I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

come down."

Miao Hanhan was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw a man squatting down beside her, with a handsome face and thin lips pursed lightly.

Shen Jing quickly took out a bag of silver needles from his pocket, and frowned when he saw Miao Hanhan who didn't move.

"I'll let you down."

"Oh." Miao Hanhan reacted, got up, and said hesitantly.

"I'm also a Chinese medicine practitioner, but...but you use it..."

Before Miao Hanhan finished speaking, the voices of the people behind laughed at him.

"This old man is having an asthma attack, and he needs western medicine hormone medicine. Your needles are completely useless."

"Yeah, if you want me to tell you, hurry up and send it to the hospital. Don't delay human life.

Shen Jing didn't say anything, just quickly took off the old man's clothes.

His expression was serious, his fingers were pinching fine needles, he once practiced a dragon and tiger boxing technique, and this technique greatly increased his inner strength.

Therefore, after the internal energy is poured into the needle, the needle method will be more stable and accurate.

His fingers moved slightly.

The silver needle, which was thinner than a filigree needle, had already flown out and was firmly stuck at an acupoint of the old man.

A few seconds passed, shaking God.

At the old man's acupuncture points, there are a few more silver needles.

There was a commotion in the crowd, they thought they had seen the flying needles and were amazed.

This stitch is so simple!

Miao Hanhan was even more trembling.

She studied at the Medical University Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

It is said that there are all kinds of immortals in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

But so far, she has never seen acupuncture more divine than the man in front of her!

The man holds a silver needle and uses the rotation of his wrist to instantly pierce the needle into the old man's acupuncture point. The speed is astonishing.

Even if Miao Hanhan hadn't understood that it was reality, she would have thought she was watching a martial arts movie.

"Senior." Miao Hanhan was afraid to disturb Shen Jing, so she whispered, "Can I watch and study?"

Shen Jing didn't speak, he concentrated on the silver needle in his hand.

The silver needles flew out, and the old man's complexion gradually improved.

The last needle.

Shen Jing pinched it, her eyes focused.

He was in charge of life and death, but his tone was extremely indifferent.

"This is the most important needle. Do you know what the consequences of sealing the trachea will be?"

Miao Hanhan sucked in a breath of cold air, her tone trembling: "Once it is sealed, this... this old man may suffocate to death."

Shen Jing flew the needle out the next moment.

The needle was firmly stuck in the old man's throat.

Miao Hanhan closed her eyes nervously.

"This... Does this old man still have breath?"

After only a few dozen seconds, Shen Jing quickly pulled out the needle.

The old man took a deep breath, the trachea that had been spasmed was relieved, the panting stopped, and the breathing gradually stabilized.

This.... this old man, actually came to life!

"Damn it, isn't this amazing?"

"Just a few stitches saved people!"

The surrounding is noisy, but it does not affect Shen Jing at all.

Shen Jing pulled out the needles one by one, Miao Hanhan was always beside him.

He thought about it and asked again.

"What is the most basic conduct of Chinese medicine?"

Miao Hanhan was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied seriously: "Doctors don't mess with medicine, only those who are confident in medicine should not be careless about people's lives."

"Traditional Chinese medicine asks the secrets, which is more complicated and difficult to understand than Western medicine."

Shen Jing said in a low voice, "You are incapable of following my treatment today."

Therefore, Shen Jing asked about the role of Miao Hanhan's last injection at that time.

I hope this Miao Hanhan can be vigilant, and never learn to go back just because I saw him perform like this here.

"A practitioner who uses the wrong medicine and gives the wrong needle, the result is earth-shattering, you know?"

Miao Hanhan was stunned for a moment, her face flushed instantly because of shame.

"Senior said it very well, even my teacher would not dare to use this silver needle to seal the throat today."

In just a few seconds, if the needle is not properly pierced, it can directly kill people.

In today's tense doctor-patient relationship, who would dare to use it!

Shen Jing took the silver needle, stood up and left.

Not a single word of nonsense was left during the period.

Miao Hanhan stared at the direction Shen Jing left.

The old man on the ground was still awake, and Miao Hanhan didn't dare to move at will.

After half an hour.

The old man was lying on the ground, slowly waking up, Miao Hanhan helped him up, and he looked around blankly.

"How is this going?"

Miao Hanhan said: "Sir, you just had an asthma attack, and a very powerful senior Chinese medicine saved you."

"Chinese medicine?"

The old man touched his chest, and he only felt that his breathing was particularly smooth.

As usual, when he had an asthma attack, even if he sprayed the medicine right away, why didn't his chest hurt for a long time because of the lack of oxygen?

But this time.

He obviously didn't have time to spray the medicine, and the attack time was longer than usual for a long time.

But this chest is not only full of oxygen, there is no tightness, but it is a little more comfortable than usual when there is no attack.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at Miao Hanhan: "Do you know where the senior who saved me is practicing medicine?"

Miao Hanhan shook his head suspiciously, but unfortunately said: "Senior left after saving people. I also really want to know where Senior is."

The old man was a little disappointed. He first thanked Miao Hanhan for performing CPR for him, and then called the driver to pick him up.

Today is his busy schedule, wandering around alone.

Unexpectedly, I had an asthma attack halfway through, and the medicine I was carrying was old and had a bad memory, so I forgot to put it on.

As soon as the old man got into the car, he told the driver in front of him.

"After I go back, help me find the surveillance on this street. I want to see who rescued me."

Saying this, the old man's turbid old eyes were full of hope.

"I've had this disease for decades, and I've seen countless doctors, but I've never been as comfortable as today."

"I must find this genius doctor."