"Looking at his age, he is only twenty-two or three years old. Even if he is studying medicine, he may have just graduated from school. How can he treat people?"
"That's right, young man, don't mess around! This old man obviously has a heart disease. If you treat it blindly, you may accidentally cause trouble and walk around without food!"
In the past few years, the national morals have declined. Old people are afraid to help them when they fall. Blackmail and cheating are happening one after another. The people are all in danger and can only protect themselves by being indifferent.
Ye Zhiqiu knew that what such people said was reasonable, but he knew better that heart disease was very dangerous and could be fatal within a minute or two of onset. If not treated in time, the day lily would be cold by the time 120 comes.
Ye Zhiqiu walked up to him, knelt down, took out a silver needle box from his arms, opened the box, and took out a silver needle that was more than three inches long and as slender as hair.
He put his left hand on the old man's wrist, took a pulse, and made sure in his heart. The silver needle in his right hand penetrated the clothes and stabbed into the acupuncture point near the heart.
Ye Zhiqiu secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, it was summer and his clothes were very thin, so he could administer acupuncture to the patient through his clothes. If it were winter, you wouldn't be able to find the acupuncture points accurately with your current skills.
As soon as a silver needle fell, Ye Zhiqiu waved his right hand very fast, and everyone felt the silver light flashing. When they looked closely, they saw that the old man's chest had already been pierced with six or seven silver needles.
There were beads of sweat on Ye Zhiqiu's forehead, and he was breathing heavily. He didn't expect that using Bian Que's medical skills would be so energy-consuming.
Ye Zhiqiu looked down at the old man and saw that his face had gradually returned to normal, his tightly clenched right hand had loosened, and the trembling all over his body had stopped. He breathed a long sigh of relief.
After half a minute, the old man slowly opened his eyes and saw Ye Zhiqiu: "Young man, you saved me?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly: "Old man, just be fine!"
The old man sat up slowly and sighed: "I just came out and forgot to bring my medicine, so I almost didn't burp!"
Everyone around looked at Ye Zhiqiu in surprise.
"This young man has superb medical skills. After a few injections, the old man woke up immediately! Acupuncture can also cure heart disease!"
"What a miracle doctor!"
"That's right! Seeing as he is young and just graduated from medical school, I didn't expect him to be so capable!"
"Maybe they come from a family of Chinese medicine passed down from their ancestors!"
…
Ye Zhiqiu turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He stretched out his hand again and placed it on the old man's left wrist. He felt that the pulse was steady and the heartbeat was normal. He nodded slightly: "It's okay!"
He reached out and pulled out the silver needles one by one and put them into the box.
Ye Zhiqiu stood up and was about to leave.
"Young man, what's your name?"
"Ye Zhiqiu."
The old man took out a business card from his arms and handed it to him.
"If anything happens, you can call me."
Ye Zhiqiu took it casually and saw that there were only three words "Li Xinghe" written on the business card, and below it was a string of mobile phone numbers.
"Okay, Grandpa Li, goodbye!"
Ye Zhiqiu stopped a car. After returning home, he began to read the "Difficult Classic" again. He was very excited about using his medical skills for the first time and became more interested in this book.
After I finished reading the whole book, I looked up and saw that it was almost evening.
Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes, and the contents of the medical book were completely imprinted in his mind. As long as he practices more in the future, his medical skills will become more and more proficient.
He went downstairs and bought some vegetables and meat. As soon as he returned home, his mother Wang Caixia and his sister Ye Ling'er came back one after another.
When the mother and daughter learned that Ye Zhiqiu was going to attend the birthday party of a female classmate in the evening, they were both elated. Only by having more contact with girls can they get out of singlehood as soon as possible.
Around seven o'clock, it was getting dark.
Ye Zhiqiu left home, took a taxi and went straight to Caesar Palace Hotel.
As soon as he got out of the car and walked towards the door of the hotel, he suddenly heard a strange female voice: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Ye? Why are you here again today?"
Ye Zhiqiu looked up and saw that it was his ex-girlfriend Gao Yushuang again.
She was wearing a blue strapless evening dress today, and she was dressed very coquettishly. Guan Haoran beside her tilted her head and looked at him with a sneer.
"Ye Zhiqiu, you're not here to attend the birthday party of the campus beauty of Hu University, are you? Why would the campus beauty of Hu University invite you to a poor guy like you?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly: "Your brother stole the Yuan blue and white porcelain from your second uncle. What did you do with it?"
"Ye Zhiqiu, don't be too arrogant!" As soon as Guan Haoran heard this, veins popped up on his forehead, and he became furious. He pointed at Ye Zhiqiu angrily, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Ye Zhiqiu laughed proudly.
"So what if you are arrogant?" A man's voice came from behind. Ye Zhiqiu knew that the fat man had arrived without turning around.
Shen Chaoyang, wearing a gray T-shirt, strode over, stared at Guan Haoran coldly, and snorted from his nostrils.
"Bullying my brother? Just because Xiaoqiu is easy to talk to and picks the weak ones, right? If you have the ability, come to me!"
Guan Haoran stared at him fiercely, shrinking his neck in fear.
Shen Chaoyang was three times stronger than him, and dealing with him was like an eagle dealing with a chicken.
"Humph, let's go!" Guan Haoran put his arms around Gao Yushuang's waist and walked towards the door.
"Eh? Zhiqiu, have you changed your outfit today?" Shen Chaoyang discovered that Ye Zhiqiu was wearing a set of Armani casual clothes, and he looked very energetic.
Shen Chaoyang touched his clothes enviously.
"You should have dressed like this a long time ago! People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. If you stand on the street and pass a hundred women, ninety-nine of them will definitely look back!"
"If I had a good skin like you, I would have lost weight a long time ago!"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly: "Losing weight has nothing to do with this! If you are too fat, doesn't it lower your score?"
Shen Chaoyang scratched his head and changed the topic.
"Zhiqiu, now that you see Gao Yushuang, you are like a stranger. I'm a little worried that you won't be able to let go! This is the best! This kind of vain woman should get away as soon as possible!"
Ye Zhiqiu patted his chest: "You still care about yourself and whether you really let go of Yuan Xiuxiu! Let's go in, too!"
The two slowly walked into the lobby on the first floor. Both the greeter at the door and Manager Li in the lobby greeted them with smiles: "Hello, Mr. Ye!"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly in greeting.
Shen Chaoyang looked surprised: "Zhiqiu, they are very familiar with you! Have you been here before?"
"I just had a meal here last night!"
Shen Chaoyang almost jumped up and shouted: "Zhiqiu, you actually had a meal at Caesar's Palace? Do you know where this place is?"
“With my dad’s connections, he can’t even get a membership card here!”
“I’ve always envied others that they could have a great meal here!”
"Who invited you to eat here yesterday?"
"A beautiful woman I met by chance!"
