Su Qiao frowned, grabbed the man's hand, and pushed him to the wall. "Shut your mouth now, and don't move while you're standing there."
She just wanted to save people, not harm them, why did she make it so serious?
It's like she wants to kill someone.
Qi Jinghe I didn't expect her strength to be so strong.
Under her hands, there was no resistance at all.
Regardless of the pain in his back, he had scarlet eyes, clenched his fists, and looked like he was risking his life:
"Su, if you dare to mess around, I, Qi Jinghe, will die with you even if I risk my life today!"
Die together?
Su Qiao rolled his eyes. "You are thinking too much."
"You can't even hit me with one hand."
He may look taller, but in fact he is just a showman.
[Host, shouldn't you say, 'You are overthinking, I just want to save your father'?]
Doesn't her behavior intensify the conflict?
Qi Jinghe became even angrier when he heard this.
Pointing at Su Qiao, anger rolled in his eyes. "You...?"
"Shut up and waste my time any longer, your father will be really hopeless."
Seeing that the old man was about to roll his eyes, Su Qiao decisively took the shot.
Within a few breaths, several golden needles appeared on the old man's head.
If you look carefully, the tail of the golden needle is still trembling slightly, making a faint "buzzing" sound.
The old man's face, which turned into the color of pig liver from suppressing the pain, immediately got better and his breathing became easier.
"Daddy..."
Qi Jinghe is very anxious.
He gritted his teeth and was about to rush over to die with Su Qiao when a pair of small hands hugged his thigh.
Qi Jinghe's eyes were full of pain, and she held back the sadness and pulled away his little hand. "Xiao Yue, stay here, daddy will save..."
"Dad, look at Grandpa, Grandpa is fine."
The little guy is as thin as a stick.
On the thin face, a pair of red phoenix eyes looked particularly big, and they were staring curiously at the old man on the bed.
Su Qiao glanced at him, sat on the edge of the bed, and concentrated on taking the old man's pulse.
Qi Jinghe rushed over with red eyes, "Dad, how are you?"
"It's all because of my son's incompetence, it's all my son's uselessness. You must hold on, my son will carry you to see the doctor now..."
The old man was now out of breath, and his face looked much better.
"Jing He, Daddy is fine. Daddy feels that his chest is much more relaxed, and it seems that breathing in and out is much easier."
"Dad, please don't lie to me. You are not worth the trouble."
How could Qi Jinghe listen to him?
Push Su Qiao away, pull up the old man's arm, and carry the old man on his back.
The old man was also anxious and patted his back quickly. "Jing He, what dad said is true. Dad is really much better. Let dad down quickly and don't press on dad's chest."
Su Qiao was afraid of touching the golden needles, so he reluctantly took out the six needles inserted into various acupuncture points on the old man's head.
Wiping it with his sleeve, he temporarily took back the black gold box and put it in his arms.
"Drink more hot water, sweat, and wait until I go to the mountains to dig some herbs for you and come back to drink them for a few days and your illness will be cured."
Qi Jinghe put the old man down hesitantly.
Returning to bed again, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately he looked at Su Qiao in surprise. "Da Qiao, I didn't expect... I didn't expect you to Medical Skills."
"People in the village used to say that your mother is not a simple person. She is not only good at hunting and kung fu, but also knows a lot of herbal medicines. It turns out it's true."
It seems that the original mother is quite powerful.
Su Qiao analyzed his words carefully and nodded vaguely:
"Well, actually I have been interested in Medical Skills herbal medicine since I was a child, so I learned a little from my mother."
"Well, I'm going back to the house first. Remember to drink more hot water."
Although after listening to so much, I was able to piece together a rough idea, Su Qiao decided to find a chance to sort out his memory first.
She always felt that the world was a little weird.