Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

Wen Jiuqing reached out and probed Zhuang Yiyi's breath, her eyes gradually became cold, "Dead."

When Xie Yanran heard the words, she froze, and then she heard Wen Jiuqing's voice, "Go and find me a silver needle."

Xie Yanran was stunned for a while, and only after a while did she find her own voice, "Why do you want a silver needle?"

Didn't it say that Zhuang Yiyi was dead? Could it be that Wen Jiuqing was going to bring the dead back to life?

Wen Jiuqing said, "Save people."

Although Xie Yanran wondered why Zhuang Yiyi was dead, why did Wen Jiuqing save people.

However, she also began to search in the ward, but she still couldn't find it.

Thinking of something, Xie Yanran opened the door of the ward and asked the female doctor, "Where is the silver needle?"

The female doctor folded her arms around her chest and sneered, "Why don't you go find it yourself if you are so capable?"

Xie Yanran's face turned cold when she heard the words, "Zhuang Yiyi is about to die. If she really dies, will you be responsible?!"

When Mother Zhuang heard the words, she immediately rushed to the female doctor and pointed at her nose, "What kind of heart do you have, you never let them save my daughter?!"

The female doctor's face was a little dark, she looked at Xie Yanran, and said in a bad tone, "In that drawer on the second floor of the cabinet in the ward!"

Xie Yanran got the answer she wanted, and closed the door with a "pop".

The female doctors outside are all green with anger, and this parent is also a fool!

How dare you let a student rule her daughter? !

In the ward, Xie Yanran found the silver needle from the tool bag and handed it to Wen Jiuqing, but her eyes were full of doubts and she didn't understand what she was going to do.

Wen Jiuqing took the silver needle and plunged it into an acupoint on Zhuang Yiyi's head.

Then, Zhuang Yiyi's pale face returned to its previous ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the purple on his mouth gradually faded.

After a while, the thin white silver needle had been stained black.

Wen Jiuqing stretched out his hand, "Gloves."

After putting on the gloves, Wen Jiuqing took out the silver needle slowly and put it on the tray.

Xie Yanran watched the silver needle in the tray turn black, and asked suspiciously, "Ajiu, why did the silver needle turn black?"

Wen Jiuqing took off her gloves and said lightly, "The silver needle is attached to the toxin in Zhuang Yiyi's body, don't touch it."

Poison arrowwood is very poisonous. Even if you touch the silver needle lightly with your hand, you may experience nausea and vomiting the next day, which can be fatal.

Xie Yanran was shocked, looked at Zhuang Yiyi on the bed, and asked, "You mean, there is no more poison in her body, she will wake up in a while??"

Wen Jiuqing nodded.

Xie Yanran: ! ! !

How could it be that Zhuang Yiyi was out of breath just now, and Wen Jiuqing used a needle to save Zhuang Yiyi? ? ?

what's the situation? ? ! !

Wen Jiuqing looked at Xie Yanran's surprised expression and touched her head.

Oh, what should I do if I accidentally scare the child?

But...she still has so many vests...

Just pulling one out can shock the Chinese people.

After a minute.

Zhuang Yiyi's eyelids moved, and then her eyes slowly opened, and what entered her eyes was plain white.

Xie Yanran came to her and was frightened again.

Live... Live, really live!

Zhuang Yiyi frowned, and slowly sat up and leaned on the pillow.

Seeing Xie Yanran's strange expression, Zhuang Yiyi glanced around again, "What's wrong with me, where am I?"

Xie Yanran recovered her voice after a long while, "Oh, you were poisoned, but Ajiu cured you."