At this time, Ye Zihao and Yang Ruobing looked at each other in confusion. When they turned around to take a look, they were shocked to find that Manager Xie had fainted on the ground, and the employees in the company were in a panic.
"Sister Wang! I called 120, but there is a traffic jam outside at this time. What should I do?"
Someone said worriedly.
"Damn it! Even if I carry Manager Xie to the hospital on foot, it still takes half an hour. If the rescue is not timely, wouldn't Manager Xie..." A middle-aged woman said with a worried look on her face.
"Sister Wang, what should we do?"
"You ask me? Who am I asking?"
"No! Manager Xie is foaming at the mouth!"
…
Just when everyone was feeling desperate, Manager Xie was foaming at the mouth, his whole body was shaking like an epilepsy, and his pale face was as scary as a vampire zombie.
Due to working overtime and staying up late for a long time, and because Manager Xie had a heart problem, he suffered a heart attack and fell to the ground in a coma.
"Yi Zihao! Will Manager Xie be okay?" Zhao Ying frowned tightly. Although she and Manager Xie just met by chance, their lives were at stake?
"I'm here, he will be fine!"
Ye Zihao looked serious, then walked up and said to everyone: "Everyone! Let me take a look."
"Young man, are you a doctor?"
"right!"
Ye Zihao lied and said that he was not a doctor, but he was the 9th generation successor of the Medical Saint Sect.
"That's great, please help me see a doctor quickly."
Suddenly, everyone was overjoyed.
Zhao Ying on the side looked hesitant to speak. Where is Ye Zihao a doctor? If something went wrong during the rescue, wouldn't he be legally responsible?
But because there were so many people at the scene, she was embarrassed to expose Ye Zihao's lies on the spot.
Just when she was hesitating, Ye Zihao had already taken out a delicate little brocade box from his body. It could be seen that the brocade box was exquisitely made and made of sandalwood. Judging from the wood, it seemed to have a certain age.
At this time, Ye Zihao gently picked up the silver needle with his right hand, and after a simple disinfection, he began to perform acupuncture.
Hands up!
The needle dropped!
Pierce 1 inch straight!
Half an inch diagonally!
You can see him using silver needles to prick Manager Xie's Jianshi, Xuehai, Zusanli and other acupoints. If there are senior Chinese medicine practitioners at the scene, they will definitely be shocked by Ye Zihao's superb acupuncture skills. He can be called a master of acupuncture.
level.
Um? This... this guy really knows how to heal?
Zhao Ying's worried mood gradually eased.
About 20 minutes later, Ye Zihao put away the silver needle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the rescue was in time."
Soon, Manager Xie's originally pale face began to gain some color, his body stopped shaking, and his breathing became evener.
"Look! Manager Xie is awake."
Suddenly someone screamed in surprise, and everyone's worried hearts were finally calmed down.
Seeing Manager Xie slowly open his eyes, with a look of astonishment on his face, he asked: "I...what happened to me just now?"
"Manager Xie, you suddenly fell into coma just now. Fortunately, you have this gentleman...Eh? Where are the others?"
Sister Wang was looking for Ye Zihao, but found that he was walking towards the door.
"He saved me?"
Manager Xie was a little surprised and asked in confusion.
"Yes! If it weren't for him, Manager Xie, your situation would be unimaginable."
Sister Wang nodded in response.
After Manager Xie knew the whole story, of course he wanted to thank his savior. When he saw him, he quickly called out: "Mr. Ye! Please stay!"
"Um? Manager Xie, did you ask me for something?"
Ye Zihao stopped, wondering about the question.
"Mr. Ye! Is it convenient for you to come into my office and talk?"
"convenient!"
"Okay! Please come with me!"
Immediately afterwards, Manager Xie led Ye Zihao and the others into the office again.
A heart attack is very dangerous if the rescue is not timely. Facing the savior, Manager Xie was emotional and said gratefully: "Mr. Ye! Thank you for saving me just now. Otherwise, I, Xie Jun, would have
Your life is at risk."
"It's okay! It's just a little effort from me." Ye Zihao chuckled a few times and said.
Xie Jun smiled and said: "Mr. Ye! I decided to let the counter sell your 'Queen Whitening' facial mask."
“Mr.
Ye Zihao said seriously that what he wanted was sincere cooperation, not well-intentioned charity.
"Mr. Ye! Don't get me wrong. I let you come in partly out of gratitude, but more importantly because I value your medical skills. You just introduced the efficacy of this facial mask. It contains pure Chinese medicine ingredients, and you
His medical skills are excellent, I believe this facial mask will not be any worse."
Xie Jun explained with a smile.
"this……"
"Mr. Ye! Don't hesitate, your medical skills can save me, and the mask will definitely not be any worse, so I believe in you!"
Xie Jun said seriously.
"Okay! Manager Xie, on behalf of the company, I'd like to thank you for your trust in our products."
Ye Zihao smiled bitterly. He never expected that this business was concluded because of the matter of rescuing people.
"You're welcome! Haha!"
Xie Jun laughed and said.
Immediately afterwards, the two parties once again exchanged some details. When both parties reached a consensus, Ye Zihao and the others signed a contract with Xie Jun.
Ten minutes later, Ye Zihao and the others said goodbye to Xie Jun.
After arriving downstairs, Zhao Ying stared at Ye Zihao like a monster.
"Sister! You keep staring at me, don't you like me?"
Ye Zihao joked jokingly.
"I like you big-headed guy!" Zhao Ying rolled her eyes at him angrily and said.
"Then why are you always staring at me?"
"I just want to see what's different about you. You usually talk a lot, but you actually know how to heal?"
Zhao Ying said with a serious expression.
"..."
After hearing this, Ye Zihao had the urge to have black lines on his forehead, and he said in confusion: "Sister! Are you praising me, or are you hurting me? I am usually steady and down-to-earth, how can I be so talkative?"
"Tch! Are you steady? Are you down-to-earth! Come on?" Zhao Ying cast a look of contempt at him, and then she asked curiously: "By the way! Ye Zihao! Are you really good at medicine?"
"Just average, third in the world!" A certain guy couldn't help but straighten his back, and his air of aura could no longer be described as a villain's success.
"Okay! Then help me find out what's wrong with my body?" Zhao Ying asked curiously.
"You want me to treat you?"
"right!"
"I'm afraid, if I say it, you'll scold me?"
"Don't worry! I'm so gentle. If I'm going to curse, just say it as much as you can!"
"Sister! Actually you are sick!"
After that, Ye Zihao ran away like a gust of wind with a "whoosh" sound.
Seeing Zhao Ying trembling with anger, she stood upright and stamped her feet, shouting angrily: "Ye Zi Hao! Come here, I promise not to beat you to death! Bastard! Stop!"