As soon as Qi Mo Nan saw her take out the needle bag, he immediately ripped open Qiao Fengshou's shirt.
Song Yun inserted the needles very quickly, and the slender silver needles pierced into the acupuncture points of Qiao Fengshou, leaving the people around them stunned.
"Take off his trousers." Song Yun said.
Qi Monan did as he was told immediately.
When he took off his outer pants, Qiao Fengshou's left leg, which had turned black and purple, was exposed, especially the large swelling on his calf, which looked very scary.
Song Yun said to the person in charge of the organizer, "My teammate was stabbed with a poisonous needle during the competition. You must give us an explanation for this matter." After that, she took out a dagger and directly cut open the swelling to let the poisonous blood in the swelling overflow. Then she continued to insert the needle to guide the meridians and dredge the collaterals, forcing out the toxins in the blood bit by bit.
Kino Jiguang, who had already finished the competition and won first place in the group, stood in the crowd, looking coldly at Qiao Fengshou lying on the stretcher, with a vicious smile on the corner of his lips.
If you are poisoned by this, you will die in ten minutes at most. It is impossible to survive until the eleventh minute.
Kino looked at his watch, hmm, there are still two minutes.
Then, two minutes passed.
Kino frowned, his eyes full of confusion.
Ten minutes have passed, why hasn't the Chinese man died yet?
Another ten minutes passed.
The confusion in Kino's eyes became more and more intense, and there was even an expression of doubt about life on his face.
Not only did the Chinese man not die, he also looked better than before.
Especially the leg that had originally turned dark purple, the color is now light purple, a very obvious change.
This is impossible! How is this possible?
This medicine was given by Kobayashi-kun, there's no way there's anything wrong with it.
Ten minutes later, the Chinese man's face turned pale, but the signs of poisoning continued to ease. The color of his legs was almost normal, and the poisonous blood that kept flowing out gradually began to turn into a normal red.
Song Yun began to remove the needles. She asked Qiao Fengshou, "How do you feel now?"
Qiao Fengshou still couldn't speak, but he felt much better, so he nodded.
Song Yun's tense heart finally relaxed a bit. "Close your eyes and take a rest. Don't worry about the rest."
Qiao Fengshou was indeed very tired. The unspeakable pain brought by the poisoning and the dizziness from excessive blood loss were all attacking his nerves crazily. Being able to stay awake almost exhausted all his strength.
Qiao Fengshou obediently slept over the night. After Song Yun finished the injection, Qi Monan took out the towel given by the organizer to wipe the blood off Qiao Fengshou's body. Instructor Han and Min Hongqi quickly helped Qiao Fengshou put on clothes.
The doctors in Country M were stunned.
He went from being confused and angry at first to now being filled with curiosity.
But it was clear that the Chinese team was not in the mood to help him solve his doubts.
Instructor Han contacted the organizer, who summoned all the referees for questioning, but no one found anything unusual.
In other words, China has to blame itself for this misfortune.
Oh!
It is impossible to just think that you are unlucky.
They can figure out who did it with just their toes.
Song Yun saw it clearly at that time that the shameless Japanese soldier from Country R touched Qiao Fengshou's calf with his foot.
But this matter is hard to explain. It is normal to have slight physical contact during the game. There is no way to confirm what the R country devil did when he touched Qiao Fengshou.
Song Yun's eyes scanned the crowd and quickly locked onto the target.
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