Back to the 80s, angrily dumped the scumbag husband and married a rough factory director for the sec

As soon as Qin Jingyao stepped into the carriage, she heard Grandpa Lu's anxious voice: "Yaoyao, slow down, walk slower."

"Old man, this carriage is full of people, how can we go quickly?" a good person joked.

"What do you know? My granddaughter-in-law is pregnant." The old man said confidently.

"Yes, yes, our Yaoyao is still pregnant with a baby, so we must be extra cautious." Mr. Si agreed, standing next to Grandpa Lu.

Everyone wanted to laugh, but when they saw the young man lying down, they felt something was wrong, so they all suppressed it.

Qin Jingyao blushed with embarrassment, raised her head and smiled at the two old men, saying that she was fine.

Grandpa Lu didn't stop him when he saw this, because he saw the young man lying on the ground still foaming at the mouth.

He sighed, a flash of pity in his eyes.

Qin Jingyao quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of the boy, stretched out his hands to press on several of the boy's acupuncture points, and then placed his hand on the boy's pulse, frowning slightly.

She took out the silver needle from her backpack and quickly stabbed several major acupuncture points on the boy's chest without even having time to disinfect it.

Then he took out several silver needles and inserted them into three acupuncture points on the boy's forehead, shoulders and back of neck.

Then she flicked the needle tail hard, and it took about three minutes before she took back her hands.

At this time, the young man was no longer as miserable as before, his pale face gradually turned rosy, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Qin Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief and tried to put his backpack back on, but Mr. Si snatched it away.

He also reached out to support her right arm and said, "Yao Yao, you are tired. Leave your bag to Grandpa Si to carry it."

Grandpa Lu also stepped forward and held her left hand.

"Doctor, how is it? When will my son wake up?" The middle-aged woman sat on the floor of the carriage, grabbing her trouser legs and asking worriedly.

"Auntie, don't worry, he will wake up soon. Please wipe the corners of his mouth first." Qin Jingyao said warmly.

While Mr. Si was talking, he had already quickly put Qin Jingyao's backpack on his shoulder.

Qin Jingyao looked at his actions and thought it was funny, but she didn't say anything, but stood quietly between the two old men and waited.

A few minutes later, the boy who had been unconscious for a long time finally slowly opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at his surroundings for a moment before remembering that he was on a train.

Then his eyes fell on his mother: "Mom? Why do I feel so much more relaxed..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the scene he saw on the car glass before he fainted.

His expression suddenly changed, and he touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, but found nothing.

"No, absolutely not..." the young man murmured, as if he didn't want to believe what just happened.

He had been frail and sickly since he was a child, but he had only fainted twice while frothing at the mouth, once during school.

Since then, he has been ostracized by his classmates, and his parents had no choice but to send him to the countryside to study.

Two people were arranged to follow him at all times. I don't know whether it was the good air in the countryside or some other reason, but he never got sick again.

This time his eldest brother got married. He called his parents and wanted to go back to the capital for his eldest brother's wedding.

Unexpectedly, there was no air circulation in the carriage. He couldn't bear it anymore and foamed at the mouth again. The previous time he only heard the classmates talking about him behind his back.

He had not seen it with his own eyes. Today, in the small carriage with glass in front, he could see clearly.

That way, let alone others being afraid of him, even he himself was afraid.

Qin Jingyao saw the young man's expression and knew that he couldn't accept the fact that he was foaming at the mouth. She immediately stepped forward and comforted: "Don't worry, you are fine, as long as you wake up you will be fine.

Your disease is not a terminal illness. I can cure your disease. Believe me, my sister is the apprentice of the medical fairy.

Now you just need to have a good rest. Sister, I will prescribe two medicines for you later. After taking two courses of treatment in order, you will be completely fine. "

"Really?" The young man stared at her in disbelief, still looking at her with lingering fear.

"Of course, don't worry, sister, I won't lie to you." She reassured him with a smile.

Qin Jingyao is very clear about his medical skills. If even her treatment fails, it is estimated that it will be difficult for anyone to cure epilepsy for the time being.

"Don't worry, my Yaoyao is the great disciple of the Medical Immortal..." Grandpa Lu said, but Mr. Si kicked him before he immediately changed his tune.

"Oh my god, we are so lucky to have met the medical fairy's apprentice on the train." An old man sighed, stroking his chin.

"Mom, my son is so promising that he actually slept in the same bed with the apprentice of the medical fairy." The middle-aged uncle on Qin Jingyao's upper bunk said with a smile.

"..."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became high, but no one dared to approach Qin Jingyao.

Because Mr. Si and Grandpa Lu exuded a powerful aura at the same time. They were people who climbed out of the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain. Their aura was so majestic that no one dared to approach them.

"Then I'll thank you, sister." The young man sat up straight and bowed to Qin Jingyao with tears in his eyes.

Then he turned to the middle-aged woman and said, "Mom, I want to drink water."

"Okay." The middle-aged woman immediately put the military kettle to her son's mouth.

The boy obediently opened his mouth and drank water. After drinking half a pot of warm boiled water, the boy's energy recovered a lot.

Seeing that her son had returned to normal, the middle-aged woman finally felt relieved, and at the same time she felt even more grateful to Qin Jingyao.

She asked enthusiastically: "Which hospital does the girl work in? This time it is really troublesome for you. Auntie doesn't know how to repay you."

Qin Jingyao shook his head and smiled lightly and said: "Auntie, you're welcome, my name is Qin Jingyao, it's our fate that we met today.

Since I encounter such a situation, I just help with the treatment. It's not a big deal, and it can be regarded as doing good deeds to help the child in my belly. "

It's not that she doesn't like money, but she never asks for it and doesn't like to cause trouble.

Since she was a child, she has never been stingy in saving lives and helping the wounded, no matter whether the patient is poor or rich, otherwise God would not have given her a chance to be reborn.

In this life, she did not want to have friendship with strangers, especially passers-by on the train.

"Oh, that's not okay. You saved my son. We have to thank you. Can you leave me a phone number?"

The middle-aged woman insisted that she was mainly afraid that the prescription given by Qin Jingyao would not work.

If she can be found in the future, at least this girl can control her son's condition with silver needles.

Qin Jingyao could see through the middle-aged woman's inner thoughts at a glance, and she couldn't help but frown in distress.

"Little Medical Fairy, please leave us your phone number." An aunt intervened to persuade. She really wanted to have the Little Medical Fairy's phone number.

"It's just fate that Yaoyao rescued your son. It's just your good intentions that won't be rewarded if you keep pestering him like this." Mr. Si said in a bad tone.

"Don't doctors just save lives and heal the wounded? Why doesn't she give everyone her phone number?"

A gorgeously dressed lady in the carriage asked with her hands on her hips.