The old man's breathing quickly became rapid again, his brows were furrowed, and his face quickly turned pale.

Dr. Sun stood up quickly, "Now we're in trouble!"

The old man next to him quickly asked: "What's wrong? What's going on?"

Doctor Sun frowned, "The blood vessels are not completely unblocked, and the situation is getting more serious."

The old man was anxious, "Then clear it quickly! What are you waiting for?"

Dr. Sun shook his head, "The place to be punctured next is very dangerous. It is a critical point. If you live towards death, there is a high chance of death."

Several old men looked at each other, but they all made up their minds and looked at Dr. Sun, "Help!"

Dr. Sun spread his hands helplessly, "I've run out of silver needles, and I'm not sure about the next few acupuncture points. Even if I have silver needles, I'm not sure whether they can be inserted accurately."

Everyone was stunned, why the hell is this happening? Where can I go to find the silver needle now? I'm afraid it will be too late even if I find it.

Su Nian'an, who had been standing aside, suddenly said: "Get out of the way!"

Doctor Sun turned to look at her, "What do you want to do?"

"You can't prick me, I can. You don't have a silver needle, but I do."

Dr. Sun touched his beard and said, "Little girl, you don't want to play like this! The situation is urgent now..."

Su Nian'an interrupted him, "Do you have a better idea?"

Doctor Sun shook his head.

"You have a silver needle? Can it be inserted accurately?"

Doctor Sun continued to shake his head.

When Su Nian'an saw this, he didn't talk nonsense, pulled him aside and wanted to sit down.

Several old men stretched out their hands, "Who are you? At such a young age, don't think that we don't dare to take action?"

Su Nian'an looked at the old men and asked, "If I don't save him, will I die?"

The old men hesitated.

"Or do you want him dead?"

The old men shook their heads together.

"Then if I give it a try, will there be a worse outcome?"

The old men retracted their hands silently. Su Nianan sat beside the bed, opened the small bag in his hand, took out a piece of cloth and placed it on the bed.

He took a deep breath and spread out the cloth. Inside was a row of neatly arranged silver needles. After careful counting, there were thirty-six of them.

Others don't understand, but Dr. Sun certainly understands. With his ability, he can only cast twenty-four silver needles at once unless his master comes over.

And Su Nian'an has thirty-six silver needles, which is self-evident.

Looking at Su Nian'an in shock, he saw her move easily and freely, inserting six silver needles smoothly.

Although Dr. Sun was not sure whether the puncture was accurate, looking at Su Nian'an's calm expression, he suddenly calmed down.

He chuckled softly, shook his head, and thought to himself: "I'm getting old, I can't accept it anymore!"

Everyone else looked at the old man's expression nervously, but he was the only one who felt relieved.

Soon, the old man's breathing returned to steady, his brows relaxed, and his face gradually became normal.

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to relax yet. They all stood still, except for Su Nian'an who sat down.

She turned the old man's left hand over and felt the pulse carefully.

The old men standing were watching the change of expression on Su Nian'an's face.

After a full ten minutes, a touch of blood even appeared on the old man's face, and everyone looked happy. It seemed that he had indeed been saved.

When he looked at Su Nian'an again, his expression completely changed.

But she frowned at this moment, and everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and their hearts jumped into their throats again.

Su Nian'an asked: "What did you feed the old man at night?"

A maid kneeling on the ground at the door raised her head and said, "My lord likes to eat caviar. When the doctor is around, I always tell him not to eat it. The doctor has gone back these days, and my lord is clamoring to eat it, so..."

Before Su Nian'an could speak, Dr. Sun said angrily: "Isn't it nonsense to eat randomly even if you have a stroke?"

The maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt down on the ground, trembling all over and not daring to speak.

Yang Honghui frowned, "He stayed up late last night correcting official documents. Did it have any impact?"

Su Nian'an glanced at him and said, "Of course it has an impact. If you have a stroke, you should take good rest and eat lightly."

Yang Honghui spread his hands, there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing!

Su Nian'an did not continue to speak and looked down at the old man's face.

Half an hour later, some of the old man's other states returned to normal, but he was still unconscious.

Su Nian'an stood up and said: "Okay, it should be fine. Let him rest well and restore blood supply to the brain, and he will wake up slowly."

Several old men looked at the still unconscious old man and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with him?"

Su Nian'an nodded, and Dr. Sun also said: "There will be no problem. We will prick the silver needle first and come back to take it out after a while. You will wake up by then."

Everyone was completely relieved.

When the old man saw the young man and woman still kneeling on the ground, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, everyone, go back! You won't die yet."

Hearing this, they all stood up, saluted Su Nian'an, and left the room silently.

Yang Honghui did not leave, and there was a mature beauty beside him, who was looking at Su Nian'an curiously.

Su Nian'an realized it, but didn't care so much.

The leading old man said softly: "Young man, take this girl and Dr. Sun to the guest room next door to rest. We'll stay here for a while."

"By the way, what is this girl's name?"

Yang Honghui answered first: "This is Su Nian'an from Qiantang City, Su Dashan."

The leading old man was stunned and murmured in his heart, Qiantang City?

But he returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "Miss Su, we will say thank you again after you wake up!"

Su Nian'an waved his hand, put away the cloth bag containing the silver needle on the bed, put it back into the bag, and then followed the last old man out of the room.

Yang Honghui pulled the mature beauty out of the room and followed her.

Several old men in the room looked at each other, pulled the round stools and sat in front of the bed again, quietly looking at the old man lying on the bed.

In the guest room, after the old man, who was called the youngest, settled Su Nianan and Sun Yuyi, he asked the maid to bring some snacks and wait on them.

He himself hurriedly apologized and walked towards the old man's room.

Halfway through, he met Yang Honghui. He stopped and asked quietly: "Is this the girl you were talking about?"

Yang Honghui nodded, "Yes! How about it? People like it, right?"

The old man and the mature beauty following Yang Honghui nodded together, "That's true. Are you from Qiantang City?"

Yang Honghui continued to nod.

The old man frowned slightly, "What do you do at home?"

"My parents are not alive, so I live with my nanny. Now I have opened several cloth shops, and the business is very good."

After hearing this, the familiar lady also frowned.
Chapter completed!