Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

The look in a person's eyes when he is dying is full of complex emotions.

Fang Mo couldn't help but feel his scalp numb as he watched.

His heart was trembling wildly, and he didn't understand why someone insisted on putting Jin Xiyu to death.

The next moment, he said in a deep voice with an ugly face;

"I know it hurts, but you must hold on. I have sealed your acupuncture points with Jiugong Huanyang. Those toxins will not enter your arteries for a while."

"But there is a prerequisite that you must be able to grit your teeth and hold on."

"My medical skills can only hold you for a while. If you really want to escape the danger of life, you still need the cooperation of medicinal materials."

"Unless you go to the Chinese Medical Hall and can give you medicine immediately, you only have half an hour left at most."

Ning Yuelan didn't even stop the accelerator, and the couple was on the highway, performing a real-life version of Fast and Furious.

Because of Fang Mo's warning, Jin Xiyu's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, refusing to close his eyes.

When Fang Mo saw this scene, he felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

Although this guy is a gambling dog and has no backbone, his willpower is not weak at this time.

Jin Xiyu probably has people and things he really cares about in his heart.

Thinking about it, it was only because of this that he could hold his breath without closing his eyes even in such a painful moment of death.

"It's just to go back and see your wife and children. You have to hold on."

Fang Mo gave another word of encouragement before raising his head and casting his gaze out the window.

The scenery outside the window changed rapidly, and soon the landmark building of Hua Medical Hall could be seen across the road.

When she came, the Chinese Medical Hall was in the direction she came from. Ning Yuelan turned around and drove back, naturally arriving at the opposite side of the Chinese Medical Hall.

Seeing that there was nowhere to turn around, Fang Mo gritted his teeth.

"Sister Yuelan, just park on the side of the road. Neither of us are familiar with the road conditions ahead. If it is a one-way road and there are no traffic lights, we will still drive farther and farther if we turn around at the intersection."

Ning Yuelan's dark eyebrows were slightly clustered, but Fang Mo was right.

The woman turned the steering wheel sharply to the right, and the car quickly pulled over.

It's already peak work hours at this point, and it takes almost 5 minutes to drive from the National Security Base.

If we were delayed for a while and there was a traffic jam, Jin Xiyu might actually die in the car.

During an emergency lane change, the cars in the row behind suddenly slowed down.

There was a harsh, sharp braking sound.

If it had been any other car, I would probably have been honked and yelled at.

However, this is a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, a ceiling-level car.

Although people often say that it doesn't matter what kind of car they drive, if they don't obey the traffic rules, I will hit them with my foot on the accelerator. Who is afraid of who?

But it’s just a few words of praise. When bragging online, it’s effortless to type on the keyboard.

When we really encounter them in reality, it is inevitable that we will still have a certain degree of filter on luxury cars.

Look at rich people through rose-tinted glasses.

"This is the privilege that luxury cars bring..."

Even Fang Mo, who doesn't like cars very much, could not help but sigh in his heart when he saw the reactions of the owners of these other vehicles.

But he had no time to think about life and these strange philosophical questions.

He pulled Jin Xiyu up from the chair in the back row and pulled him towards the Chinese Medical Hall across the road.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that something is wrong with Jin Xiyu's condition.

Even though the passing drivers were impatient during rush hour, they inevitably gave Fang Mo a small amount of kindness, allowing him to pass smoothly as soon as possible.

After crossing the road, the vermilion gatehouse of the Chinese Medical Hall is right in front of you.

Fang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jin Xiyu, hold on..."

There are still hundreds of people queuing outside the door, which is enough to tell that the Huayitang, which charges only 50 yuan for outpatient service, is indeed very popular among the people.

The other patients who were still queuing up watched Fang Mo drag a guy over who was bleeding from the mouth and nose.

They were all taken aback.

Ordinary people, especially the families of patients, are inherently afraid of trouble, and even more afraid of causing trouble.

He couldn't help but dispersed to both sides.

At this moment, the nurse in a white coat who was directing the patients to queue up at the door finally noticed Fang Mo.

She saw Jin Xiyu's face was as golden as paper, his expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously asked Fang Mo.

"What, what happened?"

"Why does this patient look so bad?"

Fang Mo glanced at her and gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Come here, is there a pharmacist? Pharmacist? Take the medicine as I told you. This guy is poisoned and is about to die!"

The young girl at the door didn't understand medical skills at first glance.

Otherwise, Gao Luo could have judged some of Jin Xiyu's symptoms at a glance without any obvious trauma.

"Poisoned!?"

Naturally, the young nurse had no experience in this area, so she stood there at a loss.

Fang Mo frowned, his shoulders sank and he pushed the little nurse away;

"I'll take him in."

The little nurse was stunned and was about to reach out to stop him, but she remembered that the patient in front of Fang Mo was already dying.

If we leave him alone at this time, I'm afraid there will be another corpse at the door of the Chinese Medical Hall.

This holy place for medical exchanges may have a blood-stained reputation of not caring about the safety of patients.

The little nurse retracted her outstretched palm.

However, this little girl is worried about the reputation of the Chinese Medical Hall being damaged. Other patients who have been queuing up all morning are not worried about this.

Watching Fang Mo walk towards the vermilion door, a man with a bulging back and waist suddenly stood up.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"We have been waiting in line here all morning. Many people even got up overnight and stood in line at the entrance of the Chinese Medical Hall. Do you think it is appropriate to jump in line?"

It's inappropriate!

But my patients here are more important!

Fang Mo took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to curse.

"Brother, this man is about to die. His life is at stake. I can apologize to you afterwards."

"If there is any economic loss caused to everyone because of queue jumping, I can also compensate for it."

"If you have any hidden illnesses, you can even see me for free treatment. I also know medical skills."

He gave countless conditions in the hope of calming these agitated patients.

Immediately he took another deep breath and said.

"But now that this person is dying, we must give priority to saving the dying patients. Is that okay?"

After saying that, Fang Mo's shoulders sank and he wanted to push away the man blocking the way, but who knew that the other man would not let him go.

"You said he was going to die, so he was going to die?"

"Isn't it just a heat stroke and a nosebleed? Isn't this a reason to jump in line?"

"Then I also said that my stomach hurts so much that I'm going to die."

The strong man spat lightly and raised his hand to grab Jin Xiyu with a look of disdain.

"Go to the back and line up, don't make me slap you!"

"Bah, you also know medical skills. The people in the Chinese Medical Hall are all masters of medical skills, masters in the medical world, and great figures who hang pots to help the world."

"What qualifications do you have to compare with others?"

"Give us free medical treatment? Even if it's free, I don't dare to let you give me medical treatment!"

Judging from the posture, it seemed that he was determined to get Fang Mo to go to the back and queue up.

Seeing this, Fang Mo was also completely angry.

"Is there anyone alive in the Chinese Medical Hall? Is there a doctor? Someone is dying here!"

The next moment, Fang Mo ignored the strong man, twisted his neck, turned his head and roared twice into the Chinese Medical Hall;

"Are the people inside just going to die like this?"

Whoa!

"What are you doing!?"

When he made this move, the little nurse was frightened.

Xiao Nizi stared at Fang Mo in astonishment, wondering which part of this guy was wrong. Under the three characters of Chinese Medical Hall at the door were the words 'There is a patient inside, keep quiet'.

Fang Mo was still making a lot of noise here.

The strong man who stood up to stop Fang Mo at first also had a cold face.

"You kid doesn't like oil and salt! Are you looking for sex?"

After saying this, he took two steps forward and tried to grab Fang Mo's collar.

At this moment, the young man glanced at him and said calmly;

"Your mouth and tongue are dry, you have night sweats, and occasionally your limbs feel cold and weak during the hot summer weather."

"This is a sign of kidney failure. You spent the night in the foot bath city last night, right?"

"Stop doing things that make love between men and women. You have an old man above you and a young man below you. Your body can't bear it!"

Hearing this, the strong man was obviously stunned.

He still had the sign from last night's footbath city on his wrist.

It's not difficult to see that he often goes to foot massage parlors to secretly eat meat and fish, but how did this kid know about his condition?

Moreover, he has no children.

How come there is an old one at the top and a young one at the bottom! ?

The strong man composed himself and gritted his teeth;

"Haha, you are trying to be mysterious and pretending to be a ghost."

"It's just a few words that got me right, but let me tell you, I've seen a lot of charlatans like you."

"Do you think I will believe you just by pretending to be pretentious and fooling people? You guessed wrong in one place, but I didn't..."

Fang Mo raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.

"You are unmarried and have no children, right?"

"Of course I know, you don't even have a wife and a child."

What?

you know?

The strong man was completely stunned when his lines were robbed.

"Then you say I have an old man and a young man..."

"You have a small vagina! So you have a vagina, am I wrong? Kidney yin deficiency, premature ejaculation, and inability to ejaculate. If you continue to have sex every night, you will probably be immortal~"

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a sarcastic and playful smile on his lips.

The strong man looked strong and strong, but in fact he was strong on the outside but strong on the inside.

When I was less than 30 years old, I soaked in foot baths every day, and my body was already empty.

To say he has children is to praise him!

With his size, I guess he's almost shrinking into it.

"Fuck you!"

Hearing this, the strong man became angry and raised his big hand to hit someone.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the vermilion door.

"Stop making trouble, this is a medical clinic, a place for medical treatment."

"You are making a lot of noise and moving your hands and feet. Are you planning to demolish the Chinese Medical Hall?"

Whoa!

As soon as these words came out, the strong man shrank his head and looked at the person who showed up.

The visitor was wearing casual clothes and had a slightly stooped figure.

It is somewhat similar to the Ye Jiuzhou I have seen in Beijing. They are both skinny and have a nothing special hairstyle. They have a goatee.

A pair of small eyes stared solemnly at the half-dead Jin Xiyu next to Fang Mo.

At this moment, Fang Mo also glanced at the other party;

"Have you finally given up? I thought the surveillance camera at your door was broken."

When he came over, he saw the surveillance above his head for the first time.

Anyone with a discerning eye can notice this.

In other words, the doctors inside can definitely see the scene outside.

The result was that it had been stained for such a long time, and Fang Mo was lying if he said he had no resentment.

"Doctors are benevolent, and hanging a pot to help the world is the principle of Huayitang!"

"Patient, we can save him!"

The old man spoke slowly, looking at Fang Mo in the air.

Fang Mo's unfaithfulness retreated a bit.

"However, since you were making so much noise at the entrance of the Chinese Medical Hall, it almost affected the condition of so many patients in our Chinese Medical Hall."

"I want the cost of diagnosis and treatment for this patient to be 100 million!"

He held up a finger.

How many! ?

At this moment, the bullshit doctor's benevolence and Xuan Hu Ji Shi completely collapsed in Fang Mo's heart.

Isn't this a fucking robbery?

Properly starting from the ground?

Fang Mo's eyes widened;

"100 million!"

"Old man, did you make a mistake? Why didn't you grab it?"

"Brother, 100 million..."

The old guy with the goatee grinned;

"It's illegal to steal money. Isn't it faster to raise prices than to steal money?"

"Love is precious, but life is even more valuable. What's more, this patient is dying. What if he dies in the Chinese Medical Hall?"

"Isn't this ruining our reputation?"

"Although it is correct to give priority to seriously ill patients, the Chinese Medical Clinic has always treated everyone equally, and all patients have to queue up honestly."

"Letting you jump in line is obviously breaking the rules of our ancestors, so..."

Hearing this drawl and tone, a familiar feeling flashed through Fang Mo's heart.

The next moment, the old man with the goatee smiled lewdly;

"I have to pay more!"

Fang Mo was so angry that he laughed.

Hunting swallows all year round, only to have your eyes pecked by geese in the end?

I actually met a Buddhist layman who added money! ?