"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Ruanruan saw that his face turned purple from coughing, and she was really worried that he would not be able to breathe and would pass out.
Eh...this uncle is also seriously ill.
Gu Sanlang covered his chest and coughed, and suddenly blood spurted out of his mouth, "Puff!"
The bright red blood dyed the snow red. Gu Sanlang's lips were bleeding, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.
"Master Gu!"
"Mingxiu!"
Everyone was shocked and gathered around.
Ruanruan reached out and pressed on Gu Mingxiu's pulse. She took out a set of silver needles from her small schoolbag.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the people surrounding her, frowned, "Uncle, you don't have to surround me."
"Ruanruan knows you guys care about this uncle, but it's not good for the patient if you're crowding around him like this. It blocks the air circulation."
"Don't worry, Ruanruan will do her best to treat him."
"All of you disperse." King Jin glanced at them and gestured.
The soldiers had no choice but to disperse.
Ruanruan took out the needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point on the man's palm.
Gu Mingxiu's eyelids moved, and a pool of black blood came out of his mouth, and he opened his eyes.
"Ruanruan, what happened to him? Why did he vomit so much blood?" asked King Jin.
"He has caught a serious cold, which has damaged his heart and lungs. There is a blood clot stuck in his chest. It will be better if he spits it out." Ruanruan stretched out her little hand and pressed an acupuncture point on the base of her thumb.
"Uncle, are you feeling better?"
Gu Sanlang's lips were still pale, and he looked like he was dying, gasping for breath as he spoke. He nodded and said, "Yes, thank you."
"Ruanruan, is there any way to save him?" King Jin asked again.
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