"Damn it!"

Su Xiangdong was even more furious and pushed Ling Tian away, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

If it weren't for saving people, he would have wanted to go over and slapped Ling Tian in both mouths.

This kid is so rude!

"I'm saving people." Ling Tian said with a grievance.

However, the Su family was too lazy to look at him.

Su Xiangdong hugged Su Zhenkun in his arms, and Su Qingya hurriedly fed the quick-acting heart-saving pill in her hand.

After a while, Su Zhenkun's face finally recovered.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Su Xiangdong breathed a sigh of relief and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe I was too excited just now."

"I have a decades of old age, I know it."

"Doctor Song is here later, let him prescribe medicine and condition it." Su Zhenkun said gasping and said.

However, Ling Tian's face became solemn.

His slap just now could at least make Su Zhenkun persist for more than ten minutes.

But once you take this quick-acting heart-saving pill, you may not be able to hold on for a minute.

Just as I was about to say something, a hurried knock came from outside.

The nanny hurriedly opened the door, and an old man walked in with a hurried look on his face.

"How is Mr. Su?"

"Doctor Song, please show it!" Su Xiangdong was overjoyed.

"The old man was so excited just now that he suddenly fell ill."

"I just took a quick-acting heart-saving pill and my face turned much better."

"Uh!" As soon as Su Xiangdong finished speaking, Su Zhenkun suddenly let out a painful hum, and his face turned pale again.

Covering my heart, sweating heavily, and suffering hard.

"dad!"

"Grandpa!" Su Xiangdong and Su Qingya exclaimed, showing a look of panic.

"Don't panic, let Mr. Su be calm." Doctor Song hurriedly ordered.

Su Xiangdong did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly placed Su Zhenkun flat on the sofa.

Doctor Song closed his eyes slightly, and then put two fingers on Su Zhenkun's cunguan ruler.

More than ten seconds later, Doctor Song opened the medicine box and took out a pack of silver needles.

"Mr. Su was too excited, causing the blood to flow backwards and pressurized the heart."

"I'm afraid it's going to take some trouble."

When Su Xiangdong heard this, he hurriedly said.

"It's my fault that Doctor Song is here!"

Doctor Song nodded, then took out a silver needle, narrowed his eyes and rubbed it quickly in his hand.

"Cleaning needle? It turns out that he is the descendant of the Imperial Medical Sect."

"What he wants to use is the Seven-Secret Deadly Needle?"

Ling Tian was on the side, his eyes becoming more and more serious.

Just now, Su Zhenkun was very enthusiastic about him and couldn't watch the old man die.

Doctor Song rubbed the silver needle in his hand and turned it like a gyro, and it was about to get the needle out.

"If you continue with this needle, Grandpa Su will be in danger."

The sudden sound made Doctor Song’s body shock.

Su Xiangdong suddenly changed his expression and scolded.

"What are you talking nonsense!"

"The account I just now hasn't settled with you yet."

"Get out of here, don't make trouble!"

Su Qingya was so angry that she gritted her teeth, pointed at Ling Tian, ​​and shouted sweetly.

"Go out, go out for me!"

Doctor Song looked cold and said disdainfully.

"I, Song Jishi, practiced medicine for 42 years, and I have saved countless people."

"No one has ever questioned my medical skills."

"Miss Su, don't drive him out."

"I want him to see with my own eyes how I can cure Mr. Su."

"Let him know how ignorant and ridiculous he said just now."

"Hmph!" Su Qingya snorted coldly, looked at Ling Tian, ​​her eyes full of disgust.

At this time, Song Jishi's eyes narrowed and became extremely focused.

Suddenly, he made a move like lightning, stabbing the silver needle into Su Zhenkun's acupoint.

Then, the second, the third...

Seven silver needles were stabbed in one breath, and Song Jishi stopped.

Wipe the sweat beads on his forehead and said a little tired.

"There is no problem for Mr. Su."

"At most half an hour, you will wake up and recover as before."

Only then did Su Xiangdong realize that Su Zhenkun was asleep and his face turned rosy.

The hanging heart finally let go.

"Thank you, Doctor Song."

"This is a million medical fee, please accept it with a smile."

Su Qingya hurriedly handed over a check worth millions.

Song Jishi was not polite either. He reached out and was about to answer when a sound suddenly sounded.

"Wife, don't give it to him."

"This quack doctor is disobedient. Not only can he not cure Grandpa Su, but his condition has also worsened."

Su Qingya's pretty face changed drastically and she scolded her hurriedly.

"Shut up, do you know what you are talking about?"

Song Jishi was a famous miracle doctor in Yunhai City, and he was even famous throughout the country. He was like a living god.

If Su Zhenkun had not had an old relationship with Song Jishi in his early years, he would not have invited him.

But unexpectedly, Ling Tian was so bold that he called Song Jishi a quack doctor in person.

I really don't know if he is ignorant or stupid!

Song Jishi's face also became ugly.

Looking at Ling Tian, ​​he smiled anxiously.

"Young man, I miss you for being young and ignorant, and I don't want to worry about you."

"But unexpectedly, you repeatedly doubted my medical skills."

"Okay, okay, then you can tell me, what's wrong with my treatment?"

"Let me, a quack doctor, have a better understanding!"

Su Xiangdong was so angry that his lungs were almost blown up. He glared at Ling Tian fiercely and persuaded him.

"Doctor Song, he is just an ignorant child. You are angry with him. It is not worth it if you are angry."

"No!" Song Jishi waved his hand and said with a serious expression.

"I'm not angry."

"I don't allow it, anyone questioned my medical skills!"

"Ling Tian, ​​why don't you apologize to Doctor Song!" Su Qingya was so angry that she stamped her feet and scolded Ling Tian.
To be continued...