Siheyuan: Doctor from the steel rolling mill, Auntie Lou Xiaoe comes to your door

Jia Dongliang walked out quickly, and saw Peng Xiaoqian and a group of people carrying a stretcher towards the infirmary.

There are also young people in their early 20s traveling with us.

Jia Dongliang recognized him as the son of He Yunsheng, the accountant of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, named He Hongsheng.

"Police Officer Peng, it was him and Jia Dongliang who treated my dad. Not only did my dad's illness not heal, but it became even more serious after he arrived at the hospital."

"The doctors have issued a critical illness notice. Jia Dongliang has suffered a medical accident. You must make the decision for me."

He Hongsheng pointed at Jia Dongliang, cried with snot and tears, and said to Peng Xiaoqian angrily.

Peng Xiaoqian frowned slightly and asked Jia Dongliang.

"Dr. Jia, is this true?"

Jia Dongliang frowned and looked at the man on the stretcher. The man was about 40 years old, wearing a hat, his face looked a little sallow, and his face was a little swollen.

This is He Hongsheng's father, He Xiangdong. He is a worker at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. He was feeling unwell a few days ago and came to the hospital infirmary and asked Jia Dongliang to treat him.

Jia Dongliang clinically judged that he probably had a severe high fever caused by lung inflammation, so he prescribed medicine for him.

In the following two days, He Xiangdong did not come for follow-up consultation. Jia Dongliang thought he had recovered.

After taking a look at He Xiangdong's condition, Jia Dongliang immediately made an accurate diagnosis.

It seems that the congestion he coughed up accumulated in the body and was difficult to be excreted, causing edema in the body and even difficulty breathing.

In this case, just use a needle to drain out the congestion inside.

It's a pity that Jia Dongliang has never been exposed to this kind of acupuncture.

With a thought, Jia Dongliang browsed around in the system mall, and then a skill quickly caught his eye.

"Thirteen needles of ghosts and gods."

After reading the description above, Jia Dongliang's expression became more and more exciting.

Thirteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods, as the name suggests, even a dying person can be brought back from the gate of hell by using this set of acupuncture techniques.

So it is called the Thirteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods.

The exchange price only requires 1000 conquest points, which is nothing to Jia Dongliang.

"Exchange the Thirteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods."

As Jia Dongliang operated, a skill appeared in the system backpack.

"Extract thirteen needles of ghosts and gods and fuse them."

As Jia Dongliang communicated with the system in his mind, a blue light penetrated from the top of his head into his brain.

The acupuncture point map clearly appeared in my mind. The corresponding function of each acupuncture point and the depth of the acupuncture were all clearly visible in my mind.

When his thoughts returned to reality, He Hongsheng's roar still rang in his ears.

"Officer Peng, what are you doing standing still? Take Jia Dongliang away quickly and handcuff him directly to the police station."

Everyone at the scene looked at Jia Dongliang, and everyone who came with him was filled with indignation.

"Yes, arrest Jia Dongliang quickly."

Even Ding Qiunan, who had just arrived, frowned and looked at Jia Dongliang, with doubts in his heart.

Is the Dr. Jia in front of me really a quack?

If He Hongsheng's attitude could be better, Jia Dongliang would be more than willing to use the Thirteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods he had just absorbed to bring his father back from hell.

but now……

"Shut up if you want your dad to live."

He Hongsheng cried even harder.

"The hospital has issued a critical illness notice, saying that the old man's condition has only happened in the past two days. The famous doctors in the Sixth Hospital are helpless. This is all caused by you, Jia Dongliang."

"How can my dad come back to life again? Jia Dongliang, you are the culprit and you must pay compensation."

He Hongsheng's eyes kept rolling. In fact, the old man's condition improved after he returned home. It was only after he failed to take medicine on time that the condition worsened.

He Hongsheng, a prodigal son, has always been a street kid, doing nothing all day long. He even participated in gambling and owed a lot of debt.

It was obvious that the old man was sent to the hospital too late, which made his condition worse.

It wouldn't work if he was dragged to the hospital, so he couldn't blackmail the hospital, so he had to drag the old man to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to blackmail Jia Dongliang.

Anyway, the old man will not survive. When he is dying, make some contributions to him and let him extort some money.

Jia Dongliang walked to the stretcher and looked at the old man's eyelids. It seemed that he could still be saved.

"He Hongsheng, shut up."

"Tell me, do you want your dad to die or live?"

He Hongsheng blinked, as if he didn't understand what medicine Jia Dongliang was selling in the gourd?

"Come on, Jia Dongliang, stop being so mysterious here. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, my dad wouldn't be able to survive."

"He's only breathing his last breath now. How can you possibly revive him?"

Jia Dongliang sneered.

"He Hongsheng, everyone in the factory knows your moral character. This old man's illness was not serious in the first place. It should be that you sent him to the hospital too late, which delayed his condition."

"If you take the medicine on time according to the medicine I prescribed, this situation will not happen."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

She rushed directly in front of He Hongsheng and beat him hard.

"You're a prodigal, you're a bastard, your father is dying, and you drag him into the factory."

"This is not Dr. Jia's responsibility at all."

The woman who rushed out was He Hongsheng's mother. She knew her son too well. She brought her dying wife here just to extort a few dollars.

It's a pity that He Hongsheng had already lost money in gambling at this time. He became furious and pulled his mother aside.

"My dad is dead. Now I have the final say in the family."

His mother was immediately pulled to the ground by him, squatting on the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

At this time, a very beautiful girl ran over from the crowd. She had a waist and fat butt, which made her stand out among the crowd.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

This is He Hongsheng's sister He Xiumei, who is very beautiful.

Jia Dongliang hated such a prodigal son and asked him directly.

"Okay, don't you like gambling? Then let's make a bet. What will you do if I rescue your father?"

He Hongsheng said directly with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"My dad has only one breath left. If you can really save him, I will kowtow to you and call him grandpa, and give you a big plaque."

"But if you can't save my dad, you have to pay me 200 yuan."

Everyone onlookers could not help but sigh.

"For 200 yuan, he can really open his mouth."

"Dr. Jia's medical skills are good. It is impossible for such a mistake to happen. I feel that He Hongsheng is deliberately looking for trouble."

Others expressed sighs of relief.

"Then there's nothing we can do about it. After all, Accountant He was treated here by Jia Dongliang."