The scream was so harsh that it startled Lin Pingfan.
Looking up, I saw a young woman wearing office attire, standing in the living room and shouting for help to the armed men outside.
Lin Pingfan frowned slightly and looked down at his current appearance.
Half-crouching on the ground, he grabbed the old man's arm with one hand and held the silver needle with the other, about to pierce the old man's body.
For other people, it would be easy to think that he was plotting to kill the old man.
"I'm not harming your grandfather, but saving him!" Lin Pingfan shouted hurriedly towards the woman.
It's not that he's afraid, but the language barrier here can easily lead to quite a bit of misunderstanding.
Fortunately, this young woman speaks fluent Yanxia dialect.
However, Lin Pingfan's explanation was feeble, and the woman's voice had already attracted more than a dozen armed men outside.
These militants are all courageous people, and they do not know Lin Pingfan.
As soon as he rushed into the hall, he was surrounded by a group of people. A dozen black guns were aimed at his head, and they screamed at him.
Lin Pingfan frowned and said to everyone: "I am not trying to harm him, but to save him. There is surveillance in the hall, you can check it at will."
"But I need to save people first, otherwise your grandfather will die soon."
What he said was clear and logical, but it was a pity that these militants didn't understand what he was talking about.
They still aimed their guns and said something with angry expressions, as if they were reprimanding Lin Pingfan.
The woman rushed towards the old man with an anxious expression. She knelt on the ground and tried to help the old man up.
"You can't move him. He just had a serious fall. Several bones may be broken. Moreover, he suffers from an old disease. This fall may make his illness worse!"
"If you touch him rashly at this time, it will easily cause disaster!"
Lin Pingfan decisively stopped him!
The old man's condition is not good now. He dare not reach out to help him easily, let alone others.
"Who are you anyway? You keep saying you are saving my grandfather, but why do you use a long needle to harm him?"
While the woman looked anxious, she sternly questioned Lin Pingfan.
Although she insisted that Lin Pingfan was harming her grandfather, she stretched out her hand because of Lin Pingfan's words. She did not dare to help her grandfather, fearing that something would really happen.
Lin Pingfan frowned slightly: "Don't you understand Yanxia dialect? I have already said that I am saving him, not harming him!"
Anger gathered in the woman's eyes, and she reprimanded: "Nonsense, you have such a long needle in your hand, and you still say you don't mean to harm anyone?"
"This is the first time I've heard that long needles can be used to save people!"
The woman was completely ignorant of Yanxia's acupuncture techniques and insisted that Lin Pingfan was harming her grandfather.
Lin Pingfan frowned. This woman looked pretty good, but her skin was a little dark and a little thin. Even though she had a straight figure, she was still a little thin and lacked some of the temperament that people should have in hot summer.
This woman is from northern Myanmar and does not understand the acupuncture technique in the hot summer, which is normal.
"This is the acupuncture technique of traditional Chinese medicine in the hot summer. It is a silver needle that saves people, not a long needle like you said." Lin Pingfan's face was already a little unhappy.
The old man was in danger, and the woman kept asking questions.
Today, I decided to take action because of my kindness. I didn't expect to receive such obstacles.
However, when the woman heard about acupuncture, her face changed obviously. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise: "Are you from Yanxia?"
Lin Pingfan couldn't help but be stunned by these words, and nodded slightly as a response.
"Your surname is Lin?" the woman asked excitedly and surprised, staring at the silver needle in Lin Pingfan's hand.
‘Hiss…’ Lin Pingfan couldn’t help but take a breath!
I don't even know the woman in front of me.
How did he know his surname was Lin?
I have a special status and came to northern Myanmar with a mission. Could it be that I was recognized?
"How did you know?" Lin Pingfan frowned slightly and asked cautiously.
After getting Lin Pingfan's answer, instead of doing anything weird, the woman showed surprise in her beautiful eyes!
"No wonder you entered here with a long needle. It turned out to be Dr. Lin. I didn't expect you to arrive first!"
Lin Pingfan was stunned by these words. He did have medical skills, but he had not made any appointment with the woman in front of him.
What's more, I am still undercover and will not have any transactions with anyone, even if the other party comes up with the Young Master Order.
"Dr. Lin, I misunderstood you. I'm really sorry. I thought you wanted to harm my grandfather!"
Her face turned a little red and she apologized for what had just happened.
At the same time, she also used the northern Burmese language to ask the militants surrounding Lin Pingfan to leave.
It is not difficult to guess that this woman's status is not low in northern Myanmar.
After everyone left, the woman anxiously urged Lin Pingfan: "Doctor Lin, I spent a lot of money to ask you to come here from the hot summer. Please act quickly. I'm afraid that grandpa..."
At this time, the old man's breath became weaker due to the delay just now.
His lips were purple, his breath was like silk, and there was a faint haze between his eyebrows. It was only a moment and a half before he died.
Lin Pingfan knew that the woman had recognized the wrong person, but he did not explain that the old man was in critical condition and needed medical treatment as soon as possible.
He knelt down and lifted up the old man's shirt.
The old man has an old heart disease, which is similar to heart disease.
He needs to use silver needles to straighten out the old man's energy and blood, and then take medicine to rest.
But just when he had just lifted up the old man's clothes, the hand that was about to inject the needle suddenly stopped.
Even his face couldn't help but darken.
When the woman saw this, she felt something was wrong, and asked hurriedly with some concern: "Doctor Lin, my grandfather...is there no medicine left for him?"
Lin Pingfan's face was gloomy, he took a deep breath and stared at the old man's chest.
The old man has dry skin and some fur and bones, which seems to be caused by malnutrition.
But whether the woman or the old man is dressed well and can order the militants outside, it is enough to show that they are of extraordinary status and do not suffer from malnutrition at all.
Moreover, the old man's heart was accompanied by a mole the size of a fingernail.
Lin Pingfan's face was gloomy, his brows furrowed, he pointed at the scab and asked, "Your grandfather has always had a scab here?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "This is not a mole. It suddenly appeared on my grandfather's chest six years ago."
"Originally, this thing was only the size of a sesame seed, but as time went by, it is now the size of a fingernail. I also took my grandfather to the doctor, but the doctor said...it was just a mole."
"Dr. Lin, will this thing affect my grandfather?"
Lin Pingfan's face was gloomy and his expression was serious at the moment.
He did not respond to the woman's words, but picked up the silver needle and slowly pierced the thing that looked like a mole...