Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 597 Wang Lao's contempt

   "Mr. Zhou, I have something to ask you for asking you to come here today. I hope you can give up your love and sell me another Ganoderma lucidum that is the same as before."

   "Xue knows that he is very abrupt and cheeky, but he has no choice in order to survive. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I beg you to save Xue!"

   Zhou An looked Xue Yue up and down, and couldn't help but asked with doubts on his face: "You look very good, and you still need a tonic like Ganoderma lucidum to save your life?"

   "Mr. Zhou, please see that I was raped by a heretical person who used poison. My complexion is normal but my arm..."

  As Xue Yue spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his scalp-numbing purple-black arms.

  Zhou An looked carefully, and saw the meridians on Xue Yue's arms were as black as ink, climbing upward like poisonous snakes, heading straight for the heart.

Xue Yuechang sighed and said: "I once had a look at a famous Chinese medicine expert, and he said that his medical skills can't do anything, once the poisonous gas spreads to the heart, it's hard to save the gods! But using the top-grade Ganoderma lucidum, which can detoxify hundreds of poisons, can delay this disease. A process."

  Zhou An pondered for a moment and said: "So that's the case, but I don't have the top-quality Ganoderma lucidum on hand right now, and I can bring you one in a few days."

  Hearing Zhou An's words, Xue Yue couldn't help being overjoyed, and bowed to Zhou An again and again: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, thank you, Mr. Zhou! This kindness, Mr. Xue, must be kept in mind!"

   Xue Yue sent Zhou An away respectfully with a smile on his face.

  Just as he walked outside Zhengfeng Restaurant, Xue Yue fell to the ground with a thud.

   Seeing this scene, all the bodyguards immediately became chaotic:

   "It's not good, Mr. Xue Yue fell ill again!"

  The head of the bodyguard, Lin Jin, who had been following Xue Yue all the time, kept his feet and ordered one after another:

   "Hurry up and send Mr. Xue Yue to the Intensive Care Unit of the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and ask Mr. Wang, the national champion of traditional Chinese medicine, to treat him!"

   "Be careful when lifting, don't move the right arm of Xue Yue!"

  Lin Jin directed all the bodyguards to carry Xue Yue into the car, and immediately said respectfully to Zhou An: "Mr. Zhou is very sorry that we can't take you off, we have to send him to the hospital as soon as possible."

   Zhou An shook his head and got on the driveway: "I'll go with you too. Mr. Xue and I have some friendship."

  Lin Jin couldn't refuse and had to agree. The luxury car drove all the way, but he arrived at the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in ten minutes.

  A large number of doctors and nurses placed Lin Jin in the intensive care unit.

  Lin Jin and his seven aunts and eight aunts rushed over one after another, with worries and anxiety written all over their faces.

  However, an hour passed, and Wang Lao, the national doctor of traditional Chinese medicine that Lin Jin had invited, still hadn't arrived yet.

   "Why don't I try it, I have some experience in Chinese medicine." Zhou An looked at Lin Jin, who was guarding Xue Yue, and said.

  Although he didn't have much contact with Xue Yue, he was still a rare friend and partner. Zhou An felt really uneasy just watching Xue Yue die like this.

   "Do you still know Chinese medicine?" Lin Jin looked at Zhou An suspiciously, that is to say, Zhou An is a distinguished guest of Mr. Xue Yue, otherwise he would have yelled at him.

   Xue Yue and his seven aunts and eight aunts also ignored Zhou An, apparently not paying attention to Zhou An.

   Right at this moment, a sarcasm came into Zhou An's ears: "Stunning to please the public! You still want to cure a disease just because you have a hairless mouth?"

   Zhou An and everyone present looked out the door together, only to see an old man in a Tang suit with white beard, surrounded by a group of doctors, walking into the ward.

  Seeing the old man in Tang suit Xue Yue and the bodyguards immediately beamed with joy, and said respectfully:

   "It's Mr. Wang, the national champion of traditional Chinese medicine. Mr. Wang, you are finally here, please help!"

   "That's right, Mr. Wang, Mr. Xue Yue's illness is even worse this time, and he's already unconscious!"

   "With Mr. Wang's action, Mr. Xue Yue will definitely turn danger into safety!"

  The old man known as Wang Lao nodded to everyone, then looked at Zhou An with a sneer and said, "A famous teacher leads the way and carefully guides you. Do you have a master's degree?"

   Zhou An raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "No."

  Old Wang looked at Zhou An's eyes with even more disdain: "Then practice hundreds of cases, dialectical truth and truth, and you will know where the disease is?"

   Zhou An shook his head and smiled lightly: "No."

  Hearing this, Mr. Wang had a sneering expression on his face, and he sneered and said, "You don't have academic qualifications, and you don't know how to see a doctor and argue about it. You are still talking about saving people, so get out of here and don't delay me in saving people!"

   Xue Yue and his seven aunts and eight aunts also scolded Zhou An one after another:

   "Didn't you hear what Old Wang said! Hurry up and give way to Old Wang!"

   "If something happens to Xue Yue because of your trouble, I will kill you!"

  Lin Jin also hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for your kindness, but there is a specialization in surgery, so let's leave the treatment to professionals like Wang Lao."

   Zhou An left directly beside Xue Yue and walked a few meters away.

  Since Xue Yue and his relatives can't trust me, why should I be boring myself, why don't I just stand aside and see how much this old Wang who has been blown up to the sky really weighs!

  Under the expectant eyes of the audience, Mr. Wang walked to the sick bed arrogantly, and said to the white-coated doctors who were full of admiration behind him: "Bring the silver needle!"

  Hearing Mr. Wang's words, a group of doctors in white coats presented silver needles of various colors, made of steel, silver alloy, pure gold and so on.

  Old Wang chose a pair of silver needles, and performed acupuncture on Xue Yue's back.

   "This is my family's secret technique of fire dragon acupuncture. It is easy to save Chairman Xue Yue!"

  As Wang Lao pierced more and more silver needles, the indicators displayed on various instruments in the intensive care unit also began to change.

   Seeing this scene, all the doctors in white coats exclaimed one after another:

   "The blood pressure has risen, the heart rate is slowly picking up, the blood oxygen content is rising, and all the indicators are approaching normal!"

   "Wang Lao is worthy of being a national expert in Chinese medicine. This skill is really amazing, but after a few injections, he will be rejuvenated!"

  The seven aunts and eight aunts of Xue Yue's family also knelt and licked Wang Lao repeatedly, full of flattery.

  Only Zhou An sneered, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

  With my see-through eyes, I could see clearly that the pitch-black meridians on Xue Yue's right arm expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at most there were still a few seconds before the poisonous fire would attack the heart and the medicine would be useless!

   This old Wang used acupuncture to stimulate Xue Yue's vitality, but instead stimulated the poisonous gas in Xue Yue's right arm. This is forcing Xue Yue to die!

  Old Wang, who was touted as extremely refreshing by everyone, saw Zhou An's sarcastic expression, and immediately snorted coldly: "Why, boy, do you have any objections to my acupuncture treatment?"

   Zhou An shook his head and said, "There are no objections anywhere."

   Xue Yue snorted coldly and said, "It's not too bad, why don't you come back to life and apologize..."

  Before Xue Yue finished speaking, Zhou An sneered with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

  (end of this chapter)