"Brother Hao, Uncle Yan, the owner of the braised goose restaurant opposite, is ill. Come out and have a look."
Guoguo ran in and shouted anxiously to Jiang Minghao, who was researching a new recipe for body-building equity herbal tea in the back hall.
"Sick?"
Jiang Minghao stared, and immediately got up and went out with Zhao Bing, Ren Shuting and the others to take a look.
Opposite the Braised Goose Restaurant, a group of people had gathered around the door. Among them, doctors from major medical clinics, upon hearing Aunt Wang's anxious shouts, ran over to check.
Even Huang Ruoxi, who was having lunch in Longrentang, heard Ah Qing's cry and immediately put down her rice bowl and came out. She was the first to go into the restaurant and took Uncle Yan's pulse. For a moment, she looked solemn and said: "He has myocardial infarction."
, causing shock symptoms, help her to our hospital quickly."
"etc."
At this time, Huang Haoyu came back, immediately grabbed Huang Ruoxi, pointed at Uncle Yan and said nervously: "Sister, this is a sudden myocardial infarction. If you don't handle it well, you may die at any time. We still..."
"Stop talking, it is the duty of a doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded. Uncle Xu, Aqing, help the person back to the hospital quickly." Huang Ruoxi glared at Huang Haoyu, knowing what her brother meant, but how could she not save him even if he was dead?
Jiang Minghao, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but admire Huang Ruoxi as he decisively helped Uncle Yan to Longrentang.
If she had refused just now, Jiang Minghao would not hesitate to take Uncle Yan back to Jiang Medical Hall.
Huang Haoyu, who was following behind, knew that his sister was kind-hearted, so he had no choice but to walk out. When he saw Jiang Minghao at the door, he arrogantly cursed: "What are you looking at? If I give it to you, can you cure it?"
Seeing Huang Haoyu's arrogance, Guoguo was very angry: "This man is so arrogant. Isn't he just having a great grandpa? What's so great about him?"
"that is…"
Ren Shuting, Wang Jing and the others couldn't stand Huang Haoyu's arrogant and arrogant attitude, so Jiang Minghao gave up and said, "Let's go in and have a look too."
All of a sudden, other doctors and onlookers also poured into Longrentang.
At this time, Uncle Yan was already lying on the hospital bed, and Huang Ruoxi was standing taking his pulse. Her quiet almond-shaped eyes were slightly serious, but she was very calm. From the way she was calm in the face of danger, it was obvious that she was in a very good state of mind.
"He is in shock due to myocardial infarction. He should be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately, otherwise it will be very dangerous." Standing next to Jiang Minghao, Zhao Bing was the first to step forward. Ignoring Huang Ruoxi next to him, he checked Uncle Yan's symptoms and said immediately.
"Is it serious?" Aunt Wang asked nervously.
"Well, your life is in danger at any time." Zhao Bing said seriously.
"Oh, Xiao Lu, please call 120 and call an ambulance."
Aunt Wang was so anxious that she ignored Huang Ruoxi who was diagnosing her pulse next to her and shouted to the hotel clerk.
"It's too late. It takes fifteen minutes for the ambulance to reach the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street. Now Uncle Yan's condition is not optimistic. We must control his heart rate." Jiang Minghao stood aside. He didn't take action because Huang Ruoxi was taking the pulse, so he had to abide by the rules.
"Haoyu, take the silver needle." Finally, Huang Ruoxi put down Uncle Yan's wrist and turned to shout to Huang Haoyu next to her.
"Sister, do you really want to save me? What if there is an accident..."
"I'll let you get the silver needle."
Huang Ruoxi was very dissatisfied with her brother's timid attitude and scolded him coldly.
Huang Haoyu had no choice but to ask Ah Qing to quickly get a set of silver needles.
"Do you want to perform acupuncture?" Jiang Minghao looked at Huang Ruoxi.
"Well, we need to use a silver needle to control his heart rate, otherwise as you said, his heart will stop beating at any time." Huang Ruoxi looked calm and turned to Jiang Minghao and said.
Jiang Minghao nodded without saying anything. Zhao Bing stood beside him and asked in a low voice: "If it were you, how sure are you?"
"I?"
Jiang Minghao looked at Zhao Bing, shook his head and smiled: "This is a sudden myocardial infarction, not as special as Ren Shuting's mother last time, but don't underestimate Dr. Long Rentang."
Zhao Bing nodded and said no more.
Ah Qing took the silver needle, and Huang Ruoxi asked Huang Haoyu to help take off Uncle Yan's shirt. She opened a set of silver needles, took out a 20 mm silver needle, and stabbed it steadily into the Tanzhong point on Uncle Yan's chest.
Then he took out another silver needle and inserted it quickly and accurately into the Tianchi point in his heart.
"This, could this be the Emperor's Divine Needle from Huang's Medical Sect?"
Seeing Huang Ruoxi's skillful technique, Wang Ming and other doctors around her exclaimed that she was indeed the granddaughter of Miracle Doctor Huang. This needle manipulation technique was not something they could do.
"That's right, this is the Emperor's Divine Acupuncture of our Huang family's medical school, the second type, the Soul-Asking Acupuncture Technique!" Huang Haoyu, who was standing next to him, immediately proudly introduced it to the doctors who were watching Wang Minghou's family in the forest.
"Much more powerful than what you used last time."
Jiang Minghao, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but nod in praise when he saw Huang Ruoxi's acupuncture technique.
Huang Haoyu's face tightened, he glared at Jiang Minghao fiercely, and snorted: "Nonsense, my sister uses the Emperor's Divine Needle, but in my Huang family's medical sect, my strength is only lower than that of my grandfather, and no one can be better than her.
, even your Nine-Turn Divine Acupuncture from Jiang’s Medical School is not as good as the Emperor’s Divine Acupuncture from Huang’s Medical School!”
But Huang Ruoxi, who was giving Uncle Yan acupuncture, couldn't help but look back at Jiang Minghao when she heard the nine-turn magic needle, and then said to Huang Haoyu: "Shut up and be quiet."
After being scolded, Huang Haoyu glared at Jiang Minghao before closing his mouth.
People around him didn't dare to speak, so as not to disturb Huang Ruoxi's acupuncture.
Soon, Huang Ruoxi was applying acupuncture on Uncle Yan's Tianhui acupoint, Mingmen acupoint and other major acupoints, and her acupuncture techniques shocked many young doctors around her. Even the old doctors such as Wang Yulin, Hou Dedong, Zhang Mao and others were full of praise.
Jiang Minghao also secretly praised that Huang Ruoxi was worthy of receiving the true biography of Miracle Doctor Huang. From her acupuncture skills, no one in the entire Chinese medicine street could match her.
Even Jiang Minghao himself didn't dare to say he could compare.
Within five minutes, Uncle Yan's complexion and heart rate slowly returned to normal.
This made everyone around him surprised and relieved.
In particular, veteran doctors such as Wang Yulin, Hou Dedong and Zhang Mao saw this scene and sighed: "It seems that a strong enemy has arrived in the Chinese Medicine Street."
"Yes, I have heard for a long time that the granddaughter of Dr. Huang has excellent medical skills. Now that I can see the Emperor's magic needle with my own eyes, I really admire her."
"Xiao Jiang, you have met your opponent." Zhang Mao patted Jiang Minghao on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"No, they are better than me..."
Jiang Minghao humbly gave up, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Uncle Yan lying on the bed, his body shaking violently, and even spitting out a mouthful of blood, which frightened everyone around him and panicked: "What's going on?
Wasn't it fine just now? Why did you vomit blood..."
Huang Ruoxi was stunned and quickly reacted, asking Huang Haoyu and Ah Qing to hold Uncle Yan down and pull his wrist to feel his pulse. Her pretty face suddenly changed and she murmured: "He has a congenital heart disease..."
"Oh, you girl, can you cure the disease? Lao Yan, Lao Yan, don't let anything happen to you..."
Aunt Wang pulled Huang Ruoxi away and hugged Uncle Yan, who was shaking violently. There was blood in his mouth, his face was pale, his eyes were white, and he might die at any time...