Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

A joke from Mrs. Shang successfully brought the two of them back to reality.

"Is old man Shang still out of breath? It's very expensive to ask me to do it. Can you afford it?" Cong Youyan belongs to the kind who either doesn't speak, or speaks and can choke to death. Underplay.

Shang Heyin sat on a low chair at the end of the table in an orderly manner, bent his lips into a smile, lowered his head to study the dust on the toes of his shoes, and did not say much.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law did not stop him from speaking, Cong Youyan spoke out his heartfelt desire: "I charge by the hour, and the starting price is 100 million."

Although the old lady Shang is a woman, she has some vision. She looked up and down at the young man in front of her. She had unconventional facial features and a fair skin. A trap that can suck away the souls of mortals at any time.

The old lady hurriedly regained her composure, looked away from her probing eyes, and forced a smile: "Okay! If the doctor can save my old man, let alone 100 million, I can afford 200 million. What if you can't save him? You have to give me an explanation!"

"If Master Yan likes the old man and insists on inviting him down for tea, then I have nothing to do with it." Cong Youyan shrugged and said indifferently: "Think about it, only I can heal the old man's illness. Your doctor can't cure it." , that's because he's too stupid."

Old lady Shang frowned: "Nonsense, Dr. Wang is a doctor."

"Doctor? What kind of thing is that? Can I eat it? It's a skill if the medicine cures the disease and restores the body! Otherwise, it's a shameless person who deceives the world and steals the name."

Cong Youyan paced around, and said proudly: "This hour is the time to cultivate liver qi. The old man has been invaded by evil spirits, and his body is not strong. If you delay some more time, you really can only prepare for the funeral. If you don't want him If I die, I will trouble you to back off and take me to see the patient."

This tone is crazy!All the disciples of the Shang family in the room were gasping for air; those who were more tempered had already turned on the case and cursed angrily.

Seeing that everyone in the room threw nameless flame bombs at him.Cong Youyan snorted coldly, he didn't bother to chat with these idiots, he shook his toes, stepped forward to pull his wife up, and wanted to leave as soon as he moved.

"Wait a minute!" The eyes of the man standing behind the old lady Shang were red, he held back his anger, and said, "If there is a way to save someone from the doctor, I am the eldest son of the family, and I will pay for it."

Old lady Shang stomped her feet and stared at her eldest son complainingly.

The family's private doctor had already done first aid, a defibrillator, and adrenal hormones, but these rescues were in vain.

The old man's vital signs are slowly disappearing, the heaving of his lungs is getting lower and lower, and his bluish-purple skin can no longer retain heat.

Shang Liangjian, the eldest son of Mr. Shang, received the call and had just rushed home from the company. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the scene of the old man's condition getting worse, difficulty breathing, and pale face.

The sisters would only cry around the old man, but he was a man, the pillar of the family, and he couldn't cry unrestrainedly once, so he could only hold on.

He watched helplessly as the old man had some physical reactions under the stimulation and vibration of the defibrillator. The anxiety and irritability accumulated in his heart were self-evident.

Although the young man in front of him speaks arrogantly, there are exceptions to everything, maybe, maybe this person is really a reclusive expert, maybe he can come up with a cure.

'If it can't be saved...I will take this bastard's life and be buried with him. Shang Liangjian made up his mind, and comforted the old lady with gentle words: "It's okay, I will watch him."

The second sister in the family hurried a few steps and held him back: "Liangjian! Father's illness is nothing to be trifled with!"

Shang Liangjian bit his trembling lower lip, and held the second sister's hand: "I know! But I have to try!" After that, he personally stepped forward and extended his hand to invite: "Doctor, please come with me."

Pushing open the door of the left ear room in the main hall, Dr. Wang was packing up his things. When he saw Shang Liangjian walking in, he shook his head and stood up regretfully: "The old man's breathing has stopped, and his eyes are a little cloudy... I tried my best, please forgive me! "

Shang Liangjian entered the house with hope, but when he heard the bad news, his calf softened and he passed out.

Cong Youyan followed behind, supported the fallen body with one hand, and slapped the back suddenly with the other hand, poured a little internal force, picked up Shangliang's neck, and shook it a few times.

The suffocation in Shang Liangjian's chest was dissipated by internal force, and blood appeared in his throat. He raised his head and hiccupped, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Get out of the way!" Cong Youyan pushed away Dr. Wang's assistant, rolled up his sleeves, took out a homemade cloth bag from his backpack, found a suitable silver needle, pinched it with three fingers, and began to administer it. Needle.

Dr. Wang grabbed the little assistant who wanted to get angry, retreated to the side with great restraint, and softly introduced the symptoms when he took over the patient: "The patient had chills at first, and then he was flatulent, sweating, and vomiting. The body temperature It's been low."

Hearing this from You Yan, I just raised my eyes to look at Dr. Wang, and nodded: "Although you are dull in aptitude, you have a good disposition. If you have a difficult disease to deal with in the future, I can teach you a thing or two."

The little assistant was not convinced: "Who are you, you are young, but you can speak madly. The old man has already been diagnosed with no heartbeat, what are you doing?"

From Youyan's index finger and middle finger, press slightly on the right chest of the old man, alternately flicking the skin with two fingers, find the loose skin, and insert the silver needles into the acupuncture points, one after another, very deep .

The silver needles were pinched and then inserted, rotated and lifted, and then inserted again, and gradually more than a dozen silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points near the heart.

From Youyan's single-minded and dual-purpose, the right hand is inserted into the silver needle, and the left hand drives the inner force to warm the acupoints.I saw the non-slip handle of the silver needle constantly vibrate and generate heat on the skin, and the top of the old man's head and chest all emitted vaguely invisible smoke.

It was the first time that Dr. Wang and his little assistants, including Shang Liangjian who had come to his senses, had such a way to cure diseases and save lives.Ordinarily, rigor mortis begins to form when human beings just die, and when the body temperature drops to a certain level, the skin, muscles, and skeletal membranes all undergo changes. Acupuncture is not easy at first sight.

Doctor Wang deliberately didn't stop him just now, not because he was really generous, he just wanted to see this fool's joke.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face every minute.He is not only able to perform acupuncture and know how to administer acupuncture, he is also very skilled in technology.It seems that this young doctor has a great chance of winning and dragging the old man back from the Palace of Hades.

Although there are gaps between bones, there are also muscle groups in them, and these narrow muscle groups are thin but tight. In many places, even experienced Chinese medicine practitioners dare not give needles easily.

But these checkpoints are nothing in Cong Youyan's eyes.

Silver needles of various lengths kept falling, with a certain rhythm, humming an out-of-tune tune from Yuyan's mouth, and the needles were inserted very quickly, methodically and smoothly, extending from the top of the head to the throat, until the chest Abdominal cavity, fingertips and toes.

Insert the silver needle into the acupoint, break open the closed barrier, and then forcefully assist with internal force to push the blood to pass the barrier.Everyone saw that the top of the old man's head was like a steamer, steaming continuously, and the smell of fermentation in the room was getting stronger and stronger.

Pushing it all the way to the legs and feet, Yu Yan seemed to have touched something, his face couldn't hide his joy, he hurriedly lifted the old man's ankle, picked up the thickest silver needle, pierced the tip of his toe, stimulated his internal force, and drove out a A pool of dark purple blood.

As the purple blood was squeezed out, Mr. Shang let out a cough from his throat.

From Yuyan's quick eyesight and quick hands, with one hand, the silver needle came out, and a small red nematode was pierced in the blood stains.

The whole process progressed extremely quickly, almost scaring Dr. Wang to death. He rubbed his eye sockets, and then opened his eyes. Mr. Shang coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and his eyelids began to tremble.

Cong Youyan squinted at Dr. Wang, and shouted: "Hey! Why are you still standing there, give the old man a booster shot. Really, what do you do for raising you? not on."

Dr. Wang really didn't dare to put on a show, he kept saying yes, hurriedly injected Mr. Shang with the injection, and the little assistant clenched his hands into fists to help with cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

At the beginning, Shang Liangjian invited Youyan into the house, with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but in less than a cup of tea, he could see the old man who was sentenced to death with a snoring in his throat, The skin was also stained with thin sweat.

No matter how they did it, the old man has come back to life.

This is really, people are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared with goods.

Shang Liangjian looked at Dr. Wang who was busy with the follow-up work by the bed with complicated eyes, and then looked at Cong Youyan who was sitting carelessly on the chair and playing with bugs, with a much more respectful attitude.

The members of the Shang family guarding outside the house were ecstatic, and without waiting for the old lady's order, they rushed into the side room together and knelt down to greet the old man.

The old man's heart was fully squeezed and massaged, and he took a few mouthfuls of oxygen. He was supported by someone on the bed, and he forced himself to laugh for a few seconds.

After closing his eyes and panting for a while, the old man reluctantly said: "Okay, you all go down, I have received all the filial piety."

The crowd reluctantly withdrew.

The old lady Shang sat on the edge of the bed with tears streaming down her cheeks, just crying.The old man touched his wife's hand and said in relief: "Don't cry, I'm alive."

Dr. Wang supported Old Man Shang and patted his back a few times, and the old man coughed up a few mouthfuls of dirty blood.

Seeing that the old man's face gradually returned to rosy, Shang Liangjian strode up to Cong Youyan, and knelt down with a plop: "Thanks to the kindness of the genius doctor for saving my father. There is no way to repay my great kindness."

Cong Youyan smiled indifferently: "It's easy to say, my kindness has a price. The sincerity is 200 million."

Shang Liangjian got up and stood aside, with joy in his eyes, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, "Doctor, do you need a check or a bank transfer? Let's leave a contact information."

From Yu Yan, he took out the QR code to collect the money, and heard the sound of coins being put into the warehouse from the mobile phone. He squinted his eyes with a smile. This thing is extremely vicious, and it needs long-term treatment with ointment."

When the old lady Shang heard that she still needed to take ointment for a long time to maintain her health, she hurriedly waved and asked her son to pay for it: "Just ask the doctor for the price, our family can afford it."