Seeing Wang Bing sweating, Ouyang Feng said, "I can save her. As long as you promise to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you how to save her."

"Despicable, take advantage of others' danger!" Wang Bing sniffed.

"Whatever, I won't save her if you don't promise!" Then he sat down on the sofa and cocked his legs, waiting to see Wang Bing's play.

Wang Bing was so anxious that he saw Chen Jingyi no longer move. Did he really want to see her die?

No, Wang Bing learned first aid and thought that I don't believe that Chen Jingyi can't be saved.

He wants to give Chen Jingyi artificial respiration. If it doesn't work, he will do cardiopulmonary resuscitation. In short, he can't let Chen Jingyi die. Otherwise, Chen Zhengjun will surely let Wang Bing go to jail.

The goddess was in her arms at this time, and she was unconscious. Wang Bing could do whatever he wanted to do with her. He would not resist how he wanted to kiss or touch her. But when it was time for her to speak and do something, Wang Bing hesitated.

"Goddess" is sacred and inviolable. Shouldn't it be considered as taking advantage of tofu?

Gently put Chen Jingyi down, looking at the sexy cherry mouth, and the slowly undulating chest, Wang Bing's heart beat faster.

What do you think? Now is to save people, you Ya of unexpectedly still cranky?

But at present, Wang Bing can't control himself.

"Hoo Hoo He quickly took two deep breaths to calm down, then lowered his head to kiss Chen Jingyi's mouth.

"Pa!" Just as we were about to get it, the door opened.

"What are you doing?" The cry startled Wang Bing. Looking back, it turned out to be Chen Zhengjun.

"Mr. Chen suddenly fainted!" Wang Bing quickly explained that he was a little disappointed because he didn't get there. Chen Zhengjun was present. If Wang Bing only did artificial respiration or cardiopulmonary resuscitation, it would be too low-grade. Who wouldn't, right?

When Chen Zhengjun heard that her daughter fainted, he felt her hands as cold as ice. He was even more shocked by the cold sweat. It was the same with Chen Jingyi when she fainted before.

"You save Jingyi quickly!" He immediately looked at Wang Bing. At this time, only Wang Bing had a way, but he didn't know that Wang Bing was more nervous than him.

What to do? Originally, Wang Bing had nothing to do. Now Chen Zhengjun is here. If Chen Jingyi can't be rescued, the consequences are unimaginable.

Wang Bing was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He subconsciously looked at old Ouyang on the sofa next to him. The old man made a gesture to ask him to treat Chen Jingyi.

In Wang Bing's heart, the first ten thousand grass mud horses are galloping. Now they are really taken to the sewer by the dead old ghost.

"What are you doing? Hurry up Chen Zhengjun constantly urged, and the atmosphere was so tense that Wang Bing was suffocated.

"How's it going? Do you want to learn from me? No one in the world can cure this little girl's disease but me Old man Ouyang can't seem to see it any more. He knows that Wang Bing is desperate.

"I don't believe it, unless you wake her up and show me!" Wang Bing said.

Old man Ouyang was stunned and said with a smile, "you're still young, boy, playing tricks with me."

"What's the trick? I don't know what you're talking about! "

"I ask you, do you worship me as a teacher when I wake her up?"

"I don't know if you can save her. You always boast about yourself, but you do something to show me. If you can save her, I'll believe you, or it's nothing!"

"What are you doing?" When Chen Zhengjun saw Wang Bing looking around, he was at a loss.

Wang Bing didn't answer. He ran to his desk and found a box of pins in the corner.

"Is this OK?"

"Barely. Now do as I say. Take off her coat first!"

How can Wang Bing do that?

"Hurry up

"Chairman, I'm going to take off President Chen's clothes and help her with her treatment!" Wang Bing asked Chen Zhengjun for advice. Life is at stake. Chen Zhengjun had no reason to refuse. He went to the back of the door to help Wang Bing "guard the wind" and prevent people from coming in. Wang Bing gently took off Chen Jingyi's coat.

Damn it. Why can't you always touch this hand?

"What else do you have in mind at this time?" Old man Ouyang asked Wang Bing to keep calm, but his eyes still drifted to the wrong place. He was guilty.

"A total of eight needles, one acupoint for each needle, no deviation, now I want you to prick where you prick!"

"You asked me to prick her with a needle?" Wang Bing was startled.

"That's right!"

"What kind of therapy is this?"

"Acupuncture, the first point, Tanzhong point!" He pointed to Chen Jingyi's chest and found it in the middle of the black ditch.

Wang Bing thought, can you believe old man Ouyang's words? It's the same as the truth. Shouldn't Chen Jingyi be stabbed to death?

Forget it, it's just a dead horse. The living horse doctor believed him once, so he pricked the needle according to the position pointed by old man Ouyang. As a result, when he dropped the needle, his eyes were distracted by the place he shouldn't have seen"It's here that I asked you to pierce. Are you going too far?"

"I'm sorry!"

"The wrong acupuncture point will kill people. When you put the needle, you must concentrate on it. Even if a woman takes off her skin and stands in front of you, you should keep your face unchanged. Do it again, and don't shake your hands!" Old man Ouyang looks very serious at this time.

The atmosphere was so ambiguous that Wang Bing was a little nervous when he took acupuncture for the first time. In old man Ouyang's scolding, he picked up the needle again, got rid of the distractions in his mind, and didn't let himself pay attention to Chen Jingyi. Then he pricked it down. This time, it was accurate.

"The second point, Juque point The third acupoint, Qihai acupoint.... "

There are eight stitches in total. All of them are exactly in the position that old man Ouyang said. Wang Bing feels very tired after the stitching. How much psychological pressure does he have to bear? After the stitching, Chen Jingyi is still the same?

"Why not?"

"Who said it didn't work?"

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"Nonsense, I have to wait for some time. She must wake up in half an hour and carry her to the chair."

Wang Bing had no choice but to listen to him. He took Chen Jingyi to the sofa, took off the needle and helped her put on her clothes again. His eyes were still a little reluctant. After all, the beauty is so beautiful.

"Is that all right?" Wang Bing asked.

"You look down on the body of nine Yin. Just now, it's only temporarily alleviating her illness!" Old man Ouyang said with a smile.

"How's it going?" Chen Zhengjun came over quickly.

"I'll wake up in an hour!"

Half an hour later, Chen Jingyi woke up. Chen Zhengjun was relieved and asked Wang Bing to go out first. Wang Bing also breathed a sigh. Fortunately, old man Ouyang didn't cheat himself. The eight needles were quite magical.

"Dad, what's wrong with me?"

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