"You are," Liang Yong looked at him indifferently. At this time, he didn't have a good expression on anyone. It's not my Xiaoliang's character to have no temper when facing this kind of thing.

"My name is Sannu, and I am the affairs officer of the palace. After Prince Philip knew about this matter, he specially asked me to come over to handle it, and in the name of His Highness, I guaranteed Mr. Liang's character and medical skills, because it was Mr. Liang's selflessness in China. He has personally experienced the magic of Mr. Liang's medical skills, and any doubts about Mr. Liang's medical skills are slander," Sannu said righteously, not only to Liang Yong but also to the media at the scene.

Suddenly, the flashlight flashed at Sannu, recording his words word for word.

"The prince has asked the Ministry of Information to thoroughly investigate this false report and restore Mr. Liang's reputation. Please rest assured, Mr. Liang," Sannu finally apologized sincerely.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liang, this is completely a misunderstanding,"

"I apologize for disturbing you because my men disturbed you," the two police officers also apologized repeatedly. They are both senior officials of the police department.

An incident was about to be resolved like this. The reporters were about to ask more questions to the police officers when suddenly a scream came from the crowd: "Ouch, it hurts me to death, help me..."

The crowd dispersed in fright, only to find a female reporter holding her stomach and screaming in pain, her camera rolled to the ground, her face was distorted in pain, and her posture was a hundred times more painful than giving birth to a child.

"No, call the doctor quickly,"

"I think this is either appendicitis or gastric perforation. If not treated quickly, it will kill people,"

"How do you know? I said it was a stone. Only stones can cause such pain. Don't touch her."

"It is possible for women to suffer from gynecological diseases, please call immediately," everyone shouted anxiously.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Isn't Mr. Liang a ready-made doctor? Please ask Mr. Liang to take a look. It's so serious and she died without waiting for a doctor..."

Immediately everyone's attention was drawn to Liang Yong. At this time, Liang Yong's eyes had just finished communicating with a female reporter with a black cloth headband in the crowd, and a malicious smile flashed across his face.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Liang Yong's face sank and returned to a serious expression. He looked at the crying woman but did not come forward. He said coldly: "This kind of thing is easy to cure for me, but I'm afraid you won't believe it." ,I don’t want to cause any more trouble,”

Everyone was reprimanding each other, their old faces flushed with shame. This was a slap in the face. One moment they were all begging for help, but now they are begging for help. Are there such shameless people in the world?

"Ouch...Help...I can't stand it anymore...This is retribution...I shouldn't have accepted William's 2,000 yuan to write a false report...Help...Spare my life..." The female reporter rolled and screamed, her words becoming incoherent. .

The police officer's expression changed when he heard this, and he asked: "What are you talking about? Who gave you money to write false reports? Tell me quickly."

"William... a trader... promised me that as long as Liang Yong enters the police station... he will give me another 8,000 yuan... spare his life... I will explain everything..." The woman explained feebly. Her will could not withstand this kind of splitting. Bone pain.

Yes, this is not an illness, but something Ruan Linghua did secretly. Ruan Linghua wore a black scarf and wrapped her head in the crowd just to punish this unscrupulous reporter. She just put her fingers on her waist, and even gods can't resist the pain. It was a complete disorder of the bones and meridians, with bursts of tight pain, and it had to be released within an hour after the spell was cast, otherwise the person would become a paralyzed paralysis even if he did not die.

"William, go check on this person and arrest him immediately," the police officer ordered his men majestically, and two policemen ran out quickly.

For a moment, the reporters' flashlights flashed wildly again.

"Do you have anything else to explain? If you don't explain clearly, no one can protect you," the police officer continued to ask.

"I said... I will tell you everything... Spare your life... Please help me first... Ouch... Mom..." The woman rolled and screamed, her whole body twitching, her eyes so wide that Tongyuan was motionless, like As if dead.

The police officer looked at Liang Yong sheepishly and said awkwardly: "Mr. Liang, look, please save her, this person is still useful..." The latter sentence was spoken in a much softer voice, specifically for Liang Yong to hear.

Liang Yong knew that it was almost done, so he smiled and said: "The Qing Dynasty will self-Qing Dynasty. Our Chinese nation has always had the virtue of a good life. Although she slandered me before, she can't ignore death. You guys get out of the way."

He walked calmly in front of the woman with square steps, squatted down and looked at her eyelids with his hands, then stretched out his hand to feel her pulse for a while, and then said confidently: "The problem is not big, she is having a gout attack, just one injection will cure it." OK, who has a silver needle?"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this. This is impossible. People were in so much pain that they only had half their lives left. It was not serious, so how could it be considered serious?

A reporter cleverly took off the brooch and handed it to Liang Yong. He said politely: "Mr. Liang, we don't know what a silver needle is. Can we use this? You have used it before."

Liang Yong said with a look of regret on his face: "It can be used, but she will be in pain for a while longer. How come you don't even have silver needles in such a big country? This is very common in China. You can buy one for a few dozen yuan." Box," he shook his head and sighed, twisting the brooch straight with his fingers.

But he didn't prick it immediately. He looked around and said, "Do you have an alcohol lamp? It's best to disinfect this. It's not a serious illness and you don't need to be treated so urgently. It's better to be prepared and everything is foolproof."

Alcohol lamp, where did this thing come from? There is it in the laboratory or some girls' boudoirs, but it's too late to get it now. Everyone is quarreling with each other, but they respect Liang Yong's medical skills even more. Look at this miracle doctor. They are very professional and take into account the details of sterilization. At first, we suspected that someone else's brooch would blow up bad people without sterilizing it. It makes us feel ashamed just thinking about it.

A smoking policeman said embarrassedly: "Mr. Liang, can I have a lighter here?" He didn't dare to say it loudly for fear of making a joke.

Liang's ears were super psychic. He heard the sound as soon as it came out. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Send it here. A lighter will do. In ancient times, burning iron needles on fire can cure diseases and save people. Compared with that time, we have brooches." and lighters have improved a lot,"

The policeman was overjoyed when he heard this. He ran over as if he had achieved great success, quickly took out his lighter, held it to the beam, and said politely: "Please smoke," he said politely.

"Uh..." Liang Yong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.

But the people next to me couldn't help but burst into laughter, hahaha, this guy is so funny. Only the policeman kept looking at the ground with a red face, looking for any cracks in the ground, ready to get in. For the first time, he regretted it. This was also the case with smoking. Bad habit.
Chapter completed!