Chapter 11
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Song Jingwan smiled bitterly and got out of the car. "She doesn't know anything about medicine. She's probably just putting on a brave front. I'll go and persuade her."
In fact, Song Jingwan wanted Song Yaoyao to kill the patient and lose her reputation.
She walked over to stop Song Yaoyao and apologized to the middle-aged man. "I'm sorry, sir. My sister has never learned medicine. She doesn't know how to treat patients. For the sake of your safety, please reconsider!"
"Who said I don't know how to?" Song Yaoyao looked at the middle-aged man. "The choice is yours. If you believe me, I'll treat him."
The girl was young, but she had a pair of convincing eyes.
Now that things had come to this, he couldn't delay any longer. He took a deep breath and nodded. "I believe you!"
Song Jingwan was overjoyed, but she pretended to be disappointed with Song Yaoyao. "Yaoyao! This is a human life! How can you treat a human life as a joke? "
"Are you done with your act?" Song Yaoyao looked up. "If you're done, please move aside. Don't delay my treatment."
The middle-aged man was also annoyed with Song Jingwan. "Miss, if there's nothing else, can you please move aside?"
Song Jingwan's face turned green and white. She pointed at Song Yaoyao. "Okay, okay, okay. If you kill someone, I won't care about you!"
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes. "Get lost —"
Then, she squatted beside the old man. "Lay him down and listen to my instructions."
She calmed down and pinched the old man's wrist to feel his pulse. At the same time, she found the acupoint connecting the old man's heart and pressed it gently.
Extreme spring, Shanzhong, Extreme Yang —
Massaging acupoints wasn't just about finding the right acupoint. The most important thing was the technique.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips. Her forehead was unknowingly wet with sweat. She calmed down and the calming aura around her gradually calmed the middle-aged man's fear.
One minute … Five minutes …
Just when the bystanders had already determined that the old man was dead, the old man's body on the ground suddenly shook violently. He opened his eyes abruptly and his breathing gradually stabilized.
"Heavens! He was actually saved! "
"It's alive! This little girl is quite capable! "
Song Jingwan's back stiffened, and her nails dug into her palms. How could this be?
When did Song Yaoyao learn medical skills?
As she listened to everyone praising Song Yaoyao, she recalled that she had previously vowed that Song Yaoyao did not know any medical skills. Now that she had been slapped in the face, Song Jingwan's face burned with pain.
Things weren't over yet. Soon, the people who had been criticizing Song Yaoyao turned their attention to her.
"What were you thinking just now? He obviously knows medical skills, but you just have to stop him from saving him! That's a life we're talking about! "
"That's right. Fortunately, the little doctor didn't listen to her. Otherwise, the old man would be in danger!"
Song Jingwan's expression was ugly. She clenched her hands into fists as she listened to everyone's criticism.
No! She couldn't let Song Yaoyao be so smug!
"It's all a coincidence. The old man's body is fine to begin with! If you don't believe me, you can ask her. We grew up together and I've never seen her come into contact with medicine! "
Huo Ningxi paused and couldn't help but frown.
The middle-aged man hugged the old man and cried emotionally. "Dad! You scared me to death! I told you to stay at home and rest, but you didn't listen! What would I do if something happened to you? "
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