The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 530 Being ridiculed again
When Jia Jingwen followed back to the door of the clothing store, Jia Jincong, who fell on the ground, had his eyes closed tightly, and his whole face was as pale as a fish maw.

Wu Zhong was almost scared to pee, and kept squatting beside Jia Jincong, stretching out his fingers to probe Jia Jincong's breath.

It was only when Jia Jincong was sure that he was still breathing that his pounding heart relaxed a little.

"Please." Jia Wenjing said and handed Chen Hao a medicine box, "I have already borrowed the silver needle for you."

"En." Chen Hao nodded, took the medicine box from Jia Wenjing, opened it, and saw that it was full of various silver needles of different lengths.

Chen Hao skillfully picked up a silver needle, and used the lighter Jia Wenjing borrowed to carry out the simplest burning sterilization.

Wu Zhong, who was standing on the side, saw Chen Hao picking up the silver needle, and was so frightened that he quickly said to Jia Wenjing: "Miss, this kid is not a doctor, so it might not be appropriate for him to treat Mr. Jia's illness, right?"

Jia Wenjing looked at Chen Hao's skillful movements and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhong, I trust him."

"But after all, this is a major matter related to Mr. Jia's life. How can you let a brat come casually?" Wu Zhong still said worriedly.

Jia Wenjing shook her head and said firmly, "The ambulance hasn't arrived yet, and if no one gives Dad first aid, the situation will be even more dire."

Seeing Wu Zhong's worried face, Jia Wenjing comforted him: "Uncle Zhong, the person lying on the ground is my dad. I am more worried about him than you. We might as well trust him and believe that he can cure Dad's illness."

Seeing that Jia Wenjing had already reached this point, Wu Zhong was too embarrassed to say anything more, so he could only nod his head, staring at Chen Hao's movements without daring to blink.

The onlookers didn't dare to say anything more, they stared at the movements in Chen Hao's hands, and looked at him with belief, doubt, worry, and gloating that they were waiting to see him get embarrassed.

Chen Hao held his breath and concentrated, with a solemn expression.

Now Jia Jincong has almost fallen into a coma, and every silver needle that goes down is very crucial.

Gently twisting the silver needles, Chen Hao's gaze was like a torch, and he lifted Jia Jincong's shirt above his chest, twisted a few silver needles with one hand, and put his other hand on his chest, rubbing it gently.

Jia Jincong's skin was a little wrinkled, coupled with the fact that the sky was getting dark and surrounded by people, the light seemed a little dim, making it difficult to find acupuncture points.

Under normal circumstances, his needle injection speed must be several times faster than it is now.

Immediately, with a wave of Chen Hao's right hand, several silver needles pierced straight into the edge of Jia Jincong's chest under the afterglow of the setting sun!

These several silver needles went down, and each one pierced Jia Jincong's Yamen, Laoguan, Sanyinjiao, Huiquan, Taixi and other nine acupuncture points with great precision, as fast as lightning, in one go.

Seeing Chen Hao's neat and handsome movements, the eyes of the onlookers who laughed at him before were all surprised.

The nine silver needles were pierced, and the parts were very concentrated, almost all around the heart. Under the projection of the afterglow, those silver needles that only exposed the handle end were shining brightly.

Small beads of sweat began to ooze from Chen Hao's forehead, and before he had time to wipe it off, he casually took out several silver needles from the medicine box.

Just after disinfection, before they had time to pierce Jia Jincong's acupuncture points, the ambulance stopped in front of them with a sharp voice from far to near.

Several medical staff quickly ran down from the ambulance, carrying a stretcher to carry Jia Jincong, who was in a coma, to the ambulance.

When the doctor arrived, the onlookers consciously gave way to a wide aisle for them.

The doctor in charge, Hu Zhaohai, got out of the car and saw the scene of Chen Hao using the needle, and immediately cursed in anger, "What are you doing?"

He has always believed that western medicine is better than traditional Chinese medicine, so he must be very angry when he saw Chen Hao using needles, and the expression on his face was full of disdain.

Seeing that Chen Hao had no intention of standing up, he immediately directed several medical staff nearby: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and carry the patient to the car!"

Chen Hao stopped twisting the needle, raised his head and said coldly to Hu Zhaohai: "Be quiet!"

Hu Zhaohai hadn't had time to mock Chen Hao, but now he was reprimanded by Chen Hao first, and he felt even more upset.

He snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you see that I am a doctor? I told you to let go of the patient. We need to give him first aid. Don't waste our time. Otherwise, if something happens to the patient, will you be responsible?" ?”

Chen Hao sneered: "Don't you know that during the treatment process, what the patient needs most is that the people around him keep quiet?"

Seeing Chen Hao teaching himself a lesson in turn, Hu Zhaohai must not be convinced.

He looked coldly at the silver needle in Chen Hao's hand, and mocked loudly: "Are you trying to put the patient to death by doing this? I won't say that you used the needle blindly. Just the step of disinfection is not enough to kill the patient." I don't think it's passable! You don't want to save people, you want to kill people!"

Chen Hao pursed his lips and ignored it. He twirled the needle again, and with a wave of his right hand, several silver needles that were more textured than before fell into the five acupuncture points of Jia Jincong's chest.

Chen Hao's speed of getting the needles was getting faster and faster, almost without a single pause. In the blink of an eye, Jia Jincong's chest was already covered with shining silver needles.

Hu Zhaohai almost died laughing when he saw this scene.

He snorted coldly and said, "Who is the family member of the patient? If you continue to let this kid mess around, the patient's life may be in danger at any time. I am a doctor, and I will not lie to you!"

After all, Hu Zhaohai has the identity of a doctor here, so what he said naturally carries more weight.

Wu Zhong didn't believe in Chen Hao's medical skills at first, but when he saw the doctor coming, he immediately said anxiously to Jia Wenjing: "Miss, let him stop, otherwise Mr. Jia might really..."

Jia Wenjing looked at Chen Hao, shook her head and said, "Just wait and see."

"But the doctor said that this kid is a fool. If he continues to use needles for Mr. Jia, I'm afraid..." Wu Zhong didn't dare to continue talking.

Hu Zhaohai glanced at the crowd and saw that Jia Wenjing was the patient's family member.

He said to Jia Wenjing seriously: "This kid is just kidding around. You can tell he's a fool from the way he sticks the needles. We are professional doctors, and we have saved many lives and healed the wounded. You will never be so stupid Don't trust our doctor, but choose to trust a liar who looks like a student?"

Hu Zhaohai's words are obviously very convincing.

Some of the onlookers were originally on Chen Hao's side, but when they heard Hu Zhaohai's words, they all nodded in agreement and all stood on his side.

(End of this chapter)