Chapter 37 Seeking Help

Zhang Chi was driving a red Xiali, and Guo Hongye was excitedly observing the water-rich lotion in the passenger seat.

She will arrange for the customer to try it out as soon as possible and take it for testing.

"Boss, do you have time?"

Liang Xun suddenly called and wanted to meet him.

Zhang Chi looked at the time and groaned secretly. The village must arrange a doctor as soon as possible!

The meeting place is at Jinshuiyuan Club.

Ten minutes later, the familiar club environment appeared in front of them, and Liu Sheng was already waiting at the door.

"Boss, sister-in-law."

Liu Sheng's words made a grown woman like Guo Hongye feel awkward.

"I'm going to the testing agency. You go ahead and do your work."

After saying this, Guo Hongye drove away in a hurry, looking a little embarrassed.

Liu Sheng scratched his head and asked, "Boss, did I say something wrong?"

"Call me Mr. Guo from now on."

Zhang Chi knows Guo Hongye too well. She seems mature and tough, but inside she feels a little inferior because of her ruined youth.

The boss's office has been renovated.

Liang Xun was walking back and forth in annoyance. A plump woman was sitting on the leather sofa. She had gained some weight, and although her looks were not there, her temperament was extraordinary.

She is Chen Shan’s wife, Wen Hui.

The purpose of her coming was not to ask for the company, but to ask for a miracle doctor.

Just then Zhang Chi walked in. Liang Xun was overjoyed and immediately introduced his friend, a miracle doctor, to Wen Hui.

Wen Hui frowned and looked at him, while Zhang Chi was also looking at her secretly.

"Blind man? You are the one who defeated Xu Cong alone that night. You killed my husband and children."

Wen Hui's tone was indescribably cold.

Zhang Chi adjusted his sunglasses, sat down with his cane, and said with a smile, "Madam, this joke is not funny at all."

"I don't have any evidence, but you have a motive. My son wants to deal with you and Guo Hongye."

"Don't waste time if you don't have evidence. Who do you want to save?"

Zhang Chi interrupted the topic directly. Wen Hui reluctantly withdrew her hostility, picked up her bag and motioned to leave with her.

Liang Xun originally wanted to go along, but Zhang Chi refused.

A cultivator is not afraid of threats from ordinary people. With his current strength, as long as he is not shot from behind, he is confident that he can avoid fatal injuries even if he is shot in the face.

Wen Hui’s driver is a cool guy. The two of them didn’t know that Zhang Chi was blind, so they made eye contact and their relationship seemed somewhat ambiguous.

Fortunately, I didn't sense their murderous intent, otherwise Zhang Chi would find an opportunity to strike first.

The purpose of this trip was the city hospital. Her youngest son was seriously ill and consultation with experts was useless.

"Cure him, and I'll give you a satisfactory reward."

Wen Hui spoke coldly, without any attitude of asking for help.

Suddenly, Sister Chunmei called, sounding a little anxious.

"When are you coming back? Aunt Gao drank pesticide! She's lying in the yard!"

Zhang Chi was startled, but soon regained his composure, "I have to go to the city hospital for something, have someone send her to the town hospital quickly."

"You have to come back, otherwise if something happens to her, people will think you deliberately left her in danger."

Sister Chunmei has already figured out the little thoughts of the villagers.

Aunt Gao's death outside the clinic would definitely cause a big uproar.

Urban headquarters.

In the high-end nursing area, a pale and thin teenager was lying on the hospital bed, relying on a ventilator to maintain his life.

Several people in white coats gathered together to discuss the patient's condition.

Seeing Wen Hui, they all came forward.

"The child's illness is a bit strange. There are no problems with his lungs and bronchi, and there are no complications in the whole body examination."

"Not only that, his breathing is failing."

The doctors expressed their opinions, and Wen Hui angrily scolded, "I don't need you to analyze the condition, I just want a cure!"

"What will be the reward if I cure you?"

A middle-aged man was in high spirits and seemed very confident in his own abilities.

Wen Hui raised a finger and asked coldly, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before."

"Luo Yang."

The man raised his head and introduced himself, and Wen Hui was immediately delighted. Luo Yang, the "Little Meng Shu", was very popular with his silver needles, and was even featured in an issue of the monthly magazine "Hong Yi".

With an expert present, Zhang Chi was also very interested, so he just stood by and watched quietly.

Luo Yang undid the boy's hospital gown and quickly inserted silver needles into various acupuncture points.

Such as Lieque, Guanyue, Zhaohai, Yingmen, etc.

His technique was so quick and fierce that it caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

And as more than a dozen injections were given, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the boy’s pale cheeks became much more relaxed.

"With one last shot, his breathing will calm down."

Luo Yang was very confident, and aimed the sharp cold light at the boy's liver meridian acupoints.

Zhang Chi suddenly said, "There's nothing wrong with his liver meridian. This injection of yours will half kill him."

Swish!

Everyone looked over together.

Everyone then noticed a young blind man wearing sunglasses and leaning on a cane, and everyone started talking about it.

Wen Hui showed a look of horror, "Mr. Su, are you sure there will be a problem?"

Luo Yang was very annoyed, "Madam, what medical skills does a blind man have? He can't even see the patient!"

Wen Hui hesitated to speak, Luo Yang continued impatiently, "Boy, this is not the place for you to talk nonsense. If you delay the patient's time, are you responsible or am I responsible?"

"Okay, start your show."

Zhang Chi adjusted his sunglasses and stopped talking.

Luo Yang sneered, "If he's fine, get out!"

That’s all!

His last silver needle pierced the boy's lung meridian.

At the same time, the boy's chest, which had been rising and falling violently, gradually calmed down, his breathing became steady, and he seemed to be able to breathe on his own.

"As expected of Dr. Luo!"

"Yes, the technique is amazing."

“It turns out that the opportunity to save people is hidden in a tiny acupuncture point.”

Everyone stared at the instrument data and praised it highly.

Wen Hui also breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Yang suddenly looked at Zhang Chi and said sarcastically, "Blind man, do you know now? It's a pity that you can't see it."

"Really? Someone as stubborn as you is really not suitable to be a doctor."

Zhang Chi's blunt attack angered several experts.

"Why would a blind man join in the fun?"

"Yes, I'm afraid it's not a patient who escaped from some ward. Do you want Mr. Luo to help you treat your eye disease?"

Faced with the ridicule, Zhang Chi remained calm, raised one hand and began to count down.

"Five, four, three ... "

Several people looked at each other, and Luo Yang became more and more annoyed.

"Two, one."

After Zhang Chi finished speaking, the young man suddenly straightened up, and a hint of blood appeared on the transparent respirator on his face, spreading rapidly.

Luo Yang was horrified and retreated in horror.

Wen Hui was so frightened that she screamed, and the other experts were petrified.

Zhang Chi strode to the bedside, pulled off the ventilator, and pulled the boy up.

There was blood stuck in his trachea and he almost suffocated.

Zhang Chi pressed his back with one hand, and traces of spiritual energy penetrated his flesh and blood, while he waved his other hand!

There was a swish sound.

The dozen silver needles on the boy's chest suddenly popped out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm and stuck onto the table in unison.