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"Wow!"

Secretary Wang's words were like a ray of heavenly fire that ignited everyone present, and they all looked at Zheng Guo angrily.

An old man stood up first, pointed his finger at Zheng Guo and cursed: "Young man, how can you be so cruel? If anything happens to this old man today, I will never forgive him!"

A middle-aged man followed up and said, "You little bastard, what you did is humane? Get out of here right now, as far away as you can!"

An old lady also stood up and said, "Young man, you are so bad, you will be struck by lightning!"

…………Various insults were heard one after another.

There was even a young man who rolled up his sleeves and yelled at Zheng Guo: "Beat him to death!"

There were also several young people rolling up their sleeves.

At this moment, a sonorous voice sounded: "Okay, be quiet! Little guy, just hope that the old man is okay! Xiao Chen, let's go!"

Everyone looked towards Director Zhang of the Military Control Commission and unconsciously made way for him.

Just as the young man was about to leave, Zheng Guo stepped forward to block the way and said, "Wait! The old man really can't make it to the hospital!"

"what?"

The crowd became even angrier, and many looked as if they wanted to eat the young man.

Director Zhang of the Military Control Commission unconsciously reached for his waist, pulled out a pistol, and pointed it at Zheng Guo: "Get out of here!"

"Wow!"

The scene immediately became quiet.

Zheng Guo was panicked at first.

Yes, I have never been pointed at a gun in my two lifetimes, so it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

But in the blink of an eye, Zheng Guo calmed down.

Yes, that's the magic of being turned on.

Zheng Guo has at least ten ideas in his brain that can easily dodge and kill the opponent.

Of course, the key is to save the elderly right now.

Before this, Zheng Guo had repeatedly practiced the massage techniques of the Qianjin School in his mind, so he didn't bother with them.

It is even easier to prove the name at this moment.

Zheng Guo said casually: "My grandfather is Zheng Yuanming!"

Director Zhang's eyes became even colder. He was not from Peking and didn't know who Zheng Yuanming was.

Many people present did not know who Zheng Yuanming was.

Many people are wondering who Zheng Yuanming is?

This includes Secretary Wang.

Director Zhang didn't have that much time to waste here. Time is life. He raised the muzzle of the gun again and pointed it directly at Zheng Guo's head: "Even if your grandfather is the king of heaven, it won't work.

Get out of my way, I’ll say the last thing…”

"Wait, leader, wait!"

Suddenly, the old man who had taken the lead in scolding Zheng Guo stepped forward.

Director Zhang was confused, and many people were confused too.

Director Zhang looked at the old man with a bad expression.

"Young man, is your grandfather Mr. Zheng from the Beizheng Clinic?"

"what!"

Many people exclaimed in surprise when they heard this, and even Secretary Wang remembered this person.

Jungkook nodded, “Yes!”

"That's true!"

The old man showed a delighted expression, "Ah, you are the little fellow back then, you have grown up so big!"

"Okay, everyone, I don't have that much time to explain now. Let me take a look at the old man's condition first!"

"Director Zhang, this?"?

The young man turned to look at his director.

As for Director Zhang, he really wasn't sure what was going on at the moment.

At this time, an old lady said, "Leader, just believe what this child says.

Mr. Zheng has been kind-hearted and dedicated his life to saving people. His grandson can’t be much worse! "

"Yes, leader, just believe this kid!"

Many people followed suit and advised.

Director Zhang turned around and looked at Secretary Wang.

Secretary Wang naturally knew that the leader was asking for her opinion.

"Director Zhang, let's take a look at the child first. If he can't survive, send him to the hospital!"

Director Zhang nodded, turned to Xiao Chen and said, "Put him down first!"

When the young man heard this, he bent down. Zheng Guo immediately stepped forward and helped put the old man steadily on the ground.

Zheng Guo didn't rush to check the patient's pulse, but said to everyone: "Please step back five meters!"

In this respect, Chinese medicine and Western medicine are similar.

First of all, we must ensure that the patient can breathe enough air.

"Retreat, everyone listen to Xiao Zheng!"

It was that old man who took the lead in retreating, and the others followed suit.

Seeing that the man had given up his space, Zheng Guo grabbed the old man's left wrist and placed three fingers on the old man's pulse.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

The pulse is slow and steadily decreasing.

This is undoubtedly chest pain, which is acute myocardial infarction.

Zheng Guo began to unbutton the old man's jacket, and after unbuttoning it, he saw the delicate white fur inside the jacket.

The old man's inner shirts also feel very textured.

It seems that the old man comes from an extraordinary family.

Finally, Zheng Guo unbuttoned the old man's shirt and took off his shoes.

First, I used my palms to massage the old man's heart. After a few times, I began to bend my fingers into a cone and twist and press the old man's Neiguan, Guanyuan, Tanzhong, Shenzang, Zusanli and other acupoints.

At that time, Director Zhang stared at Zheng Guo's actions with a cold face, and then suddenly asked Director Wang beside him: "Xiao Wang, do you know the grandfather of that boy?"

Secretary Wang nodded and was about to speak when the old man said, "Leader, I know this.

Beizheng Medical Clinic is a time-honored brand in Pingbei.

Although Mr. Zheng's medical skills are generally not enough to treat difficult and complicated diseases, he is kind-hearted and often charges less for consultation and medicine from the poor. If he encounters someone in greater need, Mr. Zheng not only does not charge him money, but also gives him money to buy food.

Not to mention that we poor people have benefited from Mr. Zheng's help, even many beggars in Beiping are grateful to Mr. Zheng!"

"Yes, my old father has received the kindness of Mr. Zheng!"

"My family has also received the kindness of Mr. Zheng..."

"Hey!"

Director Zhang shook his head and sighed. He couldn't bear to listen to the rest of the words.

There was no other reason. If the old man had told him earlier that Mr. Zheng’s medical skills were average, he would not have dared to let the young man do it.

For now we can only leave the rest to fate and do our best.

Zheng Guo had already finished the massage. Although the old man had not yet woken up, his face had already turned red.

Zheng Guo then used his palm to massage the old man's chest and repeated the massage.

Here, Director Zhang is already getting impatient waiting.

Yes, time is life, and he is very anxious.

So Director Zhang winked at Secretary Wang again, but this time Secretary Wang didn't see it because he was chatting quietly with the aunt next to him.

They were talking about Mr. Zheng, which made Director Zhang angry.

Finally, Director Zhang’s patience wore out and he was ready to speak.

"drink!"

"Drink! Drink!"

Suddenly in the middle of the yard, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and his complexion returned to normal.

Zheng Guo immediately wrapped the old man's clothes, put on his shoes, and then helped the old man to stand up.

Everyone saw this scene.

Someone shouted, "Great! The old man is alive! The little doctor is amazing!"

Soon the whole crowd exploded, and some people even took the lead in applauding. In an instant, the entire Military Control Commission was filled with applause.

Director Zhang looked embarrassed, followed the applause, and then smiled, "Oh, I still underestimated this kid!"

Zheng Guo helped the old man up, after all, the ground was still very cold at the beginning of the year.

"We have to help the old man warm himself up in the old house first!"

"Go to my office!"