The clerk's expression suddenly changed and he rushed straight into the consultation room without saying anything.
Jiang Chen frowned, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally followed quietly.
In the clinic.
This is said to be a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, but the medical equipment inside is no worse than a tertiary hospital, and in some aspects it is even better.
At this time, Tang Dao was lying on the operating table. The wound near his heart was bleeding profusely, and like spring water, it was pouring out desperately, and there was no way to stop it.
Xiao Jian shouted with red eyes: "Hurry up and help stop the bleeding!"
"I can't stop it..."
"You have to stop even if you can't!"
The man said with a cry: "I can't stop it, I really can't stop it, Mr. Yan, please help me quickly..."
Mr. Yan looked stern, took out the silver needle and pierced Tang Dao's body, but it was of no use and the bleeding could not be stopped.
"It's not good, Mr. Yan, Brother Dao's heartbeat is weakening rapidly..."
Xiao Sun, who had just joined, also said: "The blood pressure is also dropping."
"What should I do...what should I do..."
A group of people were about to cry, and a great fear arose in their hearts.
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "How about I give it a try."
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Chen.
No one here knows Jiang Chen, only Xiao Sun knows that he is here to buy medicine.
But Tang Dao was like this after all. Xiao Jian immediately said eagerly: "Do you have a way to help him stop bleeding?"
Jiang Chen nodded: "Yes."
Just as he was about to agree to let Jiang Chen try, Yan Baichuan suddenly interrupted and said, "What can I do?"
"Xuanmen magic, bleeding talisman."
Mr. Yan's face darkened and he scolded him: "Nonsense, what do you think this is? Playing house?"
"How long has this been happening? Why are you still telling us about feudal superstition?"
If it weren't for his self-cultivation, he would almost have the heart to curse others.
Xuanmen magic? Why don't you say you know magic?
Xiao Jian also looked disappointed.
But just when he wanted someone to drive Jiang Chen out, he heard Jiang Chen ask him, "Do you have any other ways to help him stop bleeding?"
Mr. Yan was immediately stunned.
Jiang Chen continued: "If the bleeding is not stopped, the patient will die within a few minutes."
"How sure are you?" Xiao Jian's heart tightened and he asked quickly.
"At least fifty percent."
Um?
Old Yan couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen with suspicion again.
Such a high degree of certainty?
Isn't he really bragging?
"Then give it a try." Xiao Jian finally made a decision.
He had no choice. If he didn't try Tang Dao, he would definitely die. If he tried, he would at least have a glimmer of hope.
But another person suddenly grabbed Jiang Chen's collar and stared at him with an extremely vicious look: "Boy, listen to me. If anything happens to Brother Dao, I promise to let you be buried with him!"
Jiang Chen's brows instantly furrowed, but before he could say anything, Xiao Jian pulled him away and said, "You bastard, what are you talking about?"
After reprimanding the person, he looked at Jiang Chen, took a deep breath and said, "Little brother, take action. If the person is still not rescued in the end, I guarantee that no one will blame you."
Jiang Chen's expression softened slightly.
He said nothing more, raised his sword fingers and began to draw talismans in the void. Suddenly, a golden talisman appeared in front of him out of thin air.
Everyone was dumbfounded and stunned on the spot.
Some even doubted whether they were hallucinating, and couldn't help but pinch themselves hard. Only when they grimaced in pain did they confirm that it was true.
But does Xuanmen magic really exist in the world? Am I really not dreaming?
Jiang Chen ignored them, and immediately pressed the talisman on Tang Dao's chest with his fingertips.
The next moment, the blood that was originally like a fountain stopped instantly, and even the wounds showed faint signs of healing.
"this……"
Yan Baichuan was dumbfounded. He was really dumbfounded. This was the first time he had seen this situation in so many years of medical practice.
Is this a magic trick? Are you sure it's really not magic?
"You...how on earth did you do that?"
Really unable to accept it, he dragged Jiang Chen and asked.
Xiao Jian and others also looked at Jiang Chen with expressions that were both curious and full of awe.
"I used the hemostatic charm from Xuanmen magic."
Jiang Chen said: "Many people think that Xuanmen magic is feudal superstition. In fact, it is not. It is a method of controlling the spiritual power of heaven and earth. It is an extremely profound and mysterious secret skill. It is real and exists."
Suddenly, a look of shame appeared on Yan Baichuan's face.
"Young man, I'm sorry. I was ignorant and almost harmed Tang Dao. Now I solemnly apologize to you."
"I also apologize to you. I had a bad temper and was too anxious just now. Please don't argue with me."
The young man who threatened Jiang Chen before also bent down and apologized, his attitude was extremely sincere.
Jiang Chen is not a narrow-minded person, so naturally he will not take this trivial matter to his heart. He waved his hands to the two of them and said: "Don't mention the past things. Saving people is more important. Let's deal with his remaining wounds first. "
After speaking, he stretched out his right hand again and gently pressed it on Tang Dao's carotid artery.
That was just the first bullet on Tang Dao's body, and there was no time to deal with other wounds.
But after having Jiang Chen, everything became simpler. However, in less than three minutes, the remaining eight bullets were sucked out by him with his chaotic energy.
Then he raised his hand again, drew a blood replenishing talisman and pressed it into Tang Dao's body.
When he took back his hand, the data of various monitoring instruments on the bedside had all returned to normal, and even Tang Dao's face was much rosier, and it was obvious that he was completely out of danger.
The next moment, before Xiao Jian and others could express their excited thanks, the door to the clinic was pushed open again, and then a domineering woman strode in.
Yes, it is domineering.
She is very tall, at least 1.8 meters tall, even without wearing high heels.
But her figure is not thick. On the contrary, against the backdrop of the black cheongsam she wears, she looks even more curvy and curvy.
But her gaze was so sharp that people almost didn't dare to look directly at her. Coupled with the natural domineering look on her body, people could not help but feel as if they were seeing a king.
Such a beautiful woman...such a strong temperament...
Jiang Chen couldn't help but be amazed by this woman.
At this moment, the woman's eyes suddenly shot over, giving Jiang Chen a huge pressure.
Fortunately, it was only for a moment. The woman looked away and asked Mr. Yan:
"Old Yan, how is Tang Dao?"
Mr. Yan said: "We are out of danger and should be fine."
The woman immediately let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."
But Mr. Yan shook his head and said, "You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank this little friend. If it weren't for him today, Tang Dao would be in danger."
The next moment, the woman's eyes fell back on Jiang Chen again, her eyes full of scrutiny.
