"Carriage No. 32, right next to us, let's go and help?"

The shy and gentle girl named Luo Aiai and stood up immediately.

"Okay, it's time for us to show off." Luo Keke took off a black leather bag from the luggage rack and walked towards Car No. 32 with Luo Aiai.

Zhang Dong also followed the carriage No. 32. These two girls were medical students who had not yet registered. They actually wanted to help treat the patient, which made him a little curious.

Seeing Zhang Dong coming along, Luo Keke smiled at him and squeezed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, with me and Ai Ai, there is absolutely no problem." He looked confident.

An old man was lying flat in the crew room of carriage No. 32. His eyes were closed at this moment, his face was sometimes red and sometimes white, which was obviously very dangerous.

The two conductors and a man in the uniform of the conductor stood aside, looking anxious. Everyone knew that if there was anything wrong with the old man in the train, they would all be responsible. Not to mention anything else, the honor of the Hongqi train would definitely be gone.

At this moment, there was a man wearing glasses and an intellectual-looking man next to the old man, holding a stethoscope to check on the old man, but seeing his frowning, the situation was obviously not optimistic.

"Doctor Liu, how is the situation?" The conductor asked hurriedly when he saw him put away his stethoscope.

"It's hard to say..." Dr. Liu shook his head: "It's certainly a cardiovascular problem, but there are no cases. The patient is alone in the car, and he is not even a family member who knows the medical history. I don't have medical equipment on my hands. I really... I can't help it."

"What should I do? Doctor Liu, please think of a solution. Can you wake up first? At least..." The conductor was anxious and almost said nonsense like "at least let him hold on until he gets off the train."

"I have no choice. Science cannot tolerate any assumptions, let alone take risks. This is a life." Dr. Liu shook his head repeatedly.

"Uncle Conductor, why not let's try it."

At this time, Luo Keke spoke, looking confident.

"You?" The conductor looked at the two fancy little girls and felt unsure.

"Well, we are students of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Shudu University, and we will report tomorrow." Luo Aiai blushed and opened her mouth to lift her old foundation.

"What? Students who haven't registered yet?" The conductor shook his head repeatedly: "No, no. Isn't this a joke?" He asked two high school graduates to treat the elderly, if something went wrong, he would have a greater responsibility.

"Why, you look down on others?"

Luo Keke snorted coldly, took out an exquisite box from the black bag, and after opening it, he saw nine silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses arranged neatly inside, shining.

"Well, Gu Jiu's acupuncture?" Zhang Dong was slightly stunned. This kind of acupuncture was not something that ordinary Chinese medicine doctors could use. Cang Huaguang once gave him a set. It seems that the Luo sisters either learned from an old Chinese medicine doctor or had a family background. Judging from their age, it was mostly the latter.

"Gu Jiu Needle, have you studied traditional Chinese medicine?" Dr. Liu's eyes were also very vicious. Although he was from Western medicine, he could see the origin of this set of needles at a glance.

"Haha, of course, we are from the family." Luo Keke raised his head slightly, feeling a little proud: "Uncle the conductor, can I give it a try now?"

"Yes, the old man's condition can no longer be delayed." Luo Aiai also spoke with her.

"Are you really a family-born Chinese medicine doctor?"

The train conductor frowned and thought for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then you can try it. But please be careful."

"Don't worry, uncle." Luo Keke smiled, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of pink and white arms.

Zhang Dong watched from the side. He saw that Luo Keke's technique was normal. He first diagnosed the old man's pulse. After thinking for a while, he took out the seven-inch long needle from the ancient nine needles and stabbed it next to the old man's "Xinsu Point". However, he used the method of dividing the flesh and selecting the acupoints.

"Um?"

Zhang Dong nodded secretly when he saw it. He really didn't expect that Luo Keke's technique was very authentic. Not to mention anything else, the technique of dividing meat with one hand was not something that ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners could do, and it was definitely the inheritance of ancient Chinese medicine.

It seems that she said that she had a family-born medical skills, which should not be exaggeration. It was just that a family of traditional Chinese medicine like her, even if she was not a wealthy family, should be a well-off family. Why did she dress so simply or even shabby?

Zhang Dong was a little strange.

"Well......"

After Luo Keke took the shot, the old man actually snorted and slowly opened his eyes. The conductor was immediately overjoyed and shouted, "Okay, okay..." The doctor surnamed Liu also looked at Luo Keke in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that the patient who was helpless was cured by her.

However, Zhang Dong frowned. Judging from Luo Keke's acupuncture, it was obvious that it was to open up the meridians near the elderly's heart, which was in line with the traditional Chinese medicine principle of "If the disease is blocked, the disease will not be blocked, and if the disease is not the disease."

But this old man is probably over seventy years old, and most of the meridians in his body will wither. It is like opening up directly like a flood discharge. Even if there is some effect, it does not conform to the principle of treating people in a doctor.

Sure enough, after the old man opened his eyes, his face turned flushed instantly, and he made two "clogs" sounds in his throat. His eyes kept falling into a coma again.

"Ah, this...what's going on? My method is not wrong. His condition should be relieved. What's going on? What's going on..."

Although Luo Keke has a cheerful and generous personality, he is just a student who has just graduated from high school. Seeing this change, he was at a loss and even forgot to pull out the needle.

"Oh, how is this good? Something big is going to happen!" The conductor's face changed drastically, and he stomped his feet in a hurry. He regretted that he shouldn't have let a little girl get a needle to save people. If the old man really died in the car, his responsibility would undoubtedly be the greatest.

"Don't pull out the needle, let me try it."

Luo Keke was so busy that he was about to pull the needle, but Zhang Dong stopped him. The reason why the old man woke up first and then fell into a coma was because the technique she used was too fierce and was not in line with the other way of the medical family. If the needle was pulled at this time, it would not only not have any therapeutic effect, but the sin that the old man had suffered before was also in vain.

Luo Keke looked at Zhang Dong in surprise and was about to ask a question when he saw Zhang Dong raise his right hand and pointing his finger at the end of the needle.

“Buzz…”

The silver needle buzzed, and the tail of the needle suddenly trembled, drawing a semicircle, like a peacock with a wide open screen.

"What's this?"

Luo Keke widened his eyes. Four generations of traditional Chinese medicine doctors in her family have been following the ancient medical style since her grandfather's generation, curing diseases and saving people without asking for anything in return. With such a tradition of virtue, her medical skills are naturally wise, but even her grandfather and father have never taught her this acupuncture technique.
Chapter completed!