"Old Wang, what's the situation..." Half an hour later, in the rescue room of Lizhou People's Hospital, a sixty-year-old man asked anxiously after carefully taking Lu Wei's pulse.

"According to your description and combined with Ling Gongzi's pulse, his injury was once calm after the car accident, which was indeed related to the silver needle that pierced into his body. Otherwise, he would have died before the 120 emergency doctor arrived at the scene."

Wang Jiujin slowly stood up and said.

"What, so, that young man of eighteen or nineteen years old is really a little bit angry?"

Zhang Mengyao was stunned and said.

"It's not just a few tricks. It's just that Hua Tuo's rebirth, and his wonderful hands are rejuvenated. I think everyone knows how serious the injury of Ling Gongzi is. However, even if he is a Chinese traditional Chinese medicine master, he may not be able to do it."

Wang Jiujindao.

"Old Wang, what you mean is, even you..." Lu Yanzhong was such a smart person. In just a simple moment, he could already hear Wang Jiujin's implication and asked quickly.

"Yes, even I can't do it."

Wang Jiujin answered bluntly.

"Well, what's the child's condition?"

Lu Yanzhong asked with a complicated expression.

"I'm sorry for saying frankly that I can't do anything about my son's illness."

Wang Jiujin said.

"This..." Lu Yanzhong's face froze and said, "Old Wang, how is this possible? You are the Taishan Beidou in the traditional Chinese medicine world. You are full of medical skills and unfathomable. How could you be powerless to do anything about it?"

"There is no order of learning, and those who are good at it are the first."

Wang Jiujindao.

"If Mr. Wang, you can stab the silver needle according to the position where the young man had previously inserted the needle, will the child's condition be stabilized?"

Lu Yanzhong asked tentatively.

"Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history, profound and profound. There are many schools of Chinese medicine acupuncture, and different techniques. Even if I have to pierce the needle hole in Ling Gongzi's body, because of the different depths, strengths, and time, it is impossible to achieve the previous effect. If it is not done well, it is very likely that Ling Gongzi's life will be taken. Therefore, the safest way for Ling Gongzi to invite that young man."

Wang Jiujindao.

"Lao Lu, what should we do now?"

Zhang Mengyao asked with concern.

She was so regretful in her heart now.

If she had known early in the morning that the young man was such a powerful person, even if she gave her ten or hundreds of courage, she would not dare to provoke others so much.

“What should I do now?”

Lu Yanzhong glared at Zhang Mengyao fiercely and said, "If it weren't for you, would things be like this now?"

That young man said before that before tomorrow, the silver needle on Xiaowei's body could not be pulled out..." "I..." Zhang Mengyao's body trembled suddenly, then she grabbed Lu Yanzhong's arm and said, "Old Lu, I remember he said he was a student of clinical medicine at Lizhou Medical University. Why don't we go find him now?"

"You have been like this before. Now you go to him. Do you think he will agree to save Xiaowei?"

Lu Yanzhong asked.

"We can give him money, give him a lot of money, but I don't believe that there will be people in this world who will be dissatisfied with money."

Zhang Mengyao said.

"That's all that happens now."

Lu Yanzhong hesitated for a moment and said.

"It's not too late, let's go."

Zhang Mengyao said.

"Old Wang, President Liu, I'll ask you here."

Lu Yanzhong gave Wang Jiujin and Liu Jun a few instructions, and then walked out of the hospital, took out his cell phone and dialed a string of numbers.

"Dongdong!"

On the weekend just after I got home, the door was knocked.

When I opened the door on the weekend, I saw that it was Lu Yanzhong and his wife, standing at the door anxiously.

"What are you here for?"

He asked with a expressionless face over the weekend.

"Classmates on the weekend, we came here this time and made a special trip to apologize to you. What happened before was indeed our wrong thing. I am really sorry. Please forgive me."

Lu Yanzhongdao.

"What if I don't forgive me?"

Asked on weekends.

"This..." Don't play according to common sense?

This weekend said, but Lu Yanzhong, the old fox who was walking in the world, was speechless in an instant.

"I never like to go round and talk straight to the bush when doing things. I know exactly why you came this time."

On the weekend, "But I am just a yellow-haired boy from a garbage school. I dare not slap acupuncture randomly and practice medicine illegally. Your status is so noble and your son is so precious. How can I bear the responsibility if I have a few shortcomings?"

"Week, weekend classmates, I know that our behavior was indeed a bit too much. In this way, as long as you are willing to take action to treat our son, you can just report the amount."

Lu Yanzhong said.

"How much does it cost?"

Asked on weekends.

"certainly."

A trace of contempt appeared in Lu Yanzhong's eyes and said.

If he had known this, wouldn’t he have had any trouble with the weekend before? Isn’t it enough to just throw the money over?

"Since that's the case, then give me a billion."

Weekend road.

"How much did you say?"

Even with Lu Yanzhong's heart, he had already prepared himself to let the lion speak loudly on the weekend, and when he heard the number of billion, he looked unbelievable.

"Are you not clear enough what I just said?"

Asked on weekends.

"Young man, I, Lu Yanzhong, are talking to you with a full heart, what is your attitude?"

Lu Yanzhong questioned.

"You just said that, can I have as much money as I want?"

Asked on weekends.

"Rich, I think you haven't seen money in eight lives. Do you know what the concept of one billion is?"

Zhang Mengyao cursed.

"shut up!"

Lu Yanzhong scolded, and then said to Zhoudong, "On the weekend, I can give you a billion, but the premise is that you must cure my son."

"Yes, I must write a guarantee letter. If my son cannot be cured, you will not only not get a penny, but we will also sue you for illegal practice and committing money to kill you."

Zhang Mengyao said.

"If that's the case, I think it's very necessary for me to emphasize the billion yuan I want."

Weekend road.

"What, may you still want a billion sheep coins?"

Zhang Mengyao asked sarcastically.

"No."

He shook his head over the weekend and said, "The currency I want is Dinar."

"Dinar, what is that?"

Zhang Mengyao said disdainfully.

"According to the current exchange rate, one dinar can be exchanged for about 22 yuan of Chinese coins, one billion dinars, which is 22 billion Chinese coins. On weekends, you didn't plan to treat my son at all."
Chapter completed!