The Strongest Student in the City

It's just that I passed out and couldn't solve it. I was still a professor with an intermediate title, two old rubbish!

Ma Wenjie was embarrassed and humble on the surface, but he was full of contempt for Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui in front of him.

The situation in front of Yan Song is indeed tricky.

If one is not good, you may die!

Now he just returned home and didn't want to participate in this kind of thing. It would definitely affect his future.

Therefore, he made a humble attitude.

"I'm afraid of taking action. If there is an accident, I can't afford it! Moreover, he is my student. I can't mess around. Why don't I invite our principal Gao?"

Ma Wenjie glanced at Yan Song on the bed and frowned again.

At this moment, he must at least put aside the things in front of him.

To put it bluntly, it seems humble, but in fact he does not want to take this responsibility.

"No, no... I can't wait for Principal Gao now. She just called, she was presiding over the ceremony on the Western Medical Campus, and she didn't seem to hear her mobile phone. The secretary is rushing over! The blood in the little guy's body is getting more solidified , It will take at least ten minutes to wait for the principal of the high school to come over from there! As for the old dean of our clinical college, he also went there. I can’t wait anymore, try it quickly! Old man, I’m here to guarantee that there will be no one Investigate Teacher Ma’s responsibility, and we two old men can afford to bear the immediate matter!"

Tan Zhiren waved his hand and shouted decisively: "Teacher Ma, Teacher Fang, hurry up and take a look! Medicine, or any field, is not viewed in terms of age and seniority! Experts are teachers, not on seniority or seniority. And achievement, that will only harm people! Two teachers, hurry up and take a look..."

After speaking, Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui quickly moved aside.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tian, ​​who was following Fang Shilei, couldn't help but nodded secretly.

The two old men in front of him were much more modest than the so-called experts or professors he had met.

For the two of them, he couldn't help but raise his respect!

"Xiao Lei, why don't you come and have a look first?"

Ma Wenjie looked back at Fang Shilei and asked aloud.

"I used to major in psychology! But I still have some basics of Chinese medicine. I can just look at it. Maybe it's a strange disease, I just can see!"

At this moment, Fang Shilei didn't say anything humble, and Zheng focused on nodding and stepped forward to investigate.

It is said that she majored in psychology, but Fang Shilei's foundation in Chinese medicine can be said to be extremely solid.

She quickly started to get Yan Song's pulse, watching, smelling and inquiring, all using traditional Chinese medicine methods, very fast.

Finally, she probed Yan Song's abdomen, where a tiny pinhole could still be seen.

"This is not the xue position! How could this happen?"

Fang Shilei frowned, her face full of doubt and incomprehension.

at this time.

Ma Wenjie also stepped forward and followed to check, with a look of surprise.

But soon, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui, and asked anxiously: "What kind of silver needle did Yan Song use before?"

Seeing Ma Wenjie's sudden reaction, Tan Zhiren turned around, pointed to a silver needle with three index fingers in the sterile container beside him, and said: "His needle is here! This little guy is playing with such a long needle. I really don't know. Dangerous!"

Seeing this, Ma Wenjie raised his brows and hurriedly turned Yan Song's body on its side to check the condition of his back.

There, a trace of redness and swelling could be vaguely seen.

"Sure enough! He was okay before he pierced, but the acupuncture was too long and it directly broke his celestial vein! This is a lifeline and a death vein!"

Ma Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief and explained to several people.

"Tianpan pulse?"

A look of surprise appeared on Tan Zhiren's face.

Hong Hui, who was on the side, was also a little shocked. He took a deep breath and said: "The celestial veins, these lifelines, have only been heard in ancient books. When the senior holy medicine came to the college to give lectures, they mentioned it! But everyone’s The position of the Tianpan pulse is different. Unexpectedly, this little guy accidentally knocked on the door of death! If it weren’t for Teacher Ma, this one would be really troublesome!"

"Of course! Although I am only self-study in Chinese medicine, I still have some research in this area!"

Ma Wenjie began to show arrogance on his face, raised his face, and said disdainfully: "You only need to use acupuncture and moxibustion again to solve it!"

"Then do it now!"

Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui hurriedly urged, and at the same time they both said in unison: "Teacher Ma is so knowledgeable, I can't wait! I really deserve to be a top student who graduated from the Champs Elysees University!"

With that, the two old men stepped forward and turned out the silver needles of acupuncture on their bodies.

"Teacher Ma, say, let's come!"

Tan Zhiren raised his head and said to Ma Wenjie.

At the same time, the two old men had turned Yan Song's body upside down, ready to start with the bruise behind.

"Professor Tan, Professor Hong, not behind, but in front!"

Ma Wenjie frowned and shouted: "You have all been in this college for so long. Haven't you studied this aspect? The current intermediate title is so easy to get?"

now.

Ma Wenjie provoked the words directly.

In his opinion, the appearance of the two laymen made him a little contemptuous and a little angry.

It's just that Fang Shilei's eyebrows can't help but frown, tugging at Ma Wenjie's clothes, and whispered: "Ma Wenjie, pay attention to your words! No matter what, Professor Tan and Professor Hong are seniors, at least maintain the respect they deserve!"

However, Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui held back their anger and put Yan Song back down again with a calm face.

"The two professors are more proficient in acupuncture. One of you assists in the grooming of the pulse, and the other is responsible for entering the treatment from the original position!"

Regardless of the faces of the two of them, Ma Wenjie stood aside and commanded: "When I was in a foreign country, I was used to scalpels, and I was not familiar with acupuncture and moxibustion. He can be cured in less than ten minutes! But now you do as I told you, and you are sure of it!"

Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui listened to Ma Wenjie's words and nodded again and again. Although they were somewhat unhappy and unhappy in their hearts, they were finally convinced.

"Ma Wenjie, I didn't expect you to be so good!"

Fang Shilei's beautiful eyes flickered, and she couldn't help showing a little admiration.

Ma Wenjie smiled complacently, nodded lightly, and finally said to the two old men: "Let's start!"

"and many more!"

But at this time, a voice came, and immediately Lin Tian stepped forward and stopped saying: "I don't know the sky disc pulse. There is indeed a lifeline there. However, his final illness is not there, but the lotus heart pulse. To put it bluntly, the origin of his symptoms was the celestial lifeline, but this only caused his blood to coagulate. And because of this, the blood was stagnant, so that the connecting heart that was between this lifeline and the heart had already It burst, and the dead blood coagulated, causing his brain to fill the gap in his heart, and he passed out! He only has five minutes now! Let me come!"