The wealthy lady is very rebellious, and the vest she carries with her is as fierce as a tiger, Jian

The bodyguards around Jin Siyan are not vegetarians.

Seeing Mu Bailian running towards this direction without thinking, I was worried that she would take the opportunity to cause trouble.

As a result, the bodyguards formed a wall of flesh to keep the unconscious Jin Siyan in a safe zone.

The head of the Jin family is not something that just anyone can get close to.

Mu Bailian explained anxiously:

"Don't get me wrong, I know medical skills. Please give in and don't delay my best opportunity to rescue the patient."

Jin Siyan's assistant stopped Mu Bailian who was eager to step forward.

"My boss has his own doctor, so I don't need this young lady to meddle in my own business."

"Please leave, otherwise I will forcibly deport you as a terrorist."

Mu Bailian was so anxious that she stamped her feet.

"Are you being unreasonable? I came here to help with good intentions, but you actually treat me as a terrorist?"

"Who can walk through the club door without being interrogated? Will the security guard at the door let the terrorists go?"

She pointed with one finger at Jin Siyan, who was blocked behind by bodyguards.

"He is now unconscious and in critical condition. If he misses the best rescue time, the consequences may be disastrous."

"You don't want your boss to cause a tragedy because you are obstructing treatment here."

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone didn't know who answered.

"I think this young lady is right. Before the doctor arrives, it's best to put the patient's safety first."

"Not to mention there are so many onlookers to bear witness."

"Even if she is a terrorist, she would not dare to do anything to the patient in public."

Jin Siyan's assistant looked hesitant.

It is his responsibility and mission to protect his boss.

But the doctor hasn't arrived yet, and the boss's condition is critical.

If something unexpected happened, he, as an assistant, couldn't bear such a big responsibility.

He Lingyun came over from the other side in a hurry.

"Assistant Chen, this lady is my friend. Her family has been practicing medicine for generations."

"When it was passed to her, the medical skills have reached their peak."

"I wonder if Special Assistant Chen has ever heard of the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Doctor, the young lady in front of you."

The man called Special Assistant Chen was Jin Siyan's assistant.

He didn't know Mu Bailian, but he was no stranger to He Lingyun.

Unexpectedly, He Lingyun said a piece of breaking news right after he opened his mouth.

Thirteen needles from the ghost doctor?

Isn't it the boss that the boss is looking for so hard?

But why is the boss a woman?

Judging from his age, he is not over 30 years old.

"Mr. He, is this lady really the rumored ghost doctor Thirteen Needles?"

He Lingyun pulled Mu Bailian to Assistant Chen.

"I heard that Mr. Jin has been suffering from illness for many years. He has been to many hospitals but there is no cure."

"Whether my friend is the rumored ghost doctor or not, everyone will know if she performs her medical skills in public."

Mu Bailian was extremely anxious.

"Whether you need my help or not is just a matter of your words."

There was support from the crowd of onlookers.

"I don't think Mr. Jin's situation is very optimistic. If he delays it any longer, his life will be in danger."

Seeing Jin Siyan's face getting worse and worse, Assistant Chen also knew that in the face of life and death, he could not take care of his mother-in-law.

"Okay, then I will trust this lady once, and I will leave Mr. Jin's safety to you."

He made a retreat gesture towards the surrounding bodyguards.

Jin Siyan lay weakly on the ground, apparently unconscious.

When checking Jin Siyan's pulse, Mu Bailian asked Special Assistant Chen:

"What happened before this gentleman fainted?"

Assistant Chen: "The boss was drinking coffee at the time and there was no warning before he fainted."

Mu Bailian: "Is he allergic to coffee?"

Assistant Chen: "Although the boss is not in good health, so far he has no history of coffee allergy."

After checking the pulse, Mu Bailian did some simple checks on Jin Siyan.

He Lingyun asked in a low voice: "What happened to Mr. Jin?"

Mu Bailian's face was solemn.

"Preliminary judgment is that he accidentally touched an allergen, causing a brief shock."

In front of everyone, Mu Bailian took out a long small box from her bag.

Opening the box, there was a row of silver needles neatly arranged inside.

Someone counted them curiously.

"No more, no less, exactly thirteen."

"Is she really the rumored ghost doctor Thirteen Needles?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Mu Bailian inserted silver needles into Jin Siyan's acupuncture points.

About 2 minutes later, Jin Siyan, who was in a coma, showed signs of improvement.

He opened his eyes and looked at everyone with a confused expression.

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that his boss had improved, Special Assistant Chen had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Mr. Jin, you suddenly fainted just now. It was this young lady who saved you."

"Mr. He said, this lady is the ghost doctor Thirteen Needles you have been looking for."

Jin Siyan looked at Mu Bailian with an inquiring expression.

Mu Bailian ignored his scrutiny and continued to treat him with acupuncture.

He Lingyun also came over at this time.

"I don't know if Mr. Jin still has an impression of me. We had dealt with each other in Beijing, but we weren't very familiar with each other at that time."

The Jin family has a red background in Beijing, and not everyone can break into his circle.

If Mu Bailian's appearance hadn't provided him with inspiration, he might not have had the chance to connect with the Jin family in his life.

Jin Siyan nodded weakly.

"It turns out to be Mr. He."

He Lingyun quickly introduced him.

"The lady who is treating you is called Mu Bailian, nicknamed Ghost Doctor Thirteen Needles, and she is also my friend."

Jin Siyan didn't expect that he asked Bai Yanchen to help him find out the whereabouts of the ghost doctor yesterday.

The next day, the ghost doctor appeared in front of him.

He asked tentatively: "Miss, are you really a ghost doctor?"

Mu Bailian smiled pretendingly.

"Ghost Doctor is just a nickname given to me by outsiders. Mr. Jin can just call me Bai Lian."

Jin Siyan hurriedly asked: "What disease do I have, and can it still be cured?"

Thinking that he had been tortured by illness for so many years at such a young age, Jin Siyan felt that God was really unfair.

At this time, Mu Bailian inserted the last needle into Jin Siyan's acupuncture point.

"Let's not talk about what disease you are suffering from. Mr. Jin, please tell me, how do you feel now?"

Only then did Jin Siyan realize that the lost physical strength was recovering bit by bit, and his spirits were much better than before.

He didn't know if this was his hallucination, or if Mu Bailian's treatment really allowed him to see a miracle.

"I, I don't seem to be as uncomfortable as before."

He Lingyun smiled.

"The great thing about the ghost doctor is that any difficult or complicated disease is considered a minor illness in front of her."

There were constant sighs from the crowd.

The name of the ghost doctor has been circulating in the circle for a long time.

Some people believe in the existence of ghost doctors, while others think ghost doctors only live in legends.

Unexpectedly, they would be lucky enough to meet this legendary and mysterious man today.

Does this mean that if they suffer from serious illness in the future, they will not have to face death?

He Lingyun really made a good move.