No wonder she felt that the voice was so familiar, and Xiao Yi did not leave and lined up.

However, Ji Chengzhen looked back and saw that there was no patient behind him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Where is uncomfortable?”

Ji Chengzhen picked his eyes.

"The palm of your hand was pierced just now, and there was a thorn," Xiao Yi looked painful and tried to pierce his hand.

"Let me see," Ji Chengzhen frowned and grabbed Xiao Yi's hand when he saw that Xiao Yi didn't look pretending.

She looked at her palms carefully, trying to find out where the thorns were stuck.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Ji Chengzhen pressed his palm hard, and Xiao Yi's body trembled and he quickly shouted.

Ji Chengzhen was unmoved and pressed it to another part twice, and Xiao Yi called out again.

"I'll give you two injections, it won't hurt," Ji Chengzhen's mouth flashed Mo sneered, grabbed the silver needle and stabbed it hard.

Xiao Yi's eyes twitched, and realized that something was wrong, so he twitched his hands in a hurry: "What are you doing?"

"Little girl, play with me," Ji Chengzhen's mouth was confident.

She had just touched Xiao Yi's palm and immediately knew that there was no thorn. This bad man was pretending.

"Is this your attitude to talk to your life-savior?"

Xiao Yi's knuckles knocked on the table.

"Don't think I can't see that you and that guy have a grudge. Besides, even if you don't show up, they can't do anything to me," Ji Chengzhen said with a clear eyes.

At this time, an urgent cry for help came from beside him: "Doctor Ji, Doctor Ji, look at my son, he is almost out of reach."

I saw a woman on the street holding a coma of three or four-year-old child and hurriedly ran over.

The woman was crying and was heartbroken. Seeing Ji Chengzhen and holding her hand was like seeing a living Bodhisattva.

"Don't panic, I'll take a look at your son first," Ji Chengzhen quickly comforted the woman and placed the child on a temporary hospital bed.

I saw that the child's legs were swollen as thick as pig's trotters, and there was a row of deep teeth marks on his calves, black and purple.

"Is this a snake bitten?"

Xiao Yi frowned and asked instinctively.

Ji Chengzhen was stunned and looked up at Xiao Yi in surprise.

“Yes, yes.”

The woman quickly told the source of the matter: "I took my child to the mountains this afternoon and wanted to pick some wild vegetables, but the child was bitten by a snake. I took the child to the clinic to see it. The nurse said it was not poisonous and only gave it a little anti-inflammatory."

"The child said it wouldn't hurt anymore. I thought it was okay, but who knew that he would have a high fever at night, his legs were swollen, and he was almost exhausted," the woman became more and more sad.

"It's okay, it's okay, I will do my best," Ji Chengzhen comforted the woman, but a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes.

She looked through the child's pupils, took the pulse quickly, and then quickly applied an injection, piercing the child's ten fingers as soon as possible.

Ji Chengzhen's acupuncture method was extremely sophisticated. He repeatedly pricked seven or eight needles on the child's legs and five or six needles on the chest.

In an instant, the child's face immediately looked much better, and black blood flowed out from his ten fingers.

Xiao Yi stared at Ji Chengzhen's needle-applying technique and was stunned and frowned.

At this time, a buzzing sounded on the street and a car stopped on the side of the road.

"Miss, I'm back."

A middle-aged man in his fifties jumped out of the car. He hurried to the place with a large bag of medicinal herbs.

"Uncle Fu, hurry up, put the ginseng slices for this child," Ji Chengzhen greeted without raising his head.

Uncle Fu responded and directly pushed Xiao Yi aside.

Ji Cheng really looked very focused. He raised his hand from time to time to wipe the fragrant sweat from his face, and continued to bury his head and apply the needle.

Gradually, the child's breathing became more and more stable, and she was obviously relieved.

Xiao Yi had already understood that Ji Cheng was from the Ji family of the medical family.

Her surname is Ji, and her acupuncture technique is exactly the same as Ji Xingwang, and it is even better, and her identity is about to emerge.

It’s just that Ji Chengzhen does not have the assistance of the Baixing acupuncture and cannot exert the efficacy of the acupuncture to the extreme.

"Doctor Ji, is my son okay?

When will he wake up?"

The woman grabbed Ji Chengzhen's hand and asked nervously.

"The child is fine, but fortunately it was delivered in time," Ji Chengzhen smiled slightly, reached out to pull out the needle on the child's chest.

"Don't pull it out, it will kill people!"

Xiao Yi came to his senses, suddenly shook, roared loudly, and stopped him in a hurry.

But it was too late, and Ji Chengzhen had already pulled out two of them.

"Boy, who are you?

I was yelling here, disturbing our lady’s treatment and saving people, can you bear it?"

Uncle Fu curled his lips, extremely dissatisfied.

"That's right, Doctor Ji is a living Bodhisattva, how could heal someone dead?" Seeing Xiao Yi curse her son, the woman couldn't help but complain.

Uncle Fu looked at the child and found that the child was breathing smoothly and nothing happened, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You stayed there, pretending to understand if you didn't know. Our lady is a member of the Ji family. Mr. Ji's favorite granddaughter is a genius who studies medicine. She has never missed her skills in treating diseases," Uncle Fu looked arrogant, and he was very stunning to drive Xiao Yi away.

"Uncle Fu, you have a better attitude. Xiao Yi is also worried about the child's condition," Ji Chengzhen had already pulled out all the silver needles and said with a special head up.

"Miss, this kid doesn't understand medicine and is still talking nonsense. I'm afraid that it will affect your treatment," Uncle Fu said with a smile.

"Doctor Ji, Uncle Fu is right. If everyone is like him and point fingers when you treat your illness, then you won't be confused," the woman also sarcastic.

As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed drastically because the little boy on the sickbed suddenly turned purple.

"son!"

The woman was so scared that she rushed over: "Doctor Ji, hurry up, save my son, he is almost out of breath."

I saw that the child had black and purple lips, breathing less and venting more.

Ji Chengzhen's face changed drastically and he hurriedly applied acupuncture.

Xiao Yi also knew that the disease was greater than the sky, so he hurried forward.

As a result, Uncle Fu stopped the person in the middle and said proudly: "Boy, get out quickly. If you have our ladies, you don't have to worry about it."

"Uncle Fu, let him come over," Ji Chengzhen's voice was anxious.

"Miss," Uncle Fu wanted to persuade him again.

"I said let him pass," Ji Cheng was anxious, and his pretty face suddenly sank.

"yes!"

Uncle Fu quickly made way out.

Xiao Yi quickly checked the child's condition, respiratory failure, toxins attacked the heart, and heartbeat frequency dropped sharply.

"Bleeding on the feet, bleeding on the ten fingers, bleeding on the toes."

Xiao Yi immediately spoke out and ordered: "Cross the neck acupoint."

"Close the acupoints on the waist."

"good!"

Ji Chengzhen did not talk too much and cooperated with Xiao Yi very much.

She didn't even ask Xiao Yi if he understood Chinese medicine, so she was willing to be a deputy.

After a moment, Xiao Yi used Ji Chengzhen's silver needle and began to apply the needle.

His needle application technique was extremely ancient, extremely fast and dazzling.

While Ji Chengzhen was bleeding, he looked at Xiao Yi from time to time.

Gradually, her face became extremely shocked.
Chapter completed!