Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"What bag are you looking for at this time? If you don't know first aid, don't try your best!"

Someone next to him complained in a low voice, but Wen Qingyue frowned and ignored it.

Fu Han didn't say a word, his eyes flicked around and landed on the seat behind her.

She was in a hurry to save someone just now, so she threw her bag on the ground, and the ground was slippery, and it just slipped under the seat.

Fu Han got up, stepped over and bent over to take out the bag, then turned around and handed it to Wen Qingyue.

From the beginning to the end, he trusted Wen Qingyue without raising any doubts.

Wen Qingyue smiled at him, quickly opened the bag, and found a box no bigger than the palm of her hand from the small bag.

Fu Han recognized that it was a silver needle from him.

Wen Qingyue opened it deftly, revealing a row of silver needles of different lengths.

"Wait!" Mr. Fu suddenly said, narrowing his tiger eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Little girl, do you know what the consequences will be if this needle is inserted?"

Wen Qingyue paused, and could clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from the old man, which was overwhelming.

Firstly, the old man reminded her, and secondly, he didn't believe her, for fear of accidents.After all, it was his son who was lying on the ground, and it was only natural for the old man to question her.

Wen Qingyue hesitated for less than two seconds before decisively placing the needle, and the slender silver needle pierced Zuo Meichong's acupoint.

Mr. Fu's heart trembled when he saw it, he wanted to reprimand but he heard the little girl calmly said: "No matter what the consequences are, I will bear it myself."

snort!What an arrogant little girl, I'm afraid you can't afford the Fu family's life!

The old man's face was ashen, and he forcibly suppressed the words in his heart. The little girl had already given needles, and saying nothing would help. Now he can only hope that this girl is really capable.

The crowd watched, and a reporter recorded the scene.

The girl's long hair was tied up casually, and she was wearing a large suit jacket and knelt on the ground, twisting the slender silver needles in her hands, giving the patient a calm and calm look. Each needle was inserted quickly and steadily. I feel professional.

But they couldn't see that Wen Qingyue inserted the internal force along the needle into the acupuncture point at the same time, and the internal force invisibly surged along the acupuncture point to Fu Zheng's heart, protecting the abnormally beating heart.

Fu Zheng's painful expression gradually faded away, and his hand holding the clothes on his chest slowly let go.

Lin Shang exclaimed in surprise: "Is it all right? He doesn't seem to be in pain anymore!"

Those who were close saw this change, Mr. Fu's face softened a lot, and the way he looked at Wen Qingyue also changed a little, with a little more appreciation.

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The sound of an ambulance came from outside the castle, and Ah Cheng ran in with doctors and nurses after a while.

Wen Qingyue also took the silver needle, and stepped aside to make room for the doctor.

Everyone's attention fell on the doctor and the patient, wanting to hear from the doctor whether Wen Qingyue's first aid was correct.

"Doctor, how is Mr. Fu? Is there any danger?" Lin Shang, as the person in charge of the organizer, had an accident at his banquet, and he would be responsible anyway, so he was also very concerned about Fu Zheng's situation.

The doctor put away the stethoscope and said, "What symptoms did the patient have before he fell into a coma? The condition is still stable now, and the first aid was done in a timely manner."

"Before coma, I was short of breath. I grabbed my tie and held my chest. It should be a colic. I judge that it is caused by abnormal myocardial hematopoiesis. We can start from the heart." Wen Qingyue propped up the chair with her hands, lowered her head and calmly explained the situation. tell the doctor.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, and no one noticed her abnormality.

The doctor looked at the little girl who spoke in surprise, and said, "You did the first aid? How did you judge?"

This little girl looks young, but she has good medical knowledge, and she can deduce the cause of the patient through symptom observation. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a medical genius.

"Yes!" Wen Qingyue frowned slightly, dissatisfied with the doctor's indiscriminate behavior, and bluntly criticized, "Doctor, your first priority should be to take the patient back to the hospital for a detailed examination, instead of asking me questions here!"

Her words were very rude, but the doctor woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked people to carry Fu Zheng onto the stretcher. Before leaving, he glanced at Wen Qingyue and left with some regret.

If it wasn't for saving patients, he really wanted to stay and discuss with the little girl, and if possible, try to let her go to his own department.

After Fu Zheng was sent away, he immediately stabilized the scene and asked everyone to rest for a while.

Fu Han walked up to Wen Qingyue, squinted his eyes slightly, and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

The little girl was covered in cold sweat, and her face was a little ugly.

After the people dispersed, Wen Qingyue sat down, curled her hands slightly, and shook her head when she heard the words, "It's okay, it's just that I've been squatting for a long time, and I feel a little dizzy."

It is estimated that this body is too weak. She used up her internal energy to save others just now, and this body is a bit too much.

"Little girl, are you Wen Qingyue?" Old Master Fu came to the two of them and asked in a deep voice, his gaze was like a torch.

Wen Qingyue raised her head to look at the old man, and stood up with support. She was shaken by the dizziness, and a pair of big hands suddenly wrapped her shoulders and supported her.

No one noticed that the moment the skins of the two touched each other, the invisible golden luck around Fu Han poured into her body like a soft mist along the palm of his hand.

Wen Qingyue didn't notice either, she just felt less dizzy, looked sideways at Fu Han, and thanked silently.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Mr. Fu coughed lightly.

Wen Qingyue smiled and said obediently: "Hello, Grandpa Fu! I'm sorry to meet you in this way."

The little girl's neither humble nor overbearing attitude made the old man very satisfied, and his impression of her became better.

"Little girl is different from the rumors. Fu Han, since you brought her to such an occasion, protect her!" Mr. Fu said meaningfully, and the last sentence was reprimanding Fu Han.

Fu Han didn't know what grandpa was referring to, but Wen Qingyue understood that the old man was referring to the rumors against her tonight.

Sure enough, the old man heard it, why didn't Fu Han know?

Wen Qingyue frowned, and glanced at Fu Han out of the corner of her eye.

Fu Han:? ? ?

"Girl, go home with Fu Han another day and have dinner with grandpa. Grandpa is going to the hospital to see your second uncle. Let Fu Han take you to have fun. Let him take pictures of what you like. That piano is also yours!" The old man didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, he became more and more satisfied with Wen Qingyue the more he looked at her, and he happily instructed.

Wen Qingyue smiled awkwardly, "Okay, thank you Grandpa."

After Mr. Fu spoke, Fu Han stayed with Wen Qingyue.

The banquet soon started again, and everyone's mood was not affected by the accident.

Wen Qingyue and Fu Han were also invited by Lin Shang to sit down in the first row. The host continued to preside over the remaining auction items, but everyone's thoughts were more on the two in front.

"Didn't it mean that Wen Qingyue was taken care of by someone? Why do you still know Mr. Fu?"

"Is it possible that Fu Han is the one who took care of her?"

"!!!"

"I think they are more like falling in love. Wen Qingyue just rescued Fu Zheng. Judging from Mr. Fu's attitude just now, he probably recognized her. It's good luck. The Wen family seems to be turning around!"

There were constant chatter and envious looks from behind, Wen Qingyue couldn't hear or feel it.

The feeling of dizziness and weakness has disappeared, and she has regained her vitality, resting her chin on her hand, amidst the voices of discussion: "The necklace is so beautiful!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Fu Han silently raising his cards to compete.

"200 million!"