Choose one of the three at the beginning, and I will become the successor of the medical saint

Chapter 4
"You said I did it, do you have any evidence? This is a society ruled by law, tell me about the evidence."

"Then why did you just finish talking to Liao Zheng when he was hit by the chandelier? It happened to be so accurate, such a big chandelier only hit him, why didn't it hit you?" Deng Yan asked.

"He was smashed because of his disrespectful words, and he was punished by God. What does it have to do with me? God listens to me, I will smash it if I say so, then I will say smash you now." Xiao Han said.

Deng Yan didn't care about talking, and looked at the ceiling vigilantly, for fear that something would fall and hurt her.

"Don't just chat there, send me to be bandaged first, you bitch!" Liao Zheng shouted loudly.

"Here we come." Deng Yan stopped arguing with Xiao Han and rushed to help him.

Suddenly, an old man in a wheelchair passed by Liao Zheng. I don't know whether it was because the floor was too slippery or he was using too much force. The wheelchair slammed into Liao Zheng.

And Deng Yan, who stood in front of Liao Zheng, screamed and covered her eyes.

Strangely, the wheelchair made a sharp turn, bypassed Deng Yan, and slammed into Liao Zheng fiercely.

Liao Zheng, who had just stood up, was hit by such a blow, and he flew several meters away.

"Damn it, I finally know why you are disabled. You want to take off even if you are sitting in a wheelchair?" Liao Zheng covered his legs and rolled on the ground in pain, tears streaming down his face.

"What's the matter with you, why do you come to bump into our brother Piaoyi?" Deng Yan was very panicked, scolded the old man severely, and hurriedly went up to help him.

"Sorry, I don't know what's going on, this wheelchair is out of control."

"Damn old man, if something happens to Brother Zheng and you have sequelae, it won't be enough to kill you." Deng Yan said viciously, beckoning the nurse at the front desk to come to help.

"Get out, you bastard, I'll be unlucky if you help me." Liao Zheng ruthlessly shook off Deng Yan's hand.

Deng Yan stood where she was, feeling very wronged.

At this time, several nurses rushed over, "Sister Yan, what can we do for you?"

"Blind your dog's eyes, I didn't expect Dr. Liao to be injured? Hurry up and send him to be bandaged, and check for any fractures by the way!" Deng Yan took all the anger she could bear on the nurses.

Several nurses looked at each other, feeling dissatisfied, but in the hospital, the nurses had to listen to what the doctor said.

Helpless, several people brought a stretcher from the next ward, and carried Liao Zheng to the elevator.

What everyone didn't expect was that the moment Liao Zhenggang was carried in.

The elevator is out of power!
Non-stop early, non-stop playing, but at such a critical time, the power cuts off.

Liao Zhengqi on the stretcher vomited blood.

Several nurses were kind enough to help, but they were reprimanded by Deng Yan. They were very annoyed. Taking the opportunity, they quickly let go of the stretcher, as if they were putting down some hot potato.

"Sister Yan, we are in public positions, so we can only stay on the first floor." After speaking, they let go.

It's okay if you don't let go, but once you let go, the entire stretcher is directly stuck between the elevator doors, unable to move.

The stretcher was wobbly, and Liao Zheng could only step on the ground. The moment he touched the ground, he felt a tingling pain.

"Ah, you bastards, quickly find a way to get me out!"

Liao Zheng was about to die of anger, and he didn't know what happened today, all the unlucky things happened to him, the more angry he was, the more troubled he was, he began to reflect on whether he had really done something wrong, Suffering retribution and doubting life.

He couldn't even imagine that these would be Xiao Han's tricks.

All this is too magical and gorgeous, shocking the world.

Xiao Han used the Feng Shui technique based on the Qi Men Dun Jia in his mind.

Through spells and hand formulas, using himself as a medium to change Liao Zheng's own Feng Shui.

What he didn't expect was that the effect was so good!

Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, feeling refreshed, and then swaggered out of the hospital.

There are many rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xiao Han's house passed by the river.

Every time it is dusk, the aunts of the square dance have already set up their formations and are ready for battle.

There are also playful children, and fishing guys.

When Xiao Han was admiring the scenery on the street, suddenly an exclamation came from the river.

"Help, someone fell into the river!"

Xiao Han rushed over and saw a child under ten years old struggling in the water, about to sink.

"Hurry up, someone will save him."

"You can't swim, you can't save him."

"Call 120, call 110, hurry up."

"It's useless. By the time the police arrive, the child will have drowned."

At this critical moment, Xiao Han didn't even have time to think, he put his phone and keys on the bank, and jumped into the river with a plop.

He was like a fish, quick and agile, swam to the child, grabbed him, and leaned towards the shore.

After finally bringing the child back to the shore, he found that his face was pale, his lips were purple, his eyelids were congested, and his mouth and nose were full of mud and stagnant water.

At this time, everyone gathered around, eagerly thinking of a solution.

But time is precious, and the child may not be able to wait, and action must be taken immediately.

Xiao Han ignored everyone's panic, and used professional techniques to squeeze his chest, quickly clearing out the mud and accumulated water, so as not to affect his breathing.

Put the heel of one hand on the back of the other hand, place it in the middle of the sternum, press vertically, and keep a certain frequency and proceed regularly.

Not long after, the child spit out a puddle of water and slowly opened his eyes.

"woke up!"

"Great!"

Seeing that the child was fine, the enthusiastic people around breathed a sigh of relief.

The child coughed, looked at Xiao Han, and said, "Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome, it's easy, where is your family, do you want me to take you back?" Xiao Han asked.

"Grandpa was still there just now, and now I don't know where I went with Uncle Chen." The child said, and just after finishing speaking, an old man and a young man rushed here.

Looking carefully, the legs of these two people condensed into a cyclone, and the speed was simply faster than that of athletes.

The old man rushed up and held the child in his arms, with concern in his eyes, "My dear grandson, you scared grandpa to death."

The child broke free and pointed at Xiao Han, "Grandpa, I'm fine, thanks to this uncle for saving me."

"Young man, thank you for your great kindness." The old man said with gratitude in his eyes.

But Xiao Han didn't appreciate it at all, and cursed: "What's the matter with you, a dead old man? Old people can't even look down on a child. If something really happens, hide and cry, your family will hate you too lifetime!"

"Boy, what are you talking about? You know he is." The young man behind the old man was very dissatisfied.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by the old man: "Chen Qian!"

When Chen Qian heard this, he quickly shut his mouth, not daring to make any mistakes.

(End of this chapter)