I saw a middle-aged man lying quietly on the bed with fluid infusion next to him.

Seeing Gu Chen walking in, the middle-aged woman couldn't help asking, "You...are you a doctor?!"

"That's right!" He nodded and chuckled.

If Gu Chen said that he didn't even have a medical qualification certificate, I'm afraid they wouldn't even let him in.

When he came to the bed, the man's breathing was already very weak, and his face was pale, and his lips were still a little black.

This is a sign of poisoning!

"Doctor, how is my husband?!" The middle-aged woman asked with a choked voice.

Gu Chen beat his pulse with one hand, feeling the man's weak pulse.

"Not optimistic!" He shook his head slightly: "How long has this been happening?!"

"Just...just last night, I suddenly coughed up blood and became seriously ill!"

last night? !

Nearly twenty-four hours have passed, and if it takes less than a day to kill someone, what kind of hatred is this? !

And he felt that the pulse of this man was like that of an eighty-year-old, very weak, as if it was a rotten old wood, which could be broken in one fell swoop!

"The door of life is closed, and the end is approaching! This heartbeat has almost stopped!" Gu Chen frowned and said in a low voice.

"Then...then what should I do, can the doctor help me?!" The woman choked up and sobbed again when she heard the words: "You must save him, I kneel down for you!"

As she said that, she was about to kneel down, so Gu Chen quickly helped her up.

Originally, people can't be saved when they reach this point. He also said before that the premise of saving people is that there is still hope of saving people.

Now this kind of situation means that most of my body has stepped into the gate of hell, and trying to save the disaster is like going to heaven.

"I want to give needles, you go out and don't allow anyone from outside to come in!" Gu Chen took out a scroll from behind, and threw it on the bed, it turned out that there were hundreds of small silver needles inside.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "Please..."

After the woman went out, Gu Chen first sealed the man's Tianshu acupoint on the bed with a silver needle.

Finally, he fixed acupoints on hundreds of households, deep in the middle, and Shenshu three acupoints to hang his last trace of yang energy.

To be honest, in this situation, it is very difficult to save the last trace of yang energy, which may be the nature of every doctor.

He said that he couldn't be rescued, but he would try his best. Maybe he knew that there was a fire pit ahead, but he was still willing to jump over it.

The door of life is closed, the yang energy is insufficient, and the cold is already coming up below the knees. There is an old saying in the folk that it is cold over the half of the body, and the king of hell will take his life!

If Gu Chen guessed blindly, if he didn't save him, this person would only be alive for three minutes, and he would die!

But just as he was about to add his internal strength with Yang-returning acupuncture, he sent a little Yang Qi into the man's body.

Outside the villa, a group of people suddenly appeared at this time. The leader was wearing a white coat and walked in with a medicine box in his hand.

"Doctor Long, you're here!" The bald middle-aged man couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the middle-aged man in a white coat.

Jiang Siming looked up and down the middle-aged man in a white coat: "Second Uncle, is this the expert you said was invited from the imperial capital?!" JrNovels.com