Feng Lingyu looked at the person who was speaking as if he were a fool: "Feudal superstition is unacceptable."
Others were also speechless, thinking that a curse was too impossible.
"Then why did you say that before?!"
The fat man fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and was breathing in less than out.
Feng Lingyu didn't bother to pay attention to the argumentative person and walked straight towards the fat man.
At this time, Chen Zenian had just instructed Chen San to call the doctor over. He had a family doctor with him who would be here soon.
"Hey, what are you doing!?"
The man was already angry when he saw Feng Lingyu didn't reply, and now he saw that she was holding a few needles and was about to stab Lao Li, so he hurried to stop her.
"He's having a heart attack. If I don't save him, he's going to die."
"If you say so, then it is so. Hurry up..."
Feng Lingyu didn't wait for him to finish, and thrust three silver needles from between his fingers into the fat man's body.
Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless. How could they just start fighting like that?
But the needle had already been inserted into Lao Li's body, and the others didn't know any medical knowledge, so they didn't dare to step forward to stop it.
Chen Zenian watched Feng Lingyu calmly and composedly giving the fat man an acupuncture treatment. His movements were clean and neat, and his hand was very steady. His posture was no less than that of the old Chinese doctor in his family's pharmacy.
For a moment, no one in the restaurant dared to speak, for fear of disturbing Feng Lingyu.
When the fat man fell to the ground, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and he was completely unable to breathe. Even though he tried hard to breathe, his lungs could not absorb any fresh air.
Just when he thought he was going to die, suddenly his throat seemed to be unblocked, he was able to breathe air, and his heartbeat slowly stabilized.
My groggy head finally became clear for a moment.
"It's you, you saved me..." the fat man said weakly.
Feng Lingyu pulled out the silver needle coldly. If she hadn't been there today, he would really have died.
"Old Li, are you okay?" The others were surprised to see the fat man recover.
No one expected that this little girl had some skills and actually rescued Old Li.
Chen Zenian also looked at Feng Lingyu with joy. There was a smile on his face and his eyes were focused, as if he had discovered some treasure.
"You also know medical skills?" Chen Zenian looked at Feng Lingyu with burning eyes.
Feng Lingyu slowly put the silver needle away, and then replied nonchalantly, "I understand a little bit."
What she did just now was enough to show her level. Although Chen Zenian himself did not have any medical skills, he knew a little bit from what he had seen and heard.
Saving lives with silver needles is not an easy task, and only a few veteran Chinese medicine practitioners in Jihetang have this ability.
How old is Ling Feng now? Barely 20 years old, but he already has such profound skills...
"Ms. Ling is so modest." Chen Zenian's mouth twitched.
If she knows a little bit, then what about others? Haven't they just gotten started yet?
"Comrade Ling, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would be dead now." Old Li was feeling better now and was helped over by two people to express his gratitude.
Everyone has realized what's going on now. Comrade Ling is an expert in medicine. Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation. She must have seen what's wrong with Mr. Li, so she advised him to go to the hospital.
They all misunderstood her.
Feng Lingyu: "No need to thank me, you should go to the hospital as soon as possible and put your work aside. This is just a temporary solution."
There were various kinds of meat on the plate scattered on the ground. Feng Lingyu only took a glance and knew what was going on. It must be the excessive intake of fat that triggered the heart attack.
Fat people's hearts are under great strain, and they can no longer work normally, otherwise their heart problems will continue.
It depends on whether he is willing to give up his career.
"Okay, I'll go now, right now." Now the fat man didn't dare to take Feng Lingyu's words lightly.
Just then, Chen San came over with Chen Zenian's accompanying doctor.
The leading man was wearing a suit and carrying a metal box. He had an elegant appearance and a pair of silver-framed glasses on his face, looking like an intellectual.
There were thin calluses on his knuckles, the marks of having been rubbed by a scalpel.
Feng Lingyu withdrew his gaze.
It turns out he is a western doctor...
"Third Young Master, who needs treatment?" Tan Cheng looked around but didn't see any patients.
"It's okay now. You've made a wasted trip." Chen Zenian said somewhat embarrassedly.
Although Tan Cheng is Chen Zenian's accompanying doctor, it does not mean that he is inferior to others. They have a very equal employment relationship.
Tan Cheng is a famous doctor in Hong Kong. He has performed many operations and has published several papers internationally. He is a young talent with a great reputation.
Because he was interested in China's medical skills, he came here with Chen Zenian this time.
Tan Cheng's eyes flickered slightly behind the lenses. Without the help of medical equipment - how could a heart attack be cured?
Chen San had just told him about the symptoms on the way, and Tan Cheng had a basic diagnosis in his mind.
With this kind of acute disease and in such a crude environment, the chances of survival are actually slim.
I didn't expect that everything is fine now.
This shows that there is someone present who knows medical skills.
"It's Miss Ling. She gave the patient an acupuncture and he is fine now." Chen Zenian knew what Tan Cheng was curious about, so he explained.
Tan Cheng shifted his gaze to Feng Lingyu. Needless to say, she had a stunning appearance, but the most amazing thing was the bones in her body, each of which was just right.
As a doctor who often performs surgical operations, appearance is just skin and bones are the most worthy works of art to be appreciated.
Feng Lingyu felt uneasy under Tan Cheng's burning gaze. It was like someone was looking at her naked body...
"Hello, I'm Tan Cheng, a surgeon." Tan Cheng stretched out his hand and smiled gently at Feng Lingyu.
His entire temperament is completely different from the rebellious Chen Zenian. He is like the spring breeze after the rain and the warm sun after the snow. He does not give people a strong sense of aggression, but only makes you feel comfortable and calm.
But the aggressive look just now made Feng Lingyu alert. She did not reach out her hand and said calmly, "My name is Lingfeng."
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