could he trust such a young Wang Bo? Although he must be held responsible if something happens to the old leader, it is better to wait for the plane to arrive than to let such a young man treat him randomly. Relatively safe.
"Okay, I don't have time to explain to you! Uncle Shen, clear the place! I have to save people! If it's too late, it'll be too late!" Wang Bo pushed away Director Bai and said.
"Okay! Boy, I have you!" Shen Junshan forcibly pulled Director Bai and pushed him out of the door.
"No, I don't agree to let you treat him. I have to be there, and I have to be responsible for the safety of the old leader..." Director Bai outside the door was still shouting.
Wang Bo looked around at Shen Junshan and He Xiangu. Although they had tears in their eyes, they still nodded to encourage Wang Bo.
He Yuanzheng's body smelled of alcohol and blood. Wang Bo calmly walked to the bed, waved his dark blue hand and pressed lightly on several "acupoints" on He Yuanzheng's stomach and chest... After pressing for a while, he felt When the old man's livid face slowly turned rosy, Wang Bo knew that he had really succeeded, so he continued to wave the dark blue, pretending to be a master of internal martial arts learned from TV, and continued to connect several large acupuncture points on He Yuanzheng's body.
Of course, Wang Bo was not a random person. He had learned first aid. He clicked on the approximate location of the gastrointestinal blood vessel perforation.
In fact, gastric bleeding was mainly caused by the old man's poor physical condition... Wang Bo used dark blue to stimulate He Yuanzheng's consciousness...
Although He Yuanzheng is not in good health, in terms of energy and willpower, he is certainly much stronger than ordinary people after spending his whole life in the military.
A few minutes passed...
With the stimulation of Deep Blue, the bleeding actually stopped, and He Yuanzheng's mental and physical condition also improved significantly.
Shen Junshan and He Xiangu looked at Wang Bo who was sweating with relief. No one noticed that a helicopter had already landed.
"Isn't this nonsense! Even if we are in the hospital and have a well-equipped clinic for internal bleeding, we may not be able to save him, so you can rest assured? Ah? If the old chief has something wrong, how can you explain it! You are really good at it! You dare to let the old leader drink when he has a stomach problem, isn't that a joke with his life!! You guys are so good!!" A group of people rushed in with a shout. The speaker was wearing a white coat, glasses, and a mask. His face could not be seen, but he had never been gray. Judging from the color of his hair, he must be quite old. He also has a certain amount of authority. There are several people in white coats crowding behind him.
"Dean Zhou... we had no choice at the time... and Minister He also agreed!" Director Bai said hurriedly.
"You agree!! Shen Junshan, you bastard! How can you let me, Uncle He, drink!! Who the hell stop it. What are you doing!!!"
Dean Zhou saw Wang Bo was about to put his hands on the old man on the bed and shouted, stepped forward and pushed Wang Bo away and said angrily, "Quick, adrenaline! Three-chamber two-bag tube!! Stretcher!!!"
Wang Bo smiled helplessly at Shen Junshan and walked to the side to find a sofa and sit down. Tired...
"Nephew, how is Uncle He doing?" Shen Junshan asked solemnly.
"It should be nothing serious!! But we should send him to the hospital quickly!"
Soon, after Dean Zhou's simple handling, He Yuanzheng was carried onto the plane on a stretcher.
Shen Junshan, He Xiangu and others also got on the plane!
"Brother Wang Bo, grandpa is really fine!" Ling Feiwu leaned against Wang Bo with her eyes red from crying.
No one felt more guilty than her, although she did not expect that her grandfather would snatch the bottle away and take a few swigs.
"Don't worry! Grandpa He will be fine!" Wang Bo changed his usual talk and said seriously.
"Really?" Ling Feiwu said, licking her little red nose.
"Really! If you don't believe it, just call your mother and ask her later and we'll find out!!" Looking at Ling Feiwu, who was as well-behaved as a little fairy, with tears in his eyes, Wang Bo was filled with excitement.
Sure enough, not long after, He Xiangu arrived at the hospital and hung up the phone to Ling Feiwu, saying that He Yuanzheng's condition was very stable and there was no danger, which reassured the family! But he still needed to stay in the hospital for continued observation... and then specifically asked Wang Bo He answered the phone and once again expressed his apology for the poor reception and sincere thanks to Wang Bo.
"Brother Wang Bo, thank you very much today!" Ling Feiwu let out a long breath, her mood finally improved, and she regained some of her usual energy. The little fairy now slowly transformed back into the quirky little fairy she once was. , that little girl who is as bright as peach blossoms and as beautiful as ice and snow is the best.
"I'll go... she's so pretty!" Wang Bo looked at Ling Feiwu who was acting coquettishly beside him and thought to himself, how much older will this girl get? It's amazing!! Logically speaking, such a top-notch person Wouldn't she feel sour if she slipped away from her and fell into the arms of another man?
It's a pity that Ling Feiwu is Shenhai's client, and although she is Shenhai, she wants to return to a normal life... ugh... it's so difficult!!
"Brother Wang Bo, you are so bad! What are you so charming about!?"
"Hey...you want to know what it is? Can uncle teach you?" Wang Bo deliberately pulled his face.
"Ah, no! Mom told me to entertain you well! She said she wanted you to stay at home if you don't leave at night!" Ling Fei danced away and ran away upstairs.
Wang Bo did not chase after him, but ran to the restaurant again and started eating to his heart's content.
"Humph.. A stupid head knows how to eat delicious food! I'm angry!!" Ling Feiwu was so angry that she yelled at the monitor on the computer. Although she didn't really want to keep Wang Bo for anything, she didn't think so either.
As a beautiful girl, she certainly felt uncomfortable when Wang Bo teased her and rolled her eyes.
Wang Bo had eaten and drank enough, and without inviting anyone, he wandered to Ling Feiwu's room, knocked on the door and said, "Sister, uncle has eaten enough, have you gone to bed? Let's talk about literature?"
"No! I've already gone to bed!!" Ling Feiwu said angrily.
"Okay, then I'm in!" Wang Bo smiled and opened the door lock with a light push of dark blue.
"Ah??!! Who...who let you in!" Ling Feiwu was sitting on the carpet, putting many of her beloved little things in front of her, playing with them happily. When she saw Wang Bo suddenly come in, she was frightened.
Her face was red. Because her smooth and beautiful legs were exposed, with a soft towel quilt sandwiched between them.
"I'm going to play house! But you..." Wang Bo swallowed his saliva and saw that the little girl was sitting there stupidly. His clear eyes were full of shyness, and the white back of his neck was as red as blood.
The most terrible thing is the pair of jade legs. It’s so... so young and infinitely good!
Seeing Wang Bo's eyes, Ling Feiwu quickly wrapped the towel tightly, but Wang Bo smiled evilly and sat over.
"Ah? You...why are you here! I...I'm going to sleep!" Ling Feiwu said in a panic.
"I am your good uncle, so of course I have to care about your growth!" Wang Bo casually picked up a slender chain playing on the ground and said, "Come... uncle, help you put it on! Don't be so careless next time."
It’s gone!”
Wang Bo despised himself for using this method to take advantage of others.
"Ah? No... don't..." Ling Feiwu said weakly, but before she could finish her words, she felt a strong yet gentle hand grasp her calf.
"Don't be polite to me! It's nothing..." Wang Bo gently held Ling Feiwu's smooth and slender calf, then gently held the small anklet with his other hand and gently put it on her ankle.
superior.
"Ah..." Ling Feiwu felt her whole body stiffen, and she screamed softly in fright.
An alluring scent came faintly... warm... fragrant... making people excited.
White and delicate skin, rounded feet, graceful arcs, crystal clear little toes as exquisite as jade...
Wang Bo gently played with this white and delicate little foot for a while, and finally fastened the anklet. The thin anklet made her feet even more beautiful and charming...it would kill her!
"Okay...are you okay? What are you doing?..." Ling Feiwu's voice was so low that she could hardly hear it. Her limbs were weak and her body was burning.
"Come on, sister, do you still have any bracelets, necklaces or various chains? Find them and uncle will help you put them on!" Wang Bo was really reluctant to stop there.
"Ah...no, no more!"
"No more? Oh, I said you are really interesting, you don't have to be polite to me! Or are you looking for it?!"
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"Third watch in the middle of the night~....Looking forward to the morning..."
