With lives at stake, the driver disregarded the route, turned the car around, and headed straight for the nearest hospital.
There weren't many people on the bus to begin with, and since it was Saturday, there was no issue of people rushing to work. Besides, the person collapsed right in front of them, so even if they were unhappy, they wouldn't show it on their faces.
Xu Qian performed two acupuncture treatments on the man, slightly raising the bloodline. He wouldn't die, but he couldn't go too far. He kept pulling the man back and forth around the safety line for ten minutes until they finally arrived at the nearest hospital.
Xu Qian put the middle-aged man's hand on his neck, bent down and picked him up. He didn't know how long it would take for the hospital trolley to come out. He had just gotten off the bus when he suddenly remembered that he had left a large bag of medicine behind. As soon as he turned around, he saw a young girl picking it up.
"I'll help you with your things!" the girl said.
Xu Qian nodded to her and quickly took the person to the hospital.
The doctor arrived shortly afterward. He was momentarily stunned when he saw the needle sticking out of the patient's finger, but his attention quickly returned to the patient.
Xu Qian said, "It's probably because he's been taking He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) for a long time; there's a high chance his liver is damaged."
After a brief examination of the patient, the doctor casually asked the young man in front of him, "Okay, I understand. Are you a family member of the patient?"
Xu Qian shook his head. "He fainted on the bus. I gave him an acupuncture, and he recovered temporarily."
...Acupuncture?
Upon hearing this, the doctor's expression immediately soured. Don't blame him for overthinking it; just imagine, if it were acute liver poisoning, saving a person from the brink of death with just one needle would truly be a medical miracle.
"I'll leave the rest to the doctor. I have other things to do, so I have to go now." Xu Qian left 800 yuan with the hospital, which he considered as an extra 800 yuan he had earned today.
"Hey handsome, could you leave your name? It'll be easier for the patient's family to find you when they come in." The speaker was a young nurse whose gaze had been constantly glancing at Xu Qian ever since they came in.
“My surname is Xu,” Xu Qian said, seemingly removing the needle from the middle-aged man’s finger, but actually performing a needle-lifting technique on him. Seeing that the bloodline had completely reached the safe level, Xu Qian took the medicinal herbs from the girl who had followed him on the bus earlier and thanked her, “Thank you.”
The girl stared at him blankly for a while, and only when she saw that he seemed to be leaving did she quickly say that it was nothing.
...
Xu Qian walked out of the hospital carrying two large bags of medicinal herbs. He checked the time and it was almost 2 p.m. He took out his phone to check the route home when he heard a woman's voice behind him.
"Hey, wait a minute—" It was the young girl from before, but she looked a little nervous now.
"...Hello?" Xu Qian thought to himself that he shouldn't have lost anything.
"Can we exchange WeChat contacts so we can get to know each other?"
"...???" Hmm... Did I get hit on?
"My name is Qin Xinyao, nice to meet you!"
Xu Qian was initially quite conflicted, but when he saw the barely concealed embarrassment on the girl's face, he thought for a moment and added her on WeChat anyway, saying, "Xu Qian."
It was already 3 p.m. when Xu Qian got back to the apartment. He only ran into Meng Liangchen, who was at home working on two assignments. As for his brother, Meng Ziqiu, he said he was still at the gym.
"hiss--"
Xu Qian turned his head and saw a bright green thing on his shoulder. It was Xiao Qing, wasn't it? "Nothing unusual today, right?"
"Hiss—" (Nothing happens)
"I haven't even gone out." Meng Liangchen sat in front of the coffee table with his head down.
"Very good, keep it up." Xu Qian said something that sounded like a compliment, then took Xiao Qing and the medicinal herbs he had just bought back to the bedroom to make—pills!
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