pocket rate palace

Chapter 12

Ghost Street is not far from where Wang Anyuan lives now, and it takes only ten minutes to walk there.

Wang Anyuan carried a small horse in his left hand and his paper signboard in his right as he walked slowly on the road. He didn't feel bored watching the young and beautiful beauties passing by along the way.

Just as Wang Anyuan was staring intently at a long-legged girl, he suddenly felt his eyes blur, and with a gust of wind in his ears, he was bumped and staggered, and even the little horse flew out.

Wang Anyuan stood up straight and wanted to swear, but when he saw the man's appearance clearly, he abruptly changed the swear words on his lips.

"Big, aunt, are you alright?" Wang Anyuan looked nervously at the chubby aunt in front of him, fearing that she would lie on the ground if she couldn't think about it.

The aunt who caused the accident laughed, and patted him on the shoulder twice generously: "Young man, don't be nervous, aunt is in good shape, it's all right."

After speaking, she turned into a gust of wind and left gracefully.

Wang Anyuan looked at the back of the aunt going away, and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.He quickly picked up the ponytail, and honestly didn't dare to look around anymore, for fear that another grandpa and aunt would come out somewhere.

Wang Anyuan didn't take a few steps when he heard a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

He was now at the height of his vigilance, and immediately moved aside with agility.Immediately afterwards, a large group of aunts ran past him aggressively, and the momentum was even more unstoppable than thousands of troops crossing the border.

Wang Anyuan was stunned for a moment, what's going on?Is it possible that the nearby supermarkets have started to reduce prices again?

"Young man, there is excitement ahead, go quickly."

Among the team, the fat aunt who bumped into him just now greeted him warmly when she saw him standing there in a daze.

It was only then that Wang Anyuan realized why she ran so fast just now, he subconsciously looked forward, and saw a Mercedes parked at the intersection ahead, surrounded by a group of people, not knowing what happened.

By the time Wang Anyuan got there, the aunts had already surrounded the car tightly.

He pushed aside the crowd and looked in, only to see an old man lying on the ground, squatting next to a girl with an anxious face.

"I really didn't hit him. I stepped on the brakes. It's still a long way away." The owner of the big Benz was a fat man with a beard, and he was explaining to the onlookers nervously.

Obviously, Fatty's words did not convince everyone, especially the aunts who came here after hearing the news.

"You didn't hit it? How did you lie on the ground without hitting someone?"

"That's right, do you want to say that someone deliberately blackmailed you? Pooh."

"Nowadays people drive on rampage because they have a lot of bad money."

Aunts, the fat man couldn't argue with what I said, but he was sweating profusely, scratching his ears and cheeks in a panic.

Wang Anyuan frowned slightly.The old man on the ground looked pale and well-dressed. He really didn't look like Pengci, but his complexion was twisted in pain, with one hand clutching his heart tightly, he didn't look like he was hit by a car.

At this moment, the fat man finally couldn't resist, and couldn't help shouting at the girl next to the old man: "Girl, you should say something. You know best if I hit someone or not."

The girl who had been squatting next to the old man finally raised her head, and said anxiously, "Stop arguing, my grandpa is sick, and any of you should rush him to the hospital."

"I'll come, I'll help the old man into the car." The fat man heaved a sigh of relief after being wronged, and quickly volunteered to send the old man to the hospital.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Wait."

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a gentle face came out, he stepped forward to look at the old man's face, and said with a serious face: "I think the old man is suffering from stasis of the heart vessels and weak heart qi. It may be too late to send him to the hospital."

"How could it be too late? What kind of disease are you talking about?" The fat man was confused.

The gentle middle-aged man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly: "In layman's terms, it's a myocardial infarction."

The fat man understood at this moment, but the girl was so anxious that she was at a loss: "Then what do you say? You can't send it to the hospital. Is it possible? I'm still watching grandpa helplessly."

The girl's nose was sour, and tears fell down.Fatty couldn't bear it, and comforted him repeatedly: "Sister, don't worry, this elder brother is a professional, maybe he has a solution."

The girl, Pear Blossom Rain, looked expectantly at the gentle middle-aged man.

The gentle middle-aged man coughed twice, and said with a serious face: "Girl, if you trust me, let me give the old man two needles, there is about a [-]% chance of saving him."

"Really?" the girl exclaimed in surprise.

The middle-aged man nodded: "I'm an associate professor at Nanxing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I'm sure of that." Once the gentle middle-aged man's identity was revealed, the girl immediately trusted him a little more.

The fat man urged again and again: "Then what are you waiting for, brother, do it quickly."

The onlookers also began to discuss.

"Two days ago, the old man next door to me also got this disease. He was still dancing with us in the square in the morning, and he disappeared at noon."

"If this doctor can cure this disease, his level will not be low."

"He's an associate professor, he's very capable."

A smug expression appeared on the gentle middle-aged man's face unconsciously. He directed the fat man and the girl to expose the old man's heart, and took out the needle box, which looked like he was about to inject a needle.

Wang Anyuan was watching it lively, when a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "If this quack doctor takes one injection, the old man will die."

"What?" Wang Anyuan was startled. He might not believe what others said, but who is this.Immortal Tushita, Laojun Zuoqian Dantong, the ancestor of all Chinese medicine.

"How to say?" Wang Anyuan asked anxiously.

Dantong smiled coldly, and said with disdain: "The heart vein is one of the vital gates of the human body, and it is the most vulnerable part of the body. His method may still have some hope of success for the vigorous young man. But the old man originally Even if the vitality is exhausted, I am afraid that before the congestion can be relieved, I have already gone to see the King of Hades because of the reverse flow of blood."

"Then what should be done? Are you saying that this old man is dead?" Wang Anyuan also became anxious unconsciously.

"Didn't you have Qi Yang Pills? Give him two and he'll be fine."

Wang Anyuan didn't wait for Dantong to finish speaking, he had already squeezed through the crowd and rushed in.

"and many more."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Wang Anyuan. The middle-aged man was about to give an injection, but his hands trembled in fright and almost crooked.

"Wait again, is it over yet? The old man is going fast." Before the middle-aged man could speak, the fat man couldn't help shouting impatiently, but just as he turned his head and saw Wang Anyuan's face clearly, suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Brother genius doctor."

"Who are you?" Wang Anyuan looked suspiciously at the bearded fat man in front of him, who seemed familiar.

Seeing that Wang Anyuan didn't recognize him, the fat man couldn't help explaining in a hurry:
"You forgot that you sold my rejuvenation" Before he finished speaking, Wang Anyuan, who had already remembered who he was, covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down, you don't think it's embarrassing."

The fat man stared and nodded vigorously.

ps: The part about Chinese medicine in this chapter is completely fabricated by me, please don’t take it seriously.

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