Qin Xunzhi's punch was so heavy that Jun Zhesong's mandible was dislocated with such force that it was so painful that he couldn't even get up.
Seeing this, Jun Tangyue rushed forward.
"Dad!...Dad Qin, how could you do this to my and my sister's biological father?"
"You are speaking out of anger. Even if you are from Saudi Arabia, you cannot bankrupt the Jun family overnight."
"If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that so many big families in Huaguo's capital city are also in danger? Saudi Arabia's hand is stretched too far, which is not a good thing."
Jun Tangyue was about to go up to help Jun's father, but when she turned her eyes, she was already approaching Qin Xunzhi, looking like a little white flower who wanted to reason with him.
Weak but stubborn.
She is simply the most popular "grassroots little white flower" heroine image in Ba Zong literature.
And what she said was very clever, deliberately deepening Qin Xunzhi's sense of threat to the major families in the capital.
In this way, it is easy to find allies.
Let Qin Xunzhi retreat when he realizes the difficulty.
Jun Tangyue's frail and squeamish "Daddy Qin" made everyone feel goosebumps.
Jun's father turned even pale. He stood up with his painful body, walked to Jun Tangyue, and stood behind her:
"Tangtang, don't call him that."
"A low-class guy really thinks that a piece of white cloth on his head can carry him as the richest man in Saudi Arabia. He is just a homeless homeless person who doesn't even have a household registration in Beijing."
Jun's father raised his head provocatively and looked at Qin Xunzhi. This man looked like this four years ago, and he is still tall and strong four years later. The years have only polished him into a calm and domineering energy.
Compared with Jun Zhesong, who is already slightly stout in middle age, Qin Xunzhi absolutely crushes him in terms of appearance, appearance and height.
Jun Zhesong has good facial features. Despite his middle-aged stature, he still has the elegant and easy-going temperament of a businessman.
It's a pity that at this moment, his face is full of color and his expression is ferocious. He looks completely different from Qin Xunzhi.
It has a perfect "president and his financial director" visual sense.
Jun Tangyue's pupils shrank and she saw that her father was still misunderstanding and was about to explain.
But Qin Xunzhi didn't bother to pay attention to the father and daughter and strode away.
Jun Tangyue knew clearly that Qin Yin and Qin Xunzhi were leaving now because Qin Mo was dying.
Then, the place they will go to must be Beijing Hospital.
So, wait for them to leave.
Jun Tangyue frowned, turned around and said with worry: "Second brother, we have to make preparations immediately."
"The best medical equipment in Beijing is the Beijing Hospital. We have to go there to prepare, and Mr. Nie is the director of the Beijing Hospital. If Mr. Nie wants to live broadcast the research, naturally the crisis will be more serious on his own territory. control."
What Jun Tangyue said makes sense.
Moreover, neuromedical experts from all over the world are also gearing up at this moment, and would like to follow Jun Tangyue to observe how exquisite the "Blood Tong Handbook" is.
Mr. Nie naturally couldn't ask for it.
Send someone to prepare immediately.
Since the "Book of Tongxue" is the prize of the boxing match, the process of acupuncture surgery will also be broadcast live on the big screen.
Samuel, the representative of the organizer of Country G, gave his subordinates a look, then retreated behind the scenes to observe.
Inside the Beijing Municipal Hospital.
Qin Yin and Qin Xun drove all the way and hurried to the ward.
Under the arrangement of Qin Xunzhi, the medical team of the Shi family, the royal physician of the Saudi royal family, is conducting a full-body examination on Qin Mo.
Qin Yin came to the ward and looked at the man lying on the bed who seemed almost silent.
His eyes paused for a moment, then he quickly stepped forward.
The cold girl neatly took out the acupuncture bag from her waist, unfolded it smoothly, took out a slender silver needle from the acupuncture bag, took the lead and plunged it into Qin Mo's waist, and then calmly ordered: "Put his body flat .”
"Turn over."
Following Qin Yin's orders, the doctors of the Shi family are all medical experts who have medical pride and will not easily follow other people's arrangements.
But behind Qin Yin, stood the tall and majestic figure of Qin Xunzhi. The man just stood there with a cold face, as if he was invisibly supporting the little girl in front of him.
Even if he doesn't say a word, he is still very intimidating.
Doctor Shi's family quickly followed Qin Yin's words.
Qin Mo's back was lifted open, and after Qin Yin simply inserted a few needles, his expression became tighter than ever before.
Then, she commanded with pale lips:
"Advance to the sterile operating room and prepare two basins."
After Qin Yin finished giving instructions, he turned around and someone immediately brought sterile surgical clothes. Qin Yin skillfully disinfected his whole body and hurried to the sterile operating room.
Before entering the operating room, she saw that the operating room at the other end of the corridor was also open. Jun Sili was lying on the hospital stretcher accompanied by Jun Tangyue, and many medical experts followed them.
Some people even followed them with cameras.
It didn't look like he was here for surgery at all. It looked like a group of people were here to hold a press conference.
Qin Yin narrowed his eyes and ignored it.
He turned around and entered the operating room, and began to change into sterile surgical clothes in a sterile environment. Then he stepped into the sterile environment and stood in front of the unconscious Qin Mo.
"Miss Qin, Mr. Qin Mo's current condition is that he may not be able to undergo surgery. His body has been in a vegetative state for too long and he cannot bear another major surgery."
Shi Moqing walked in wearing sterile surgical clothes and had the experience of slapping Qin Yin before.
He has now consciously rushed to the front line, and he must behave well in front of our "Her Royal Highness".
"I know."
"So this time, I only used silver needles."
Qin Yin's eyes were light, but no one knew better than her how nervous she was now.
Ever since Qin Xunzhi spent all his family wealth to cure the sluggishness caused by being "drugged" when she was a child, she seemed to have opened up the Ren and Du channels. As long as she saw something, it would be as if it had been engraved in her mind long ago - looking at it Don’t forget! !
Shi Moqing was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Qin, you have already obtained the "Blood-Tong Blood Notes"??"
There were many doctors from the Shi family standing in the operating room. Some of them secretly watched the live broadcast of the boxing match just now and couldn't help but whisper:
"No, the real "Notes on Tongxue" was borrowed by Jun Tangyue. It is in the operating room opposite us, and is preparing to treat her second brother Jun Sili's leg."
"Miss Qin, why don't we go to the other side and snatch the "Blood-Tong Handbook" for the safety of the emperor...the eldest young master?"
"We, the Saudi Royal Physician Shi Jia, can hold a scalpel and pull the trigger of a long gun..."
As everyone knows.
The most awesome medical team in the world is the Shijia professional medical team!
The Shi family is so awesome that they are really crazy.
At this moment, Qin Yin seemed to them to be a little too young after all, not to mention that she didn't have the "Blood-Tong Blood Notes" in her hand.
This is just like giving needles indiscriminately and making fun of the life of their Saudi prince.
Qin Yin raised his hand to stop him.
"No need, I've read it once."
"It's all written down."
"let's start."
Shijia Medical Team: What are you doing? ? ?
Even if you can memorize it after reading it once, you can actually start practicing it directly.
Are all Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners so fierce?
But they didn't dare to refute anything. This little beauty looked like the treasure of their king.
His status seemed to be higher than the one lying on the operating table.
the other side.
In the operating room opposite Qin Mo.
Jun Tangyue had already put on sterile surgical clothes, picked up the silver needle professionally, and slowly inserted the silver needle into Jun Sili's leg muscles according to the acupoint map in the "Blood Tong Handbook"...
Her posture for holding the needle was very standard, and the silver needle in her hand was from when she started to learn acupuncture.
Grandpa Jun dragged his aunt Jun Yuwei abroad to send a good needle specially.
Beautifully named.
Since Tangtang is willing to learn.
Of course it requires a "good horse with a good saddle"! !
Jun Tangyue seemed to be applying acupuncture seriously, but in fact she also showed her most beautiful posture in front of the camera.
She had already given orders before she came in.
Ask someone to put live monitoring in the operating room opposite where Qin Yin is performing surgery, and then turn it on at the same time.
She knew very well that Qin Yin could not save Qin Mo without the "Notes on Tongxue", so if she had to perform forced surgery and acupuncture, wouldn't that be "harming people's lives"?
She wanted Qin Yin's "evil deed" to be made public.
On the one hand, it can be compared with myself to set off her professionalism.
On the other hand, after Qin Mo's death, there will be evidence left for everyone to punish Qin Yin!
After all, the real master of acupuncture introduced to her by her grandfather was a medical master from... the Saudi Shi family.
Jun Tangyue followed the steps in the "Blood Tong Handbook" and inserted the silver needles into the acupuncture points on Jun Sili's legs one by one.
She carefully found the acupuncture point for each silver needle.
But...she is a dabbler after all.
So soon, I heard Mr. Nie standing outside the transparent glass of the sterile operating room saying angrily:
"Just the way you stuck two of the three needles wrongly, and you looked like you were aiming at the wrong target according to the answer. You also said you know acupuncture. Are you kidding me?"
Mr. Nie had a bad temper and did not hesitate to criticize Jun Tangyue's unprofessionalism.
Standing next to Mr. Nie, Jun's father also sweated a lot for Jun Tangyue, and spoke in a hoarse voice to persuade:
"Tangtang, I know you care about your second brother, so you are too nervous and your hands are shaking, but if you really can't do it, don't do the acupuncture yourself."
He couldn't help but feel cold sweat on Jun Sili's legs even while standing outside.
Jun Tangyue...can she really heal Jun Sili's leg?
The old father was silent: I felt a little confused for some reason.
