"Oh my stomach hurts!"

The young man with yellow hair who had laughed at Feng Qi just now suddenly turned pale, fell down on the seat and cried out in pain.

"Eating the wrong thing?"

his companion asked nervously.

"I don't know, it just hurts."

The yellow hair was so painful that he was about to roll over. The conductor hurried over to check on him and gave him medicine for abdominal pain, but it still couldn't relieve the pain.

"Sister Qiqi, you didn't do it, did you?"

Feng Yin couldn't help asking Feng Qi.

"No."

Feng Qi looked at the yellow hair, felt something was wrong, stood up and said, "Looking at his appearance, it may not be a common stomachache, either acute appendicitis or intestinal knots."

"Sister Qiqi, just now he was disrespectful, don't worry about him."

Feng Yin said.

"No matter how disrespectful he is to me, he won't let me die. We are doctors."

Feng Qi walked up to the young man and said out loud, "I'm a doctor, let me take a look."

"Let you see my joke, get out of here, you ugly bastard."

Seeing that Feng Qi was young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, the yellow hair thought she was deliberately making fun of him, and pushed her away angrily.

"Do you still have a conscience? My sister doesn't care about you laughing at her. She kindly helps you see that you are still so malicious."

Feng Yin stepped forward and scolded him.

"Feng Qi, Feng Yin, forget it, some people are not worth helping, life and death are up to him."

Dong Junlin said indifferently, "There is no need to help people who don't know good people."

Feng Qi nodded and returned to her seat.

If she disrespects her once, she can forgive him and ignore him. If he disrespects her many times and twists her good intentions, she will not bother to pay attention to him.

The yellow-haired young man fell to the ground and twitched in pain.

The conductor hurriedly turned on the radio to ask if there were any medical staff on the train, but no one came.

Feng Qi and Feng Yin also watched him coldly until he passed out.

"It can't be done, the train must be stopped urgently."

A conductor said to the conductor.

"Even if the train stops now, it's useless. This is a barren mountain, and there is no doctor to be found."

The train conductor suddenly thought of what Feng Qi said just now, and thought that at this time, it would be good to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so he asked Feng Qi for help, "Girl, if you are a doctor, please take a look at him and don't pay attention to him." What I said just now, after all, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Feng Qi didn't want to make things worse, the whole train would be implicated at that time, so she stepped forward again to check the situation of the yellow hair, and found that it was indeed a knotted intestine, and the situation was very critical, so she hurriedly used golden needles to burn him with a mountain fire. Acupuncture.

After discussing acupuncture and moxibustion, Huang Mao's curled intestines gradually became smoother.

"never mind."

Feng Qi took out the golden needle and said to the train conductor.

Huang Mao also woke up at this time, touched his stomach that was fine, and said to his companion, "I was scared to death, I thought my intestines were going to burst."

"Why don't you hurry up and thank her. It was she who helped you do acupuncture and moxibustion to save your life."

His companion pushed him, pointed at Feng Qi and said, "That's your savior, you were so disrespectful to her before, so apologize quickly."

"No way, she has such a great ability? Isn't it the effect of those medicines?"

Huangmao didn't believe it.

"You were in a coma just now, don't you know, we all saw it clearly, it was she who did the acupuncture for you, it's amazing, it's the first time I know that acupuncture can make people feel foggy all over their bodies, just like cultivating immortals. Then In five minutes, you'll be fine."

said the companion.

"Have you read too many online novels? Acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine is a deception. It is inserted on your skin casually, and it is said to be miraculous."

Huang Mao still didn't believe it, "What's more, she's a little girl, how good is her acupuncture technique?"

"Forget it, if someone saves you, if you don't know how to be grateful, if something happens, no one will save you."

The companion glanced at Feng Qi's indifferent face and said, "I advise you to thank others."

Huang Mao didn't listen, he simply felt that it was due to the medicine and had nothing to do with Feng Qi.

"Sister Qiqi, that person really has no conscience."

Fengyin was upset again.

"It's his business to have no conscience, and we don't have to be angry about him."

Feng Qi was also calm, "It's enough for us to do what we should do."

"Oh."

Fengyin listened, and responded helplessly, but she still felt dissatisfied, so she went to the bathroom with an excuse, and when she passed by the yellow hair, she tapped his pain point.

Huang Mao immediately felt as if his whole body was being pricked by countless needles, and the pain began to roll on the seat again, yelling.

"What's the matter with you?"

asked his companion.

"I don't know, I feel pain all over my body, like being pricked by a needle, it's so uncomfortable."

Huang Mao said in pain, "I can't find where it hurts."

"I suggest you hurry up and beg that girl to help you."

The companion looked towards Feng Qi and said.

Huang Mao persisted at first, but the pain became more and more painful, and finally he couldn't take it anymore, rolled at Feng Qi's feet, and begged, "Please help me, my whole body hurts."

"I'm ugly and have nothing to do with it."

Feng Qi saw Feng Yin's small movements just now, and said coldly to the yellow hair.

"Please, it's my fault, it's my eyes that don't know Mount Tai."

Huang Mao's pain was about to collapse, and he kept begging.

Seeing that he was about to untie his acupuncture point, Feng Qi picked up the golden needle, pricked his acupoint, and helped him untie it manually.

Huang Mao immediately felt comfortable all over his body, and the pain just now disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, thank you, it's my fault, I didn't know you were a master!"

Huang Mao slapped himself and thanked Feng Qi.

"Go away, don't quarrel with my sister."

Fengyin came back from the bathroom, kicked him, and scolded him.

"sorry Sorry."

The yellow-haired man hurried back to his seat, and looked at Feng Qi's eyes again, full of awe.

"Do you believe it now?"

His companion said to him, "From now on, we have to be more careful with what we say, and don't mock others casually. Maybe that person is a very good person, just like the sweeping monk in martial arts novels, who is often a peerless master."

"Ah."

Huang Mao looked at Feng Qi's face again, and began to feel that not only was her dark face not ugly, but rather beautiful, those big eyes revealed an aura that no one else had.

Thinking of how blind he was to Mount Tai just now, he wanted to slap himself again.

"Girl, can I ask you one thing? My mother's leg hurts badly. I took her to those big hospitals in Pengcheng, but I didn't see any results. Can you help my mother?"

At this time, a middle-aged man in the same carriage came over and said to Feng Qi respectfully, "You can pay as much medical expenses as you want."

Feng Qi looked at the middle-aged man, who was wearing old clothes, and his face had the signs of poverty from the weather, but he was so willing to spend money to take his old mother to seek medical treatment, so she nodded.

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