In the chaotic crowd, Zou Yi also squeezed over. No one drove him up standing beside Liulin, just thinking that he was the junior of the old man.

Zou Yi watched Mr. Glasses fall down. When he walked down from the rostrum, Zou Yi noticed him. His slightly frown and his frivolous steps could be judged that this gentleman must have been sick.

Doctors pay attention to looking, listening, asking and touching. Although Zou Yi did not see what was wrong, judging from the position he fell down and put his hands, it must be related to the heart.

"Grandpa Liu, does this gentleman have a heart disease?" Zou Yi asked in a low voice.

"It should be true," Liu Lin said without comment.

Just as Zou Yi was talking to Liu Lin, the man in black next to Mr. Glasses looked here.

The man in black is named Xiong Shan, a disciple of Shaolin lay people. No wonder he could hear the conversation between Zou Yi and Liu Lin clearly in this chaos.

"Brother, do you know anyone can cure this disease?" Xiong Shan strode over and asked anxiously.

"I don't know." Zou Yi answered very simply. The old Taoist warned him not to mention him in front of outsiders.

"this......"

This sentence blocked Xiong Shan so much that he felt that the child had kung fu and internal skills. If a child of this age could practice internal skills to this level, there would definitely be great people behind him.

Xiong Shan was weak and sickly when he was young, so his parents sent him to Shaolin Temple. After more than ten years, he was really sick and disaster-free. He also practiced a lot of external skills. After more than ten years of experience in Shaolin Temple, his knowledge was much broader than that of secular people.

Seeing the little guy in front of him turn around and leaving, Xiong Shan was so anxious. He just checked the boss's body and found that it was a sudden heart disease. This disease could not be delayed. Not to mention waiting for an ambulance, even if there is a doctor next to him, he might not be able to save him. Now he has placed all his hope on this little guy, so how could he let him go like this?

"etc"

Xiong Shan shouted, and reached out to grab Zou Yi's shoulder. This was Shaolin's grasping hand. Of course, he did not increase his strength, but wanted to keep Zou Yi. But to his surprise, the little guy in front of him just swayed his shoulder and escaped from his grab. This was a big shock. Even his skill was amazing in Shaolin Temple. No one of his peers could easily escape from his grab.

"It's useless. Even if I want to help you, I can't help you. If he doesn't treat it within a quarter of an hour, he will be helpless." Zou Yi turned around, not angry, but just said lightly.

Zou Yi didn't lie to him. He guessed the condition of this gentleman with glasses. It would be more than a quarter of an hour. If he didn't rescue him in three to five minutes, he would have to be sentenced to death.

"There is no other way?" Xiong Shan said anxiously.

Zou Yi shook his head, nodded again and said, "It's a solution, there is, it's just..."

"What is it?"

"I'm here to apply the injection for him, so he can ensure that he is fine within an hour, so that he can almost wait until the hospital's ambulance arrives."

Zou Yi said seriously, then added: "I just don't know if you dare."

"Yi'er, don't mess around." As soon as Zou Yi said this, Liu Lin was anxious. Although he knew that Zou Yi had been learning medical skills with the old gods on the mountain, he was just how old he was. The eight-year-old child would apply acupuncture on others. Isn't this abusive?

"Old man, it's okay. No matter what happens, I will take it all my strength. It's not a fault for this little brother." Xiong Shan knew what Liu Lin was worried about, so he agreed even so.

If Xiong Shan hadn't had the catch just now, he might not have dared to agree so directly, but after what happened just now, he was also full of curiosity about the little guy in front of him. When he was not good at it every day, he could only treat the dead.

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"No, isn't it just a nonsense? Whose child is this? Is this a joke?"

Xiong Shan just said his thoughts, and the leader who had just given the speech roared directly. Of course, there was also some dissatisfaction with Xiong Shan. You, a small driver, were too arrogant. Seeing Liu Lin standing beside Zou Yi, he didn't dare to be arrogant, but his tone was still unkind and said, "Old Master Liu, is this your junior? Why don't you take good care of it?"

"Hehe..." Liu Lin laughed dryly, but he was helpless. To be honest, he really couldn't control Zou Yi. This child has his own opinion and the things he believed would never change.

"Okay, I'll just talk to you. Now it involves the life of my boss. I'm too lazy to talk to you." Xiong Shan also had a bad temper. He pulled Zou Yi beside him and said, "Let's go, little brother, I'll give the boss a needle now. Whoever dares to stop you, I'll take care of it."

This time, the leader was also stunned. Everyone said that he was afraid of being arrogant, he was afraid of being stunned, and he was afraid of being desperate. This guy was obviously the kind of person who wanted to be desperate, and he didn't dare to make a decision in this situation. If something happened, the black hat on his head would really not be able to withstand the pressure above.

Through the police encirclement, he came to Mr. Glasses and felt the curious eyes around him. Zou Yi's previous calmness was a little shaken. First, he had never seen anyone, and second, facing so many people, an eight-year-old child was still a little timid.

"Let them all go out, and this circle is a little bigger, and you can be suffocated to death even if you are not sick." Zou Yi gave the order directly.

With the help of that leader, all the people in this circle walked out, and the police in the circle also carried their bodies over, but Xiong Shan was still standing beside Zou Yi, suppressing the audience like Guan Gong.

Zou Yi also knew that the situation was urgent, so he took out a small wooden box from the small bag he carried with him and carefully took out a silver needle. It was almost fifteen centimeters long. Seeing the length of the silver needle, even Xiong Shan's eyes were straightened. When did he see such a long silver needle? This set of silver needles is from the Taoist. A few days ago, Zou Yi passed the needle pulse inspection, so the Taoist passed the set of silver needles to him.

Zou Yi shook casually, and the silver needle that was originally a little curved in an instant was stretched straight. This was an expert who knew if he had it when he made a move. Zou Yi's move was not simple just now. Using qi to control the needle is a mysterious use of internal strength in internal kung fu. Even those masters who have been immersed in internal kung fu for many years could not do this. Xiong Shan had more confidence in the little guy in front of him.
Chapter completed!