The person standing next to the Bishop of Marseille instinctively supported him from behind: "Bishop of Marseille, what's wrong with you? Bishop, wake up!"
The man tried to shake the Bishop of Marseille.
But the Bishop of Marseille showed no reaction.
There was even more uproar below.
A few people who were close rushed over and asked: "What's wrong with the Bishop of Marseille?"
Someone touched the nose of the Bishop of Marseille, and someone touched his heart.
"He's still breathing."
"But the intensity of the heartbeat is decreasing!"
Oh my God.
Everyone present covered their mouths.
When the Bishop of Marseille came out just now, he didn't show any abnormality. Why did he suddenly fall backwards?
The daughter of the Bishop of Marseille was so frightened that she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Luo Shui frowned and said, "Isn't there a heart disease in their family?"
Wu Yong shook his head and said: "This bishop did not have a heart attack, but was poisoned."
Poison!
Luo Shui was taken aback and said: "The Bishop of Marseille has a high prestige in the Holy See. If he is poisoned, it will destroy a candidate for the Pope. Senior Wu, I think there is something fishy.
It has nothing to do with the King of Blood."
Her guess made Wu Yong's eyes light up.
This possibility does exist.
"So, I have to save the Bishop of Marseille." Wu Yong put down the wine glass in his hand and strode towards the Bishop of Marseille.
Luo Shui also quickly followed.
Charlie was stunned on the spot.
Suddenly seeing Wu Yong and Wu Yong leaving, he quickly chased after them and asked: "Wu, Luo, why are you going?"
Luo Shui said: "The cardinal has been poisoned. Senior Wu is going to help him treat him."
Charlie was shocked: "Oh, God, how could he be poisoned!" He followed closely behind with shock and curiosity.
The three of them pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the corner of the stairs.
It is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
Cardinal Marseille and his little daughter, in the center of the circle.
Now, next to Ma Sai, there is a middle-aged man with long blond hair. He has his hair tied back and is quite muscular. He is holding a stethoscope and tossing it back and forth on Ma Sai's belly.
Almost a minute passed.
Finally someone couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Jameson, how is Bishop Marseille's condition?"
Dr. Jameson is a famous doctor in Europe. He is good at both internal and external medicine. He has performed many famous surgeries and enjoys a high reputation in the medical community.
He was also one of the invitees to the banquet.
Just seeing the Bishop of Marseille fall, he immediately rushed up and took the initiative to diagnose the situation for the Bishop of Marseille.
Dr. Jameson frowned and said: "The situation of the Bishop of Marseille is very unoptimistic. His body functions are declining, and his heartbeat is also constantly weakening. If not treated in time, his life will be in danger."
The person next to him said anxiously: "Then you should treat him quickly!"
Dr. Jameson said: "No, the facilities here are too basic. I have to go to the hospital. Get out of the way quickly. I want to take the Bishop of Marseille to the nearest hospital and perform an operation on him."
Everyone quickly followed the instructions and made way for a passage.
This is really convenient for Wu Yong.
He was about to walk into the crowd, and a passage happened to be opened for him.
"Wait, don't go to the hospital yet, leave him to me to treat him." Wu Yong said loudly in pure Chinese.
Swish swish swish.
The eyes of the whole audience turned to him.
Except for some people who understand Chinese, most other people don't understand what Wu Yong means.
Luo Shui acted as a translator and repeated Wu Yong's words in English.
Everyone was surprised.
Wu Yong's face was unfamiliar to everyone, so they asked people around him one after another to find out Wu Yong's identity.
It's a pity that no one knows about it.
For such an illiterate man to treat the Bishop of Marseille, everyone was doubtful.
"Who is he?"
"An Oriental, don't be ridiculous, what can he cure?"
"I still trust Dr. Jameson."
Dr. Jameson was about to ask people to carry the Bishop of Marseilles to the car and send him to the hospital for surgery. When he saw Wu Yong blocking the way, he sternly scolded: "Get out of the way quickly. I am going to the hospital to treat the Bishop of Marseilles now."
If the surgery is delayed any longer, the life of the leader of Marseille will be in danger."
Wu Yong had no intention of getting out of the way. He said: "His condition is very bad and he will not be able to survive in the hospital. And even if he gets to the hospital, you will be helpless. Surgery cannot cure his body at all and will only accelerate his death."
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Luo Shui translated Wu Yong's words again.
The whole audience was in an uproar.
Wu Yong's words are undoubtedly questioning Dr. Jameson and his professional standards.
Dr. Jameson became furious after hearing this: "I have treated countless patients in my life and have seen all kinds of situations. Stupid guy, get out of the way. If the Bishop of Marseille dies because of delayed treatment, you must bear the main responsibility!"
Seeing Wu Yong, he was still indifferent.
He quickly said to everyone around him: "Quick, get this lunatic away from me, don't let him waste precious time."
Several warm-hearted big men appeared around, trying to pull Wu Yong aside to get out of the way of life.
At this time, Xiao Bailong shouted loudly: "Wait!"
He stood up and testified for Wu Yong: "Listen up, everyone, he is an extremely skilled doctor. I can assure you that he is the most outstanding doctor I have ever seen in my life. He cured my throat.
, and my throat has made world-famous doctors, including Dr. Jameson, helpless. I think he must be more confident in curing the Bishop of Marseille than Dr. Jameson!"
Zha Ruisui has been following Wu Yong and Luo Shui.
He witnessed with his own eyes that Wu Yong used a few silver needles to heal Xiao Bailong's throat, so that Xiao Bailong could successfully slap Yi Yi in the face.
At this time, he also stood up to testify for Wu Yong: "I can prove that what he said is true. I witnessed with my own eyes that Wu used several needles to cure his throat. Wu knew how to use mysterious Eastern acupuncture. I
I also believe he can cure the Bishop of Marseille."
Wow.
The two people's words made everyone present gasp in amazement.
Eastern acupuncture sounds scary, but it's also a bit mysterious.
Most people haven't tried it.
I can't help but be curious in my heart.
Jameson shouted at this time: "What, acupuncture? Stupid! What a bunch of stupid guys! The situation of the Bishop of Marseille is impossible to cure unless he undergoes surgery. Acupuncture is just a trick, and you actually believe it."
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He was so anxious that he was about to push Wu Yong away and rush away.
At this time, the daughter of the Bishop of Marseille, the little girl who Wu Yong had saved, stared at Wu Yong for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, I recognize this gentleman, he is the incarnation of God.
Today he used a few needles and cured my heart disease!" (To be continued)