Not to mention the people inside the room, even the people blocking the door were shocked when they heard the words.
Miao Lanying rushed in first, pushed the middle-aged man aside and cursed, "Qiao Xintang, are you talking like a human being? That's your father, he's about to die, and you're thinking of making a will first!"
"It's you?" Qiao Xintang took two steps back and didn't fight back. He just looked up and saw that it was her, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. "Of course I have to make a will first, otherwise all of my father's embroidery works and the store will be given away to outsiders for nothing."
It goes without saying who this outsider is.
"You!" Miao Lanying was so angry that her heart was stuffy. She had only heard that the other party looked down on embroidery, but she had never expected such bad character. But now it was a critical moment, and she didn't want to delay the old man's treatment. So she took a deep breath and softened her attitude. "I promise you, I won't touch a single cent of the Qiao family's things. Now let Ye Lan treat him first. She is very capable."
Even though she had never seen the girl's medical skills, Miao Lanying felt that if she was willing to take action, she must be very confident.
However, Qiao Xintang didn't believe it at all.
"You two know each other, and there's no way I'll let her get close to my dad. I'm going to wait for the ambulance to arrive." Qiao Xintang said with a determined look on his face.
Miao Lanying was furious. "It takes twenty minutes to drive to the nearest hospital!"
"That's better than leaving my life to you." Qiao Xintang completely ignored the advice.
At this time, Ah Yue's Yin energy beside the sofa was no longer able to sustain the old man's vital signs. Hearing the two people arguing, she was so annoyed that she wanted to kill Qiao Xintang, but before she could make a move, she caught a glimpse of the young man beside her standing up.
Pop.
A knife came down from the back of his neck. Before Qiao Xintang could react, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.
Everyone stared in amazement as the young man withdrew his hand. His delicate face tensed as he bowed to Ye Lan and said, "Please help heal my grandfather."
Ye Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, and without saying anything more, he stepped over Qiao Xintang on the ground, walked to the side of the sofa, and quickly raised his hand to seal several major acupoints of the old man.
Afterwards she took the old man's pulse and found that his condition was worse than she had thought.
"He already has cardiovascular disease and has been working tirelessly for a long time. Now his left atrium is completely dead."
She described the situations that could only be seen through filming with these sophisticated instruments in just a few words, and somehow it was particularly convincing.
"What should I do? My grandfather..." The young man walked over anxiously, looking like he was trying to find a solution but didn't know where to start.
Ye Lan ignored him and turned to A Yue and said, "Go home and get the golden needle for me."
"Oh." A Yue responded, turned around and walked out.
"I'll drive you there." The young man immediately stood up and wanted to go out as well.
"No need." Ye Lan raised her eyelids and looked at him, her eyes lightly saying, "She's fast."
Of course, the speed of a car cannot be compared with that of a Yin object.
Less than a minute after she left, A Yue came back with a sandalwood box in her hand.
Everyone was stunned and suspected that she didn't go home to get it, but got it from the hall outside.
Ye Lan didn't explain, he opened the box, took out the cloth bag and unfolded it.
In an instant, everyone saw countless golden needles neatly arranged together, flashing a faint golden light under the indoor lights, which was very eye-catching.
"Open your shirt." Ye Lan ordered.
Ah Yue, who was standing by, moved nimbly and unbuttoned the old man's shirt in the blink of an eye, revealing a bloody mark on his chest.
"Oh my god, how did this happen?!"
Miao Lanying was shocked when she saw this, and wondered if the person could still survive after being in such a state. But when she saw the girl preparing to give the acupuncture in an orderly manner, she didn't even frown, and felt inexplicably relieved.
Ye Lan raised his hand and pulled out a few golden needles to seal the old man's chest.
This set of gold needles was bought on X. They were the personal belongings of the medical immortals that had been passed down for thousands of years. They were imbued with spiritual energy. After she swiped a small amount of money from her card, the effect was significant.
The internal bleeding in the heart that had just been forcibly pulled by A Yue stopped immediately, and the bloodstains faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Immediately, the golden needle was infused with internal force and began to vibrate and rotate slightly, repairing the burst blood vessels and reactivating the left atrium.
When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked.
Those who can attend this show are basically rich people, and most of them have heard of acupuncture with golden needles.
The Jiang family is famous throughout the country for its acupuncture skills, attracting countless people to seek medical treatment and medicine.
But now it seems that the girl can also use acupuncture with golden needles, and it seems that her skills are pretty good?
There were many wealthy families in the crowd who were on good terms with the Jiang family, and they immediately called them.
Only three minutes later, Ye Lan withdrew the needle.
The terrible blood color on the old man's chest had disappeared completely, his face was no longer pale, his breathing was steady, and he even woke up after a moment.
"Grandpa!" The young man who had been standing guard at one side hurriedly half-knelt down to hold the old man's hand, and apologized with red eyes, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I shouldn't have asked Dad to come here today. I don't really want to go abroad and give up being a tailor, but you and my dad are getting so upset that I wanted to go abroad to ease your relationship and take a look at foreign fashion designs. Blame me for not explaining it to you earlier, it's all my fault..."
When the young man thought about how he almost lost his loved ones, he couldn't help but shed tears, crying like a child.
Qiao Kun, after a near-death experience, was relieved to hear his grandson's confession upon waking. He raised his hand tremblingly to wipe his tears and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm never angry about whether you learn tailoring... but I want to tell you that when you drink water, you should remember the people who dug the well... The Qiao family relied on tailoring to build our family, and now that you're rich, you can't look down on this craft. As a person, don't forget your roots, Xiaoyu."
Qiao Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes became even redder.
He and his father never thought that his grandfather insisted on doing this. His father, who grew up in a privileged environment, was even more chauvinistic. He looked down on sewing and embroidery, thinking that these were things that women should do, which led to an increasingly deep gap between him and his grandfather.
"Grandpa, I understand. From now on, I won't be able to do anything else, so I'll just stay by your side and learn the craft." Qiao Jingyu wiped away her tears and finally revealed her true feelings, "I really want to be a tailor."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Kun's nose felt sore. He touched his head and said okay repeatedly. After a while, he asked about what had just happened.
"It was this young lady who saved you at the critical moment." Qiao Jingyu quickly pointed at Ye Lan and told her everything. At the end, he stood up and asked solemnly, "I wonder where this miracle doctor has become so successful. I'd like to visit her someday to express my gratitude."
His every word and action carries a touch of antique scholarly air, and his eyes are clean and clear, making it very easy for people to have a good impression of him.
But as soon as the words came out, everyone in the lounge was amused.
Miao Lanying came over and teased with a smile: "Our little Ye Lan is only seventeen years old, still a high school student. She came here not to get treatment, but to be a model for your grandfather."
By the time he finished speaking, Qiao Jingyu on the opposite side was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
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