The two bodyguards were both outstanding disciples from martial arts families. They had practiced martial arts since childhood and were familiar with the various meridians and acupuncture points of the human body. They could tell at a glance that all the acupuncture points pressed by Ye Han's fingers were faulty.
associated with the heart, from which they concluded that Ye Han was indeed saving people, and that Ye Han's accuracy in identifying acupoints and his speed of action were far beyond their imagination. Even those masters of acupuncture who have been immersed in this art for decades could not
But that's it.
I really didn't expect that this young boy with a slim figure and delicate features was actually a hidden master. It was ridiculous that just now the two of them regarded him as a little kid who didn't understand anything.
The two bodyguards looked at each other in amazement. While they were surprised by Ye Han's extremely skillful way of tapping and identifying acupuncture points, they also secretly smiled bitterly because they had made a mistake.
In just a few minutes, Ye Han seemed to have exhausted all his energy. When the last finger fell on the silver-haired old man, he breathed a long sigh of relief, slumped on the ground weakly, and wiped a layer of blood on his forehead.
With beads of sweat, he said to the girl in black trench coat: "Okay, uncle will wake up soon. Let him sit and rest. Don't move around. Wait for the ambulance to come... Oh, put on his clothes, be careful.
Catch a cold."
After saying this, Ye Han felt the weakness of his body and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
In his previous life, this disease was nothing to Ye Han. Using the healing wood aura and the "Taiyi Divine Needle" of the "Immortal Medical Sect", he could quickly make the silver-haired old man jump alive.
, and after the soul was reborn, the spiritual energy in his body
Quan Yuan, the only thing he can do now is to use the most common acupuncture techniques to reactivate the silver-haired old man's stopped heart and temporarily save his life. The rest can only be left to the hospital to deal with. As for whether it can be cured
Okay, then we have to leave it to fate.
"Hoo..."
As soon as Ye Han finished his words, the silver-haired old man gasped slightly, and then he woke up from his coma.
"Wake up! Wake up!" The girl in black trench coat was overjoyed. She glanced at Ye Han gratefully, quickly put on clothes for her grandfather, lowered her head and called softly a few times.
When the onlookers saw the silver-haired old man waking up, they immediately let out a burst of admiration. They looked at Ye Han with curious eyes, thinking that this young boy was indeed quite capable.
After the silver-haired old man woke up, he found himself lying in the arms of his granddaughter. There was still some twitching pain in his heart. He knew what had just happened. He breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his heart with his palms, and frowned.
He frowned deeply and sighed: "Oh, my old problem of angina pectoris is getting worse and worse!"
"Grandpa, you scared me to death just now!" The girl in black trench coat pointed at Ye Han, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and adjusting his breathing, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, this little doctor saved you, otherwise,
I don’t even know what to do. The damn ambulance hasn’t come yet!”
"Little doctor?" The silver-haired old man looked at Ye Han and saw the boy selling wontons. He was surprised and said: "Shuang'er, you mean...he saved me?"
The girl in black trench coat nodded and said: "Yes, grandpa, you just fainted. This little doctor came over and said that he knew some medical skills and could revive you. The little doctor was so powerful. He slapped you for a while, and the result was
You're really awake. Oh, grandpa, don't move. The little doctor asked you to sit here and wait for the ambulance to come."
The silver-haired old man raised his white eyebrows, took a deep look at Ye Han, and said, "So, the young man is my savior? Well, then I have to thank him very much."
"Yes." The girl in black trench coat nodded vigorously, turned to Ye Han, and said, "Grandpa, he seems to be very tired from saving you! Look at him, he is still sweating profusely!"
Ye Han had just reactivated the heart power of the silver-haired old man, concentrated his energy, and after some treatment, he felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he was so weak that he could hardly sit still. He tried to use his previous life in the "Fairy Doctor Sect" to
Practice the "Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue"
Adjust your breath and regain your physical strength as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the body that the soul took away is really weak to the extreme. In addition, there is no aura in the Dantian now, so I adjusted my breath for a while and felt that the effect was not great. I simply sat on the ground and waited.
Physical strength slowly recovers on its own.
Hearing the conversation between the silver-haired old man and the girl in black trench coat, he opened his eyes and looked at the silver-haired old man who was also sitting in front of him and was also very weak. He forced a smile and asked: "Uncle, are you feeling better?"
The silver-haired old man said: "My chest is still hurting...I don't have any strength...but I feel much better than before I fainted. Young man, how are you?"
Ye Han smiled bitterly and said: "Me? To be honest, my current situation is very bad! My method of saving people is very energy-consuming, and now I feel like I am about to collapse..."
The silver-haired old man also saw Ye Han's weakness and sighed: "Young man, I really want to thank you this time! If it weren't for you, my old bones might be dead. Don't worry, you saved my life, and I will do well."
Thank u."
Ye Han waved his hands and said with a smile: "Doctors are kind-hearted, so there is no need to thank you."
The silver-haired old man asked curiously: "Medical doctor? Aren't you studying in No. 1 Middle School?"
Ye Han knew that he had let something slip, so he laughed dryly and said: "Well... I once had some medical skills with an old Chinese medicine practitioner. I should be considered a doctor, right?"
The silver-haired old man nodded and said: "Doctors are kind-hearted, that's great! Young man, if you become a doctor in the future, you must be a good doctor!"
When he said this, he felt another cramp in his heart, and his brows couldn't help but frown deeply.
Ye Han said: "Uncle, you'd better pray that the hospital ambulance will arrive soon, otherwise... I can't guarantee that nothing will happen to you!"
The silver-haired old man was very open-minded and said calmly: "Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and honor are in heaven. I am old. If God insists on taking away my life, there is nothing I can do."
The girl in black trench coat spat: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense! You are only in your early sixties, you are still young!" After saying that, she stood up anxiously, glanced into the distance, and stamped her feet: "Why isn't the ambulance here yet? Humph,
If you come a little later, their dean will be removed!"
Everyone in the audience thought that the girl in the black trench coat was just saying angry words, but Ye Han took it seriously. From the girl's words, he concluded that the silver-haired old man was a high-ranking official, and maybe he really had a word to remove the city hospital.
long rights.
At this moment, with the whistle blaring, an ambulance from the city hospital roared from a distance, stopped on the side of the square, the door opened, and a group of doctors hurriedly got out of the car.
A bodyguard next to the silver-haired old man strode to the ambulance and negotiated with one of the fat doctors in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses. Without saying a word, the doctor immediately waved his hand and led others to carry him.
Holding the stretcher, he trotted all the way to the silver-haired old man.
"Tang Shu..."
When the fat doctor saw the silver-haired old man, his straight waist immediately bowed like a shrimp, and his face became frightened. It seemed that he didn't even dare to take a breath, and he shouted respectfully: "Tang Shu...
…”
"Dean Liu!" Seeing that the fat white doctor wanted to reveal his identity, the silver-haired old man immediately waved his hand, interrupted his words, looked at him sternly, and said solemnly: "I just had an angina pectoris attack, please.
You take me to the hospital for a check-up."
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