The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Everyone was driven away and could only watch from a distance.

For a time, there were only a few people in close proximity.

Gu Qingyun swallowed slowly and waited for a long time. Apart from checking the pulse, Mr. Si's condition did not make any substantial progress at all.

Si Xian had bulging veins on his forehead and suppressed his anger, "Can you do it? If you can't do it, just tell me so that I can replace him as soon as possible!"

If this continued, he was really worried about what would happen.

Mu Changying looked at Mr. Si's face and said, "Si Xiaoxian, it's okay. Don't worry too much."

This guy had shown her the old man's prescription before. Although the two medicinal ingredients were extremely overbearing, they would not kill people in a short period of time.

The reason why Mr. Si fainted might be that he had been taking the wrong prescription for a long time. Now the hidden dangers are beginning to surface.

"Sister Ying!! Is grandpa really going to be fine?"

Si Xian cast his eyes on Mu Changying.

His eyes were red, and he grabbed her wrist tightly with both hands in anxiety, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.

A man doesn't shed tears easily.

Mu Changying sighed softly when a school bully was forced to do this.

Her eyebrows were soft, and she said like coaxing a child, "Be good, it's okay, it must be okay."

Rong Liyuan laughed softly.

This laughter is so sinister that it makes people's hearts feel cold.

He frowned and stretched out his hand to clasp Si Xian's wrist, "Do you want your hand to be chopped off?"

If you are sad and uneasy, just stay aside. What does it mean to grab Yingbao's hand?

The force on his hand was extremely heavy, his wrist was pinched, and the bones made a crisp sound.

"!!!"

Si Xian's body trembled slightly, and the image of Rong Shichu's dislocated arm came to his mind.

After waking up, he let go of his hand and took several steps back, "I don't want to... I don't want to..."

Hua Qiqi and the others saw the scene of his overwhelming desire for survival, and the uneasiness in their eyes eased a little.

Fortunately, okay...this guy's sanity hasn't been completely lost, and he can still be saved.

"..."

Gu Qingyun was helpless, a thin layer of sweat overflowed on her forehead.

The hand she was checking for her pulse trembled slightly, and the tension in her eyes grew stronger.

Although she had read some medical books, the disease was too complicated for her.

After checking for a long time, no problem was found. Mr. Si seemed to have fainted normally.

Mu Changying's eyes were cold, "Yun'er, how is the situation?"

Everyone was also very concerned about this issue, and everyone looked at Gu Qingyun nervously with their hearts high.

"There's nothing wrong with the old man. Maybe he's been too tired recently and didn't get enough rest. I'll give him two injections and he'll wake up."

Si Xian looked suspicious, "Really?"

Grandpa hasn't been busy recently. How could he faint from overwork? Could it be that she just made it up?

Gu Qingyun nodded and said firmly: "Of course. I have studied with the master for so long, and I am still confident about this minor illness."

If we don't wake up the old man quickly, everyone present will definitely become suspicious.

She opened the medicine box and took out a set of silver needles, aiming them at the old man's head and preparing to plunge them in.

"Quack doctors can do a lot of harm to people."

Nonsense!

The acupuncture technique and acupuncture points are completely wrong!

This will have a great impact on the old man's body.

At the critical moment, Mu Changying looked stern, bent down and snatched the silver needle from her hand.

"what are you doing?"

After the silver needle was snatched away, Gu Qingyun's eyes showed panic and her voice rose in vain, instantly attracting the attention of countless people.