After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Jiang Li was the closest to Mr. Qin and the fastest to come up. She was the first to reach Mr. Qin. After opening her eyelids and examining him for a while, she took out the silver needle and performed acupuncture.

Nanhuang was about to step forward, but Rong Wuye held her back. "There are too many people here, stand next to me."

Nanhuang looked at Mr. Qin worriedly, and Rong Wuye said, "President Cheng is here, don't worry."

Nanhuang finally nodded slowly.

After Rong Wuye took her hand, his knuckled hand grasped her little hand tightly and picked it up. The little hands are soft and smooth when pinched. Rong Wuye played with her fingers with great interest.

Jiang Li applied acupuncture and secretly glanced in the direction of Rong Wuye. But there was no self in his eyes at all. His cold and indifferent eyes in the past were now raised at the end, looking at the person in front of him with an infinite smile.

Jiang Li's heart tightened and her expression turned slightly gloomy.

"Are you tired?" Rong Wuye asked softly.

"Not tired." Nanhuang replied.

Mr. Rong Wu said: "The old man Qin in front is the old man of Qin's chaebol. The Qin's chaebol made its fortune in Nancheng. Old man Qin came here specially this time, maybe not to watch the game. He probably just came to see a doctor, and when there was a game, he came here I was watching a game by the way. I didn’t expect to get sick right here.”

"It's a heart disease." Nanhuang said.

Rong Wuye asked in a low voice: "Heart disease?"

"I'm older, my blood vessels are clogged, and my heart function is disordered." Nanhuang squinted at him, "But something seems wrong..."

Rong Wuye turned his eyes and stared at Nanhuang. Nanhuang hurriedly stepped forward and shouted loudly in a clear voice. "Wait! Stop!"

Jiang Li was about to insert a silver needle, and an old hand held Jiang Li's wrist. "Wait a minute."

Jiang Li raised her head in surprise. "Master?"

Cheng Jiang said: "Listen to what Ye Yatou has to say."

There was a hint of disbelief in Jiang Li's eyes. "Master, Mr. Qin has a heart disease. I gave him acupuncture and it was just right! Why should I listen to what others say? Besides, if this continues, Mr. Qin's life will be in danger!"

Nanhuang strode forward. "But if you stick this needle, it will definitely kill him."

"What do you know? You think knowing how to solve a few questions is a big deal? I'm saving him!" Jiang Li said angrily.

Nanhuang said: "Are you really sure you can clearly see that he has a heart attack?"

Nanhuang rolled the old man's eyelids and looked at his tongue coating.

"He is suffering from poisoning," she said.

"You're talking nonsense!" Jiang Li.

"Impossible!" said Mr. Qin's entourage.

"Poisoned?" Cheng Jiang quickly watched from the sidelines with Nanhuang.

Nanhuang took out a silver needle and was about to pierce it into one of the large acupoints.

He was immediately stopped by Jiang Li. "Ye Nanhuang, do you know who this person is? With your half-skilled treatment of Mr. Qin who has not yet become a medical association, can you take responsibility for anything that happens?"

"I want to rescue, and I will be responsible if anything happens." Nanhuang said calmly, "I am not a member of the Medical Association yet. Even if something happens, the Medical Association will not be blamed. Senior sister, there is no need to panic. .”

Rong Wuye said from the side: "Ye Nanhuang belongs to me. If something happens, let the Qin family look for me."

"This..." The follower must be just a follower. He didn't know what to do, so he could only look at Cheng Jiang for help.

Cheng Jiang asked Nanhuang: "Girl, are you sure you were poisoned?"

"Sure."

"Are you sure?"

"have."

"Then you give it a try." Cheng Jiang said.

Nanhuang's expression softened a bit, and he said respectfully: "Thank you, President, for your trust."

"Master! They are in the Medical Association now. How can the Medical Association not be responsible if something goes wrong? How can you let this woman do whatever she wants? You are so confused!" Jiang Li said angrily.

Cheng Jiang sighed and said to Jiang Li, "I can't make the decision now?"

Jiang Li pursed her lips.

She looked at Nanhuang with a bit of unwillingness and hatred.

This is clearly a typical heart attack.

Something happened, let’s see how you can’t eat and walk around!

Nanhuang inserted a silver needle into a large acupuncture point. The silver needle oozed blood, and black blood was pulled out from the silver needle.

Looking at the black blood, Cheng Jiang was very surprised.

"Prepare a container." Nanhuang said, and then injected a few more needles. After waiting for a while, everyone found a container. Nanhuang picked up the old man's hand and made a cut on the wrist. Immediately, black blood flowed out.

"I forced his poisonous blood to his wrist, and now I cut my wrist to drain it out." Nanhuang squeezed the black blood into the basin and stopped the bleeding in time when the black blood was gone.

After stopping the bleeding, check the color and pulse.

Then pull out the silver needle, flick the needle, prick the needle, and treat the heart pulse.

While he was being treated, he asked the attendant: "Is Mr. Qin getting more and more sleepy recently?"

The attendant was surprised and said: "That's true. How does Dr. Ye know?"

"How long has this been going on?" Nanhuang asked again.

"It's been more than a month." The attendant said.

Nanhuang nodded. "Mr. Qin was poisoned by a chronic poison. The poison is colorless and odorless and difficult to detect. After being poisoned, you will suffer from drowsiness, loss of appetite, and abnormal heart rate. Poisoned people usually die of heart rate disorders. Autopsies after death usually cannot find out the poison. The cause is attributed to heart disease."

Nanhuang raised his head and said to the attendant: "This is a kind of poison that is good at hiding. If Senior Sister's injection just now had gone in, I'm afraid there would be no cure."

Jiang Li's expression changed drastically.

Nanhuang looked at Cheng Jiang: "I have to thank President Cheng for stopping Senior Sister."

Cheng Jiang was still watching Nanhuang's acupuncture technique intently. When he came back to his senses, he didn't care what she said and just said "hmm" twice.

The attendant opened his mouth in surprise: "Doctor, what should our master do?"

Nanhuang said: "After this treatment, Mr. Qin will wake up in about a quarter of an hour. After waking up, you can gradually eat something to replenish your blood. I will give you a prescription here. You can make medicine according to the prescription morning and evening." The dose will remove all the toxins in a week. By then, the old man will be back to health."

Nanhuang smiled and said: "Although the old man is not young, he is still in good spirits. After he recovers, he will live a long life."

The attendant laughed and thanked Nanhuang repeatedly.

After saying that, Nanhuang pulled out the last needle. After carefully handling the needles one by one, he put them into the small bag.

"President, you can give the old man a checkup."

Nanhuang straightened up and stood up. She patted her knees.

At this moment, the door to the third venue was suddenly opened from the outside.

Strong light shone in, and dozens of people in the venue were stabbed until they could not open their eyes.

Suddenly, two police officers walked in, shouting.

"We just received a report that someone is practicing medicine here without a license!"

Everyone looked at Nanhuang for a moment.

Rong Wuye, who was standing next to Nanhuang, Qingjun's brows furrowed.

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