Everyone quickly turned to look.
I saw a middle-aged man holding a boy with blood all over his face, running quickly through the crowd.
The boy's hands and feet were in strange positions and his face was covered in blood. Everyone was so scared that they quickly made way for him.
When Chen Qianqian saw that the boy was seriously injured, she wanted to go over to rescue him.
However, before Chen Qianqian could reach the boy, she was pushed aside by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was extremely strong, but fortunately, Long Yi was there to catch Chen Qianqian.
"Master, my child just fell down from the upstairs because he was playing too much. Can you save him?!"
The middle-aged man knelt down in front of the blind old man.
"Of course he can be saved. Alas, he is actually possessed by a ghost. I need to exorcise the evil spirit first, and then save him." The blind old man said, picking up a pen and yellow paper and walking over.
While walking, he had already quickly drawn the talisman.
Bang!
He directly stuck the talisman on the boy's face.
The talisman paper suddenly combusted without any fire, but it had no effect at all. The boy was still groaning in pain.
The old man frowned and suddenly took out a herb with a faint smell of blood from his arms. When Long Yi saw the old man pressing the herb towards the boy, his face turned cold.
Suddenly, Long Yi stepped forward and grabbed the old man's hand. "Put away your tricks. You don't care about the boy's life or death at all. Even now, do you still want to use his blood to water your spiritual herbs?"
Long Yi frowned and said coldly.
Hearing this, the old man's face changed, and he glared at Long Yi and said, "Boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"This magical herb of mine can stop bleeding!"
"How many people did I heal just now? Didn't you see?"
Long Yi said coldly, "I've been watching you for a long time. I don't care if you want to use evil magic to water the spiritual herbs, but human life is at stake. If we don't rescue him now, I'm afraid the child won't make it until the ambulance arrives!"
While Long Yi was speaking, the little boy was already convulsing all over and having difficulty breathing, his eyes full of pain.
"Uncle, am I going to die?" the little boy asked in a very weak voice.
Long Yi pushed the blind old man aside.
"He is clearly possessed by a ghost. Do you still want to save your son?" the old man roared.
The little boy's parents were about to push Long Yi away.
At this time, with a wave of Ye Qingxue's hand, the bodyguards in the dark came out and controlled the little boy's father and the blind old man.
At this time, some people in the crowd exclaimed.
"No!! The little boy doesn't look like he's breathing!"
"No matter who you two are, save people first, save my child!" The little boy's father knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
"Shut up!" Long Yi said with a frown, then one hand pressed rhythmically on the little boy's chest, and the other hand was placed on his acupuncture points and kept moving around.
At this time, Long Yi's face showed an extremely focused expression. Every time he pressed, he controlled his internal energy very skillfully to help the little boy open up the blocked meridians.
Before I knew it, a minute had passed.
Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "What the hell is he doing? Is this okay?"
"What good is it to press on a little boy?"
Even Ye Qingxue and Chen Qianqian felt a little unsure at this moment.
But who would have known that in the next second, the little boy who had been motionless and stopped breathing for nearly a minute suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Cough cough..." The little boy coughed while inhaling.
In an instant, everyone was petrified on the spot, and countless onlookers were all shocked.
"This is unbelievable! They actually saved the little boy by using compression techniques!?"
"A miracle doctor!"
The pupil of the blind old man's intact eye contracted for a moment. He knew that he had met a master today.
Everyone looked at Long Yi with disbelief in their eyes.
"Let me go! I admit that my medical skills are not as good as his, okay? Why are you still controlling me?" the old man said loudly.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man.
Long Yi came to the old man and took out the herb that exuded a faint yin energy from his arms.
"Where did you get this Nine Yin Grass?" Long Yi stared at the old man.
"What Nine Yin Grass? I don't understand what you are saying!" The blind old man kept turning his eyes while speaking.
"Everyone, please tell me what he meant by that? I just cured so many people, and he actually framed me!"
As the blind man stared and spoke, the crowd watching also said: "Yes, young man, we admit that you have excellent medical skills, but this old man is not bad either!"
"Yeah, it would be great if you two, one doing first aid and the other treating all kinds of hysteria, didn't interfere with each other!"
Long Yi frowned and snorted coldly, "You probably don't know, but the reason this old guy bled those babies or children is because he wanted to water his weird flowers and plants!"
Long Yi showed the Nine Yin Grass to everyone.
No one in the crowd could recognize the Nine Yin Grass, so they all thought Long Yi was a liar.
But at this moment, the woman who was originally cured by the old man ran back in a hurry and said, "Master, why did I get a rash on my arm?"
As the woman came back, the woman who had just left with the child also ran back, followed by a bald man.
"It was he who let the blood from my son's finger!" The woman pointed at the blind old man.
The old man's face changed, his eyes rolled, he twisted his shoulders a few times, broke free from the control of the two bodyguards and tried to run.
"Where are you running to!" Ye Qingxue shouted, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it out.
Bang!
The stone hit the old man's calf, and he knelt there.
The bald man grabbed the blind old man by the collar and told everyone to send the old man directly to the police station.
Long Yi prescribed some more medicine for the little boy.
After that, when Long Yi went to discuss the sale of medicinal materials with Chen Qianqian again, things went much more smoothly.
In less than two hours, Chen Qianqian had negotiated with all the suppliers, and Ye Qingxue contributed a lot to this.
"Ms. Ye Qingxue, thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, these people would not have given me such a big discount." Chen Qianqian expressed her sincere gratitude.
Ye Qingxue smiled and held Chen Qianqian's hand. "This is what I should do. After all, Mr. Long Yi is my savior."
Chen Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, and whispered: "Well, husband, you must save Ye Qingxue."
Before I knew it, it was already evening.
Ye Qingxue knew that Long Yi and Chen Qianqian were going back to Beijing tomorrow, so she wanted to hold a farewell banquet for them. Long Yi refused the request for dinner and ignored Ye Qingxue's somewhat lost look.
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