Chapter 132

Yu SE's subordinates consciously let go of Zhu Xu's, and then she hesitated for a second and said to Mo Jingyao, "you take Zhu Xu to the supermarket and wait for me. I'll be back soon."

"Little color, No." Mo Jingyao reached out and held her, knowing that she was a Bodhisattva who wanted to save people again.

"Mo Jingyao, wait for me. It's my own business. I'll be back soon." Breaking away from Mo Jingyao's hand, Yu se turns around and rushes across the road and goes to the crowd. "Get out of the way. I can save him."

When she called, the crowd got out of the way and let her rush in smoothly. She saw the man lying on the ground after the pickup truck moved away.

A black suit is very elegant.

The first time I saw it, I felt that the suit was familiar.

However, Yu se didn't have time to think about it. He rushed to the man and squatted in front of him.

Brain contusion was the most fatal injury in the man, accompanied by muscle strain and multiple bone injuries.

It's serious.

"Little girl, can you save people?" See her squat down, a face of dignified inspection of the man, one side of the people concerned to ask.

Because she was too young.

But the man's injury is obviously very heavy, they these older look helpless, a little girl can cure?

All of us have eyes of deep suspicion.

120 is not here yet.

But it will take at least ten minutes to get there.

But look at this man. He may stop breathing at any time.

Because, his head is bleeding.

In normal people's cognition, a person can live even if he has injured his legs and feet, but it is hard to say if he has injured his head and organs.

Suddenly, Yu se stood up and opened his small shoulder bag.

This was given to him by Mo Jingyao.

At this time, she was glad that she had bought this set of silver needles a few days ago.

The reason why she has silver needles is that she has more and more moxibustion methods in her mind.

She didn't think it would do any harm to prepare it. At most, it was idle in her bag.

Unexpectedly, this moment was used.

"Put him flat, and then you get out of the way." The metaphor commands those who are in front.

"Little girl, do you really want to cure him?" People in the crowd looked at her with questioning.

"Well, I'll lay him flat."

Firm and steady voice, and the young girl does not match the feeling, but people can not help but want to listen to her request.

The man was laid down.

Lie on the ground smoothly.

The crowd moved away.

The ground is a little wider.

Yu se took a deep breath and then spread a cloth bag full of silver needles on the ground.

A long silver needle in the hand, but in an instant did not enter the side of the man's head temple.

Followed by another silver needle went into his temple on the other side.

The crowd was stunned.

See a root of silver needles quickly into the man's head.

But half a minute, the man's head has dozens of silver needles.

And all of them were stunned by the quick and precise way of metaphor.

It's not saving people, it's more like performing acrobatics.

It's just that the person being performed is actually injured and lying there.

It's over.

With a sigh of relief, Yu se stood up.

I found my legs were shaking.

This is the first time she has given a silver needle, so although the whole process seems to be flowing smoothly, only she knows that she is nervous.

I'm nervous.

"I'm here." A big hand gently grasps her hand, the familiar breath also came to the side.

Mo Jingyao seems to be able to read the mind in general, unexpectedly know that she is afraid at the moment, and then magically appease her.

The color turns around.

I thought that Mo Jingyao didn't want to pay attention to this man and took Zhu Xu to the supermarket.

In fact, she won't blame him if he doesn't come.

Each person's life trajectory is different, also doomed to the different personality, and the different way of doing things.

But, unexpectedly, Mo Jingyao still came.

"Girl, can he still wake up?" Seeing the man on the ground quietly lying there motionless, and his head full of silver needle tail, and a pool of blood on the ground, people are still worried.

Yu se pricked up his ears and listened, "when 120 arrives, he will almost wake up, but his wound must be treated in the hospital, otherwise it will be infected."

"He'll wake up at 120?" When metaphor mentioned 120, people also heard the voice of 120 ambulance.

I don't feel far away.

It's a short drive away.

Five minutes at the most."Well." Metaphor once again felt the man's situation and said it with certainty.

"This It's impossible, girl. Are you sure you're not kidding? Can he wake up with a brain injury? "

"Will you put a man to death?" The needle of metaphor color is all done, and the onlookers react to it and make a fuss.

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people began to question him.

Metaphor has long been used to the way these people look at themselves.

I can't help it. Her youth seems too unconvincing.

Fortunately, she was not affected by these people's gossips. She was still focused on the man's situation and was ready to remedy it.

Fortunately, the man's situation has been very stable, no signs of aggravation, but also let her relax a little bit.

"Wake up, everyone. Stop fighting." Suddenly, one side of an elderly man called out, "the girl said you can wake up if you can wake up. Don't you see her dazzling needlework, so professional, you can certainly wake up."

Yu se looked at the man, and it was at this time that he found out that he was wearing a white coat. "Are you a doctor?"

"Well, yes."

When he finished this sentence, someone found the sign on his white coat, "are you the master of traditional Chinese medicine, Dr. Mo Ming Zhen, Dr. Mo?"

Metaphors know little about the celebrities in this field.

Because she hasn't been in the business for a long time.

"Master of traditional Chinese medicine, no miracle doctor?" As soon as someone heard this man's name, they crowded up and looked at him with adoration, "I've heard of you. My uncle said that my aunt's lumbar disease was cured by you. Your acupuncture is very powerful."

"I've also heard that doctor Mo cured my grandmother's friend's illness."

For a moment, all the people on the scene were excited to see doctor Mo who appeared quietly.

Then, they all rushed to him.

At the same time, the metaphor is squeezed to the periphery of the crowd.

Yu se looked at the crowd and frowned. "The air is too bad. It's not good for patients."

However, no one paid attention to metaphor any more.

All are excited, like chasing stars around Mo Mingzhen, Dr. Mo consulting this and that.

It is a moment, Leng is a car accident scene into a star chasing scene.

And it's quite hot.

Yu se is worried about the man who fell down inside.