Shangguan Yan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, as if he had received a life-saving straw, he shouted urgently: "Jiang Yan! You know medical skills, right? Quick! Tell him quickly, this old man's death has nothing to do with me! Tell him quickly!"
"This old man's death may have something to do with you!"
Jiang Yan said calmly: "Queluo disease is a kind of fantasy syndrome, a type of post-war trauma disease. When you collided with the old man, you caused him to hallucinate on the battlefield, causing blood vessels to rupture and his heart to stop beating.
It's a bit like sudden death, but it can't be saved by emergency treatment."
"What?"
Shangguan Yan was stunned.
Unexpectedly, it was really because of his own fault that the old man was like this.
Her face turned pale, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
This young man is definitely not ordinary.
When she thought that she was going to bring devastating disaster to her family, she became helpless and helpless like a kitten.
Jiang Yan didn't speak anymore, but crouched down, stretched out his hand and pressed on the old man's body a few times.
"Who are you? Do you know this woman?"
The young man was extremely sad and stared at Jiang Yan and growled.
He now hates everyone who has anything to do with Shangguan Yan.
"I am a doctor. Strictly speaking, I am also this woman's godbrother."
Jiang Yan said calmly.
"Really? So, you can save my grandfather?"
The young man said coldly.
"Can."
Jiang Yan nodded.
The words fell to the ground, and everyone in the room laughed.
"Young man, don't you think much of Director Deng? Even Director Deng can't cure this kind of disease. Don't you think that your medical skills are better than Director Deng?"
one male passenger scoffed.
"I don't know where this young boy came from, but he really just sat down and watched the sky!" Another woman shook her head.
"Boy, don't embarrass yourself here. The old man is hopeless. Don't torment him. Respect the deceased!"
The passengers were talking one after another, as if the elders were lecturing the younger ones.
Director Deng also frowned, not quite believing it.
However, Jiang Yan's few pressing and fingering techniques just now made his eyes light up.
This technique is very skillful.
I think this young man knows medicine.
If this is the case, his claim that there is salvation must not be groundless.
Or you can wait and see what happens.
Director Deng’s thoughts.
The young man also nodded repeatedly and shouted coldly: "Okay, if you say you can save him, I will save you once. If you can't save him! Even you will be buried with my grandpa!"
"Buried with someone?"
Jiang Yan glanced at the young man and snorted coldly: "First, your grandfather is not dead, so why talk about rescuing him? Second, I advise you to stop talking about being buried with him!"
The young man was startled, and when he saw Jiang Yan's deep and cold gaze, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"Do you have any silver needles?"
Jiang Yan asked the flight attendant.
"This... we don't have it on the plane."
A flight attendant shook her head.
"I have!"
Director Deng suddenly said, then he quickly took down his suitcase from the luggage rack and took out a brand new pair of silver needles.
This was the silver needle he was going to give to the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it came in handy.
Jiang Yan took the needle bag and spread it out.
"Everyone, please step aside and give me enough space!"
Jiang Yan shouted as he untied the old man's shirt, then took out a silver needle and began to acupuncture the old man.
His technique of applying acupuncture is extremely smooth and flowing, which is pleasing to the eye.
Everyone felt as if they were admiring art, and they were particularly intoxicated.
When he woke up, the old man's body was already covered with silver needles.
Shining and eye-catching.
At this time, Jiang Yan stretched out his hand again and pressed lightly on the old man's throat.
"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."
The old man suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and then began to breathe heavily.
"grandfather!"
The young man was so excited that he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
The old man shouted weakly, his voice still a little dry and hoarse.
"Grandpa, you fell ill again, and this gentleman cured you."
The young man's eyes were red, he held the old man's hand and said everything just now.
"So that's it?"
The old man looked at Jiang Yan and quickly stood up to say thanks, but Jiang Yan held him down.
"Old man, you still need more rest!"
Jiang Yan said calmly.
"Sir, I'm so kind and kind, I really don't know how to repay you!"
The old man said gratefully.
"There is no need to repay. I just hope that your grandson will not take revenge on my sister."
Jiang Yan said calmly, and then said to Shangguan Yan, who looked dull next to him, "Let's go back."
"Ah? Oh, okay, okay..."
Shangguan Yan shivered all over, and then he calmed down and followed Jiang Yan a little dullly.
"Amazing!"
"good!"
There was a burst of warm applause in the cabin.
But Jiang Yan only felt noisy.
"A miracle doctor!"
Director Deng's eyes were bright, staring at Jiang Yan with excitement.
"Grandson! You must remember this gentleman's kindness. When you get off the plane, you must express your gratitude to this gentleman!"
The old man also whispered.
"Grandpa, don't worry. I will immediately have someone prepare a generous gift and wait at the airport. When this gentleman gets off the plane, I will give it to him with both hands!"
Young man said.
"no!"
The old man shook his head: "This gentleman is definitely an ordinary person. He should disdain those vulgar things. If you offer vulgar things as a gift, I'm afraid he won't accept it."
"Is this gentleman so indifferent to fame and fortune?"
The young man said blankly: "Then what should I do better?"
"Let's talk after we get off the plane first."
The old man whispered.
After returning to his position, Shangguan Yan's attitude was obviously much better than before.
She secretly glanced at Jiang Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed, and then said carefully: "Jiang Yan, are your medical skills very powerful?"
"Still making do."
Jiang Yan said casually.
"Still trying to survive? I thought Director Deng couldn't do anything about it, but you saved that old man all at once..."
Jiang Yan was silent.
Shangguan Yan frowned again and couldn't help but muttered: "Why are you so arrogant..."
Soon, the plane arrived at Dadu Airport.
The two got off the plane.
"Little brother, wait a minute!"
Just when the two of them had just walked out of the pick-up hall, a voice came.
Director Deng was seen striding over.
"Director Deng? Is something wrong?"
Shangguan Yan immediately adjusted his posture and asked with a smile.
Director Deng is a well-known doctor in most places and knows many powerful people. If such a person can get involved, it will be a good thing for the Shangguan family.
But Director Deng obviously had no interest in Shangguan Yan, and instead looked at Jiang Yan.
"Little brother, I wonder where you are going to work?"
"I started my own company."
Jiang Yan said calmly.
"So, you don't work in the hospital?"
Director Deng was quite surprised.
"What's up?"
"Little brother, I would like to invite you to come to our hospital for a consultation! I wonder if you are interested!"